We started fixing the leak in the grey tank today. First we drove the trailer up onto boards on one side, and then raised the front to make the bottom more accessible. Carm got underneath and started removing the screws that holds the bottom coroplast on. Once that was done he dragged out the waterlogged sheets of fiberglass pink insulation. What a mess. When we could see the connection, it was immediately apparent that the seal between two pieces had come undone - hummm... After consulting with our neighbor Leo (an engineer!), Carm took a trip to the rv store to order a new part. Let's keep our fingers crossed that we'll get the part and the job done by next Wednesday.
While all of this was going on, I put the back seat of the truck back together with the clean bedding. The dogs were watching, but they weren't exactly clamouring to get in. Spike was underfoot at one point so I put him in the truck. He didn't look thrilled, but at the same time wouldn't come back out. So I guess they'll come with us if they must! Better than being left behind ;-)
Hold fast to dreams, for if dreams die, life is a broken-winged bird that cannot fly.