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.
Hi everyone, checking in from rainy Durham, ME. After almost a year, we were finally able to get out to the west coast and see stretch our legs. John loaded another snow groomer in Vermont going to Washington state. He also had a pipe cutter to pick up in Massachusetts that was going to California. This thing looked like a huge banana and it was way to high to put on the trailer. It was fun to watch John and the guys at Jiminey Peak ski area scratching their heads trying to figure out how and if they could make it fit. Well, they did it. They were able to tip it over on an angle and between a ton of blocks and a brace welded on the unit, they made it work. I was quite proud of them all. John kept stopping and checking the cutter to make sure it was riding ok. think he was nervous. the next morning, he found another small machine in New York that was going to Utah. Between the three loads, this made for a pretty good trip out.
I had an embarrassing thing happen that I guess I should share. I make fun of John so much that I guess I owe him one. Well, John was having his lunch one day and a little bit dropped on the floor. No matter how much I searched, I couldn't find where it landed. I sniffed and sniffed, but I couldn't find it. Well, I gave up, thinking it must be old age. (listen to me, I'm starting to think like a human) Well, I decided to clean myself up a bit in case we stopped and a pretty beagle was there, you never know. I couldn't help but notice my butt smelled like vanilla. Why would my butt smell like vanilla. Well, after John wiped the yogurt off my nose, I figured out two things, where the yogurt went, and why my butt smelled like vanilla. I blame this week moment on Hanging around John so much. Usually, I'm smarter than this.
Friday, on the way out west, John got a call from a company in Illinois that had a machine that had to go to Springfield, Ma to a trade show. The problem was that it had to deliver on the 12th of may, which only left about ten days to make all three deliveries, find freight going back east, to go with the machine, to fill out the trailer. Well, the following week, things fell together and John was able to make it all work out. It all looked good, at first. The first load was in Astoria, OR. it was a ship crane and lots of marine parts.
While we were waiting to load the crane, a cruise ship came into port. We were at the end of the pier and the cruise ship came across our bow ( I think nautical terms are appropriate here), and docked at the end of the pier next to ours. It was quite impressive.
One of the pieces As John would later find out, had a fitting that was broken, so, about 5 gallons of oil leaked all over the deck of the trailer. every time we parked, we would leave a trail of oil drops that would leak down between the planks of the deck. Three bags of cat litter and a bag of absorbent pads soaked up most of the oil. I was looking for cats the whole trip home. I figured they would use the cat litter whenever we stopped. We loaded a mini excavator in Seattle, and then had a crated machine to pick up in Minnesota. We made it to Elgin, IL on Tuesday to load the machine for the trade show. When we arrived, the crate that went with the machine was 12 feet long instead of 4 feet as John had written in his notes. I think he messed up big time with this potentially new customer. Luckily, they were able to make it all fit. He made a platform on top of all the marine equipment where they put the crate. As usual, it wasn't pretty but it got the job done.
We made the delivery deadline at the trade show and all the rest of the deliveries went well.
John has a busy week of dentist, doctor and tax appointments as well as the usual maintenance on the truck. Friday, we load another snow groomer headed down to Tampa, florida. I never realized they got snow down there.
I'll keep you posted...
Hudson, the semi-beagle
