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,
John and I have been traveling back and forth to the Midwest since the last update. A good part of the freight has been construction equipment and farm equipment coming back to Maine. John has had to find freight to get out so he can pick up the machinery to bring back home. We have been in Chicago three times this past month. While at a traffic light in Chicago, we watched a man talking and yelling at nobody in particular as he walked. He then walked up to a telephone pole, bowed to it, circled it twice and finally gave it a kung-fu kick. He then bowed again and moved on. The light turned green and we moved on. And you humans say that we act weird!
On the second trip, we were in Toledo, OH on our way to Chicago. John stopped at a grocery store to stock up. After we had dinner he decided that it was a good place to sleep. Well, about 12:30 in the morning, we were jolted awake. Another truck was parking next to us when his trailer hit the corner of our trailer. The other driver and John were outside for a while taking pictures and filling out paperwork. The other driver was sorry and he and John both laughed at the fact that the parking lot was empty and he was still able to run into our trailer.
On our last trip, we had a piece of farm machinery that we loaded in Illinois that was coming back to Maine. It was oversized so John had to get special permits for it. We loaded it on Friday afternoon and we had some of the permits, but not all. Ohio was one we were missing. There is restricted travel with oversized loads. Weekend travel and night time travel are restricted in some states. We could make it as far as the Pennsylvania line before we had to shut down until Monday. John decided that since we were taking back roads across Ohio, and it was cold and rainy, and snowy, that it was worth risking the trip across without the permit. Well...we made it 230 miles without seeing any kind of police until we passed a rest area that had a commercial vehicle enforcement vehicle inside. I didn't care, but John quickly became quite nervous. Another driver said, on the CB radio, that the van was coming out of the rest area. Well, John spent more time watching his mirrors than watching the road ahead of him. Anyway, we made it the last 15 miles to the truckstop and didn't get caught.
Along with hauling freight we have started hauling Beagles. As luck would have it, John has been home twice when volunteers were needed. Two weeks ago we took Snoopy up to Lancaster, NH, where he was eventually headed to his foster home in Vermont. I didn't know how the trip was goingHudson to go so I told John to ask a friend if his daughter would like to go along and watch us while he drove. Kayla was a great help and both she and Snoopy and John behaved well. We then helped transport Lucy, Shadow, and Tidbit down to Massachusetts where they were eventually headed to new homes. John's niece came up with a catchy slogan,"deliver this day, our daily dog". I bet we could fit about 50 crates on John's trailer. Maybe I can talk him into specializing.
It is amazing how much effort goes into coordinating these transports. It's nice to be able to give back a small fraction for what we have both received from B.O.N.E.S.
That wraps it up for now.
Hudson
