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 to everyone,
Things have been pretty busy the last couple of months. We were on an extended trip for 6 weeks, and then John left me with friends for 2 1/2 weeks while he traveled to Europe and then to Washing State for graduations. We have been home for a few days trying to catch up on errands and rest.
Way back in April, the day after Easter, John and I headed up north to start loading a couple of loads going out to the Midwest. We had to eventually make our way out to Detroit where we had a load of machinery going to Mexico. Once we got there, we realized that there was too much to fit into one load. The warehouse had another machine that was going to be shipped to Houston the following week, so we arranged to load that machine along with the rest of the Mexico load the following week.
We arrived at the brokerage warehouse in El Paso, TX where all the paperwork had to be processed. Once that was done, a Mexican truck hooked on to our trailer and took it across the border into Mexico. It was a strange sight watching our trailer leaving behind a strange tractor. I was afraid John was going to start crying and running down the street after the truck. He was very brave and didn't embarrass me.
U.S. trucks aren't allowed to cross into Mexico, that is why a Mexican truck had to hook on to the trailer. This can be a risky endeavor, but John had hauled for this customer before, Within the U.S., and decided the risk was minimal. It was only going 10 miles into Juarez, directly to the customers factory, and the customer was going to be with the trailer the whole time and took responsibility for all the equipment...tarps, chains, straps,etc. Later that day the trailer was returned without any problems.
We then looked for loads back to Michigan so we could get the second load. We found some crated machinery in New Mexico. During the trip, John had to stop and repair one of the crates which had started falling apart. It was a beautiful day and so he tied me up in the grass. I found a great "pile" to roll in and was having a great time when I heard John yell, then he jumped down from the trailer, and came running toward me. Next thing I know, he had gotten out some Joy. a picnic jug of water, and a towel, and started to give me a bath! After all the time I spent rolling around, what was he thinking?
We made it up to Michigan and picked up the second load headed for Houston and Juarez. On this trip, we went through St. Louis, and got a good view of the arch. It made me want to pee...what's up with that? Once we made our deliveries, we found a load of army humvees out of Ft Bliss,TX going to Nashville, TN. From there we loaded an ambulance in Alabama going up to Chicago. Then down to Georgia, Pennsylvania, New Hampshire and finally Bangor Maine, then home.
A couple of days later, John dropped me off at his friends house while he traveled to Poland for a week and then to Spokane, Washington for another week. He had two nieces graduating high school. Terry and his wife took good care of me and I enjoyed myself for the most part. Like last year, they didn't let me sleep in bed with them, or get up in the recliner either. One day, while Cecile was giving Dog (yes, that's his name) his pain medication, he spit out the pill. Well, since I was right there, and there was competition for anything edible, I snatched up the pill before anyone new what happened. Cecile called the vet hot line and they told her what to do to induce vomiting. well, after a day of throwing up, I realized drugs weren't all they are "cracked" up to be (sorry for the pun).
Also, while I was visiting, a friend brought two steak B.O.N.E.S. for me and dog. We were both enjoying them when dog decided to take a closer look at mine. After I was done with him, he was afraid to come into the room. I thought German Shepherds were tough. About the same time, Terry decided I had enough of the bone for one day. As he approached me I snarled at him. He growled right back at me. This went on briefly, until he finally growled loudest and ended up with the bone.
John came home a few days later and he and I are both glad to be back home back to our old routines. Freight still continues to be slow here in Maine. He has one more graduation in Virginia the end of June, so I'll be able to go to this one with him.
That's about all for now.
Hudson
