Gnorm has a "hissy" fit!

Well, it finally happened. First off, Gnorm wasn't too thrilled to be leaving Zion National Park. Then, the route we planned turned out to be nearly three hundred miles to go from Zion to Meteor Crater Campground east of Flagstaff, AZ. You'd think Gnorm would be happy, he liked Meteor Crater. It must've started about half way into the trip. "Are we there yet?" Gnorm kept it up for nearly fifty miles. Pat and I had just about had enough, we pulled over and gave Gnorm an ultimatum, "stop it or out you go!" That didn't work. We think Gnorm was showing off his "seniority." OK, you asked for it! We put him out in the desert, gave him a bottle of water and said, "are you really sure you don't want to stop whining?" He remained silent. OK, that's it, see ya!

Off we went. Defiant to beat the band! By the time we opened the door to the motor home... he gave in!

He wanted no part of this vegetation baron desert compared to his vibrant and lush garden always being cared for by his owner, Debbie. In a politely meek and melodious voice Gorm said, "I'm sorry!" (We knew he would!)

But, now that we had the upper hand we made him "swear" to be good!

Chalk one up for us!