We had to call and wait for the owner of the campground to come to check us in when we arrived early this afternoon. Seems it is pretty much a one-man operation.
Well, that is, until the owner pulled up in his golf cart and to my complete joy he had with him his campground director extraordinaire. Of course, I had to ask right away, what the dog’s name was. “Harley,” the owner said.
As you can see, Harley takes his job quite seriously. Though he did get a little cat nap inside the office while the owner checked us in. Because, well you know, every employee deserves a break.
But soon enough, it was time to go back to work as we needed to be taken to our campsite. No better way, I think, than to have Harley take us there.
Thought you might enjoy meeting Harley, as much as I did. He is super sweet and I hope to run into him a few times while we are here for the week in Alabama with much warmer weather. Ahhhhh, yes. Going to enjoy this.
XO
Barb