The great sausage caper

Since it was a quiet Sunday, I agreed to one of those rare occasions where I actually break out the grill. Dinner was going to be spicy Italian sausages with assorted sides. Since we have become a real fan of the convection oven, this is a special event. I managed to get the grill set up without any problems and it fired right up.

The grill worked its magic and soon the sausages were done, ahead of the rest of the meal. So, I wrapped them up in tin foil to stay warm. After helping with the inside preparations, I returned to the grill to retrieve the meat. Upon opening the grill, all the remained was the tin foil. The sausages were gone!!

Now this is a small quiet campground with very friendly folks. It was hard to accept that someone had purloined the grilled delights. There was nothing for it but to check the neighbors to see if they had seen anything or smelled like spicy Italian.

We suited up the wonder dog, Halley, and put her on the scent by having her smell the tin foil and we were off to check out the campground. I was a bit surprised at how readily Halley got into the act.

We checked the nearest neighbors first and then moved our way thru the campground. We checked the cabins, the open spaces used for family rallies, and the office. We even checked the sunset chairs and the food trolley. Halley seemed very interested in the food trolley, but still no missing food.

In the end, we had to return to the motorhome with no success. I am becoming suspicious of the rather contented look on Halley’s face?

Now if you have not guessed by now, this is just a tall tale on a quiet Sunday and a way to show you around this pleasant campground in the Green Mountains.