The humans call it traveling. I prefer to think of it as an ongoing investigation into campgrounds, mountain roads, questionable navigation decisions, and places that serve food.
Come along as we explore the Southwest and beyond in one little white Casita. I’ll do my best to keep the humans out of trouble.
— Arnold
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Arnold’s First Night on the Road: Boondocking in New Mexico
I had been traveling with these humans for less than a day when I learned something important: they don’t always know where we’re sleeping. After rescuing me from the mean streets of Amarillo, we headed west into New Mexico with the big black 4Runner pulling that enormous white armadillo they apparently call a Casita. As…