They did a "reset" in that aisle....
That explains not finding it today.
Got the chest here to the house. She'll need to move the bed six inches over but there's no real way to do that. I texted her. "It won't fit." She replies back, "gimmie a few minutes I'll be up", ... won't fit, won't fit for her too. Although ... hmm ... * stares off into blank space & wears this silly grin, nodding *
Not as fun as thought. Wound up back to town. Ugh. Found something that did fit. Then, it was clean a bit. Had to pen a dog up twice. finally had enough from him. "Papa will whoop you if you don't stop," I told Grouchy. He's my boy what I tell that, and he gets upset. He knows I don't want to whoop him and will not act to get a whooping. He's a good boy.
Besides I'm not too concerned. He goes to the creek to find what little water remains in it, to bathe, cool off. they have the shade of the 'hut' and under it in the pen. They are given plenty of fresh drinking water. The creek is just so tempting during the hot Summer for young boys, teens. I remember this from being a pup myself.
The only terrifying concern would be water moccasins, rattlers, maybe ticks. The coyotes are mostly nocturnal.