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, we are waiting for a load so this seemed a good time to get caught up.
I need to clear one thing up from the last chronicle. I was told that all the windmills in California, I had mentioned, are not really to harness the wind for power. Apparently, they are all there to keep pushing California towards the continent, to keep if from floating away, in the event of an earthquake. We headed back out west after a few days home. I did have some time to play with Lily and Brody from next door. They don't play fair. They go in the deep snow, knowing that I can't. It's fun anyway.
We loaded a Jeep for California and the Machinery for Pennsylvania. Afterthat we found three other partials, all going out to California, starting in San Diego, and finishing out up North in Ukiah. We had a tractor going to Ukiah. Thecustomer lived 15 miles up a narrow winding road in the Mountains. It was beautiful, but had several narrow escapes on the many blind curves when cars came racing around the curve, not expecting a 75 foot tractor trailer taking up the road. We were going at a snails pace and the others were able to slow down and make it by.
We then went down to the Bay area where we had three days to visit with relatives. Everyone seemed glad to see me and they seemed to tolerate John. I was happy to see the dogs next door to John's Aunt. John went in to San Francisco with his cousin John to visit another cousin. He had invited them to an eviction party. Some apartments were being turned into condos so everyone in the building was being evicted.
The next Monday, we went to a small airport and loaded a fueling truck that was headed to Ohio. Then we loaded a tractor in Idaho for a friend back in Maine. We spent a few days running in and out of snow showers but it was an uneventful trip home.
While we were traveling through Nevada, we came upon an exit called Independence Valley. Like every other exit, it was in the middle of nowhere. The ironic thing about this exit was, the only thing at this exit was a prison. Someone has a sense of humor.
That's about all for now.
Hudson
