Sorry for the continuation. We are in a very cheesy motel and the wifi is sketchy. Since I kept missing the opportunity to get freshly boiled crawdads, I picked up some jumbo shrimp and some of the local “boil” seasoning. The shrimp were delicious. Of course, the following day, we found fresh, hot crawdads, so I did try them also. They were better than the shrimp, but very rich. We stayed at Chicot State Park two nights ago, and are in Simmesport, LA last night.
Yesterday, we had a couple incidents with dogs. As we were entering St. Landry, a small, wirehaired dog left the yard he was in and began to follow us down the road. The guy cutting the grass in that yard didn’t call him back and after about a half mile of this very pleasant little puppy following us, I decided we better take hin back to his owner. I set him on top of my trailer and headed back. The puppy sat on the trailer like it was his own, personal litter. When we arrived at the yard, the man said the dog wasn’t his. We began looking for his home, as he was paraded around town on the cart, apparently loving it. Finally, after several attempts to place the dog, we had to ask the man cutting grass if he would hold the dog until we were gone. He set the dog down on the deck of his riding mower and the dog simply accepted his new litter. All day, I wished I had kept the dog. He would have been a great touring companion (a good companion is difficult to come by).
Within just a few minutes, we encountered a pretty little daschund with a nice studded collar in the road. It was dashing up the road and down the road, sort of after cars, but just very dangerously (dangerous to him/herself). There was a house nearby, but it looked like it was unoccupied. There was nothing to be done for this one. We had to simply cycle by.