This is a short story of my life in a motorhome dictated to my scribe Doc. I don't have a Nome de plume, because, I report only the facts as they occur around me, and I have nothing to conceal. Therefore, why would I name a feather? My story is a true account mostly, except where Doc has made spelling, writing, or translation mistake, to which I'm not accountable for since I'm only a schnauzer. I am a true Texan; no bull you can check my pedigree. Sincerely Writer