Mammoth Takes Mother to Port A, Day 10 and return

 Thursday May 18 and Friday May 19

Last day for her was the return to Arkansas. Our last night, but it didn't feel real until we headed home on Friday.  It was a mostly uneventful drive and all, except that our little dog Zack had developed diarrhea on Wednesday night and we had to clean up a good bit of mess during and after the drive. We were able to confine him to the linoleum in the kitchen and thus keep the mess in a small area. Poor thing seems pretty miserable, but he still eats with enthusiasm.

I got a little walk with Molly but not much bird watching, and then we went up to the house to eat fried rice (for them) and leftover catfish dinner (for me). Good food was had by all. And good-byes, and bed.

Friday was return day for us. We packed up in dry conditions, but shortly after we hit the road it started in to raining. And raining lots. It quit for most of the drive through Oklahoma, then started in again--POURING-- through Texas. We didn't encounter any wrecks but the slowdowns were murder. We got home sometime after four o'clock, and luckily, the rain had ended.

And that's the end of Mammoth, Mother and Port A. It was a mostly good trip, but we're both oh-so-glad that it's over.