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,
Sorry it's been so long since our last update. The computer was being repaired and it took a month. Seems that IBM lost it for a while.
It's hard to remember where we left off...oh yeah, the beagle bash. After we returned home, we loaded a load for Seattle, WA. it was a pretty good trip until we hit snow in South Dakota. By the time we got to Billings, MT, it had gotten pretty bad so we shut down for the night. We had another oversize load so we couldn't go much farther anyway. Things were much better the next day and we were able to drive out of the storm after a few hundred miles.
We unloaded in Seattle on Tuesday and had a load lined up for the next day going back to Maine. It even paid well! It was too good to be true, the next day, the load got canceled. Three days later we found another load going back to South Dakota. The good news was that we were able to spend the weekend with John's sister and her family. I had fun seeing Maggie again. For a dog with no legs or tail, she can get around pretty well. John says Corgi's legs are short, I call them stubs.
I got a chance to go after a deer while I was out there. We were in the truck, I had just finished my dinner, and John's niece, Anne, came out to visit. As soon as she opened the door, there he was, a big buck! I flew Hudsonout the door and took off after him. I chased him into the woods where I proceeded to loose him. Slowpoke finally caught up to me and we went back to the house. I still have this thought that still bugs me, what if I treed him. I never thought to look up! Anyway, the big one got away. Now I sound like one of your fishermen.
After a nice weekend at the Heatons, we headed for Mitchell, SD, made our delivery, and reloaded in Rapid City, SD for Kansas City, Mo, and then reloaded in Peculiar, MO for Maine.
Have a happy Thanksgiving!
Hudson
