Hudson was rescued by B.O.N.E.S. from a bad situation in Limington, ME. After the gentleman called 911 (and subsequently passed away), the local ACO found 20 dogs living in squalid conditions.
B.O.N.E.S. took most of them and found them new homes. Overall, Hudson was in very good shape but when he had his physical, they found a serious mast cell tumor in his nose. As much as possible was removed.
B.O.N.E.S. wanted to find a wonderful home for Hudson and we did. John is a long-haul trucker that had lost his beagle companion of 13 years. He wanted a new companion. Luckily John found Hudson (or Hudson found John). It was a wonderful match. Hudson reported in regularly, and we share his "Chronicles" on this page.
Good morning from home. We have been home getting caught up on repairs on the truck. Our last trip took us out to Spokane, Washington, where John had a pick up truck that he had to pick up for his nephew and take it to Denver, where he has started college. We also had an old MG sports car on the Oregon coast to pick up that had to go back to Marlboro, MA.
Way back when, we were delivering a Humvee up in Limestone, ME. On the way up, John was looking for loads to get us out to Spokane, and found two Humvees loading right out of the same place we were delivering to! The only problem was that they were going to Phoenix, AZ, which isn't exactly on the way to Washington. Being as slow as it is for for finding freight, John decided to book the load. A bonus was that there was room for something else to go with the Humvees.
John found a bulldozer blade in Massachusetts that was going to Texas, so we loaded that and off we went.
We made our delivery in Texas and we stopped at Four Corners monument where we saw the only spot in the country where four states touch each other. I'm not going to say what states they are, you,ll have to find out for yourself. We then made our delivery in Arizona, and John was able to find four partial loads in Arizona, Idaho, and Utah, that were going up to Washington. On our way to Utah, we headed north Out of Boise, ID on US 55. We were able to enjoy a spectacular sunset that evening out our left window. At the same time, we watched the moon rise over the mountains out our right window. I thought John was going to kill us both, by trying to take pictures of all of this. We survived and he was able to get a few shots for posterity.
The next morning, we made our last pick up in Utah and headed for Spokane, where we had two deliveries. after that, we headed to Seattle, emptied out, and headed down into Oregon, where we loaded the MG, The couple had the car since the 60's and they didn't use it much any more, so they were giving it to their daughter back in Massachusetts. they were sad to see it go, but were happy it was staying in the family. Next, we went to Seattle and loaded a couple of crates going to Billerica, MA, From Seattle, we headed back to Spokane where we loaded the pick up truck.
We delivered the truck to Arthur, had a quick visit and went out to dinner with him and his aunt, and the next morning, we loaded some machinery nearby, that John had found, that was going to Billerica, MA along with the crates. This is one of those rare trips where things seem to fall together. the freight seemed to all come together, the dimensions were all accurate, and it all fit! This is when trucking is fun! Then there are the "other" trips. I'll save that for another time.
We made it across the country, made our deliveries on Friday, and headed for the world famous Beagle bash! I was riding John pretty hard the previous couple weeks, to make sure he remembered the bash, and made it back in time. As usual, it was a lot of fun to see old friends and meet new ones. The weather was great, and everything went well. There were no fights and even the Humans behaved themselves! I tried a few of the activities, like catching popcorn, and begging. I did ok with the popcorn, but I'm used to carrots! I would have won if we used carrots. I didn't do very well with the begging. From my first trip with John, it didn't take long for me to realize that begging would get me nowhere, so I have lost all my skill in that department.
After the bash, we headed up to Stowe, Vermont, where we had a chair lift to move from the ski area in Stowe, to a Ski area in Connecticut. There were six loads which took about two and a half weeks to move. It would take all day to load, and then it was a five hour trip down to Mohawk Mountain. It would take a couple hours to unload, and then back up to Stowe. It was a nice change of pace. the weather was beautiful for the most part, and we were able to enjoy the fall colors. It was a nice change to see the same people at both ends and get to know them. The people at Mohawk Mountain were great, they even had a dog that I got to hang out with a few times!
The town of Stowe was usually crowded and there was one intersection in town that was a challenge every trip. John would have to take up the whole road, swing wide, and maneuver around the cars at the intersection. One day, there was a whole tour-bus load of people on the corner that were watching us. After we made the turn, the audience gave us a standing ovation! I don't think John has come back down from that experience! I guess he deserves a little credit every once in a while, It's good that I can share the limelight. I know that he'll do something stupid soon, and I'll be in the spotlight again.
That wraps things up for now.
Hudson, the semi-beagle.
