I’ve been traveling a lot lately and haven’t run the dogs at the lake for several weeks. Perhaps the wait made this morning one of our best jaunts to Melton Hill in a while.
I’ve heard this expression often. Last weekend was the first time I saw it firsthand.
“I like all dogs, but I’m a beagle man,” he said, pausing to spit out the window of his pickup. In the truck’s bed, there was a dog crate that I’m pretty sure had a beagle or two bumbling around in it. They were quiet, but my dogs were freaking out and seemed to sense […]
sunrise.jpg Originally uploaded by Suffering the Benz. Gilligan retrieves a stick out of Melton Hill Lake at daybreak on a beautiful spring morning. Gilligan has turned out to be even more of a water dog than Xena. She prefers to wait for him to return with the stick, then she jumps him in shallow water […]
After reading an article in the most-excellent Tuft’s publication, Your Dog, I decided to put Xena on a new food that’s designed to help dogs with arthritis. It’s called Hill’s Prescription Diet Canine J/D.
ozzy_xena.jpg Originally uploaded by Suffering the Benz. Xena and Ozzy hang out on the back deck, looking for trouble to get into. Based on the debris strewn across the backyard, I’d say they found it. They love to do hit and run missions on the garbage can, taking whatever they can pull out to the […]
mully_sydney3.jpg Originally uploaded by Suffering the Benz. Poor Mully suffers not only the indiginity of being bathed in a sink, but also knowing that his worthy nemesis, Sydney the Cockatoo, is just a few feet away, leering at the whole process. Syndey and Mully hate each other with a vengeance that is truly amusing. Syd […]
gilligan_at_rest.jpg Originally uploaded by Suffering the Benz. Gilligan dozes after a morning of running amok.
A few friends of ours, Gary and Elaine, have been working to help pets who were separated from their owners in Hurricane Katrina. The dynamic duo left Pittsburgh last Saturday en route to Mississippi and stopped at our place in Knoxville for a rest before continuing on to Mississippi.
While I was on the West Coast for a business trip, our resident yappy dog, Mully, apparently decided to run headlong down the driveway and throw himself in front of a car. Somehow, miraculously, he survived. It’s the first time one of my dogs has been hit by a car. Hope it’s the last.