About a year ago or so, our neighbor Joe Cassara died in his motor home. He was a long haul trucker so lived in a motor home vs an actual house. While he was the most brilliant person I will probably ever know, he was also the dirtiest. His motor home was a gross mess.

When he died, he died alone in the filth. And no one noticed. It took about six weeks for someone to find him. How very sad. It was really only after he died that we all got to know who he really was as he kept pretty much to himself when he was alive.

His family decided to sell most of his stuff along with his property as they didn't want any of it. They GAVE the motor home to Mark for a hunting vehicle (yippee ky yay...). It has been dubbed "The Haunted Mansion".

Mark has spent alot of time 'cleaning' it and gutting the interior. It will be his special project to work on over the next months, getting it livable and refurbished.

Tonight, the girls decided they wanted to sleep in the Haunted Mansion. More power to them, you won't find ME in there any time soon! Above is a picture of them in their glory! We'll see how long they last out there! :)

Hugs
Jaye