Got gas.
I found the name of the gas station funny.
We needed to have a little walk and there was a cute little neighborhood across the street. That's where things went all terribly wrong.We were circled by 2 large, barking dogs that wanted to attack Luna. You try to mess with my Luna you get a foot to the body, to the head and to the butt. You yelp and run away and your owner calls the police because I've hurt your dogs.
Another neighbor also calls the police to report the mean lady's dogs' behavior and the police come. Drama. Drama. Drama. Maybe I'll tell more of the story another day, but today, I'm tired and upset, but physically fine.
Luna seems fine. I'm working on being fine, and she likes the cooler.
She is just the best.
I was already really upset because my dear friend, whose car I've borrowed, got a flat tire in my car and had her own dramas dealing with my automobile weaknesses. Jason had to deal with it all too.
I'm trying not to lose my marbles about the entire day.
I'm staying at the Little America Hotel in Cheyenne, Wyoming because I couldn't go back to the icky place in Wellington, Colorado. It's late. I can't go to sleep yet, but Luna's happy to be lying down and relaxing. She's so great.
Positives:
Here are some of the views we got to see today...
Leaving Park City
The Green of the Park City Area
Leaving Utah
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