Different Hounds Different Personalities

Nothing was more evident about basset hounds being different from bloodhounds than this morning. The word 'hounds' is about the only thing they have in common. With a wind chill of 35° this morning Heidi wasn't moving from her Marmot sleeping bag while Sadie and Stella walked, wrestled and then wanted a ride.

Where's The Snow?

Wunderground had today's forecast big on snow in this area. Then as I looked closer it was saying ~<1" ...

Yet when we stepped outside this morning it felt cold enough to snow and luckily there was no wind to make it feel colder.

So far I have not noticed the time change, for me or the hounds. Setting their time for lunch last spring at the time change was a good move. It is basically stays the same for them year round.

I have had a few readers ask me if Heidi is okay or where's Heidi ... It's below her 70° threshold so she has moved back into her normal winter hibernation spot ... my my Marmot sleeping bag. It looks like she has taken ownership of that bag.

Of course nothing bothers Sadie. It doesn't matter what the weather is, all she wants is her walk. Lately she is becoming more and more demanding, if that is possible. She is willing to sit for longer periods of time, giving me 'her stare' until we go.

I could tell by the pace that Stella was doing to start the walk, that she would not be coming with us today. She was walking in slow motion while Sadie had already moved ahead of us.

I was beginning to wonder if I would be walking alone today when I saw that both of them were lagging behind my pace. My pace is not fast but that did not matter to them. Today was added protein day. I hate that habit but they are hounds and all dogs eat gross stuff at times.

Before I knew it, Sadie had charged up near me on the run and then curled back to some points of interest. She always likes to run up and hit my knee or leg with her nose just to let me know that she is back.

I set my lens at 50mm so I could take the a picture of what I actually see when I looked backed at Stella. She is right of center in the picture, if you have a hard time finding her. This gives you an idea how far out in front Sadie and I are.

Sadie was her normal excited self during the walk. It felt like a Monday to me and by the time we got to this point of the walk I had seen one single small snow flake dropping from the sky. Just one.

At first I thought Stella was going to make a run for it to catch up to us. It looked like it for a couple of her steps but she stopped when she found something. I knew then she would not be coming with us today. I was guessing we would see her over by the neighbors' woods on our way back. It's good for her to do her own thing as long as she is not near the highway (100')

The air was crisp, not as cold as you would think at 35°, but it kind of felt like it could snow. It will be interesting to see how today's forecast will play out. The hounds and I both need our food replenished, so no matter what the weather is going to be, I am going out to grocery shop and buy dog food.

As I near the back edge of the field Sadie has not moved to far from the spot pictured above. I catch her through my zoomed lens chomping down on something. I hate to think what it might be.

Once again within a minute of taking that picture, she came running up around me, slowing down from her full out sprint.

I think I am seeing a little weight loss for her and that's a good thing. At her age and breed I have to watch her weight as she gets older. The vet told me she was in great shape for an 'almost 9 year old'. He remembers checking her when she was 6 weeks old. I didn't bring her home until she was 12 weeks old.

As I made the final turn on the path to return home I glanced along the horizon. Since I don't wear my glasses while walk due to them getting in the way as I look through the camera viewfinder so I have to squint to see if I can find Stella. A lens at 200mm always helps me find her.

She was right where I expected she would be, around the woods behind the neighbor's house. Luckily she was more towards the field instead of the highway.

When I called her name she raised her head and started walking toward Sadie and I. Today Sadie did not have to run after her. She continued to walk and made it all the way to us, without me having to use a leash. That's pretty good for her.

That did not mean she would walk with Sadie and I back to the house. Don't be fooled by her. There were still things she wanted to check out and may have missed the first time when she started her walk.

Once again I set the lens at 50mm to give you a better idea how far away she is as Sadie and I get close to the house.

This was taken from the corner of the house. Sadie and I both went inside. I was pretty sure based on past experience that she would come to the door wanting in within the next ten minutes.

Sadie made one last look to see where Stella was.

I hear the splashing of wet pavement from passing traffic on the highway. Winds have shifted from the east, which is very rare to get winds from that direction. My iPhone weather app tells me it 'feels like' 27° and that crazy snow icon is stretched across the rest of the day.

One of my blog readers that I found through my Wordpress blog, has a Basset Hound and a Pyrenees. Her Basset Hound did not have skin issues like Heidi but her Pyrenees did. She told me that after a week of feeding Rachael Ray's Basic 6 kibble, her skin cleared up. She also added some coconut oil 2x per week.

So that is the food I am going to buy for Heidi today. I haven't tried that food yet and the way I see Heidi' has nothing to lose and everything to gain by trying it. I was looking through pictures of her taken this time last year and she looks exactly the same. Although her skin issues have stabilized these past couple of years you can still see slight changes of irritation based on what season it is.

Stella's coat has become very soft after 16 days on the SportMix kibble I bought. It is manufactured by Earthborn and is sold just a half mile from my house at the hardware store. I'll buy a 40# bag today for Sadie and Stella. Sadie has the softest coat of all of them and has never had skin issues.

Other than the shopping run, nothing else planned but staying inside and keeping warm. I have a couple of new books I want to start and one older one I want to finish.

Very light snow is falling now here in 'the tropics' of southern Indiana as I post this.

He's Feisty Today - Must Be Feeling Better

"He is your friend, your partner, your defender, your dog. You are his life, his love and leader. He will be yours, faithful and true, to the last beat of his heart. You owe it to him to be worthy of such devotion"

Author:  Unknown

I have had that on a small piece of paper, on my refrigerator held by a small magnet. It has been there for more than 10 years at least, maybe even longer than 15 years. I have always believed what that said, consequently there are many times I don't do something because it wasn't the best for any of the hounds I have or had.

Last week I received an email telling me to take Winston's recovery hour by hour and notice any improvements he made. That suggestion has helped me a lot in getting through the dim periods. There have not been many, if only a couple of dim periods due to the little things he does in his recovery, still that "hour by hour" mentality is a good one.

Even though I was excited about seeing his right leg bent around 11:34am today. I also took the leg and gently flexed it in a normal range of motion without any yelping from Winston -- no sign of pain while I did that. There was other excitement though from Sadie and Stella. It wasn't quite noon.

Only 4-1/2 hours after their last meal, they were more excited about getting me to serve them lunch about an hour early and BEFORE noon. They both like Winston but when you are talking food, then everything else stops. This is the look Sadie and Stella will give me before Stella starts her howling if I don't respond with food.

It was a restless afternoon for Winston. Highly active, wanting out of that gated area. He didn't want on the couch, nor on the floor and not in his bed area. He wanted outside and went outside about every 30 minutes for almost 2 hours. Luckily it was a beautiful day, sunny, no wind, cool temps but warm enough to melt the frost on the grass.

Finally Winston takes me out to the far edge of the field. He was still showing the 'walking motion' with this rear legs as we headed toward the back of the field. I knew what he wanted. Around the spot he chose, nothing happened with me holding him with the harness. So I decided "what's a couple of feet of scooting really going to do?"

He went about a foot in distance, rowing with this right rear paw on the ground ... getting done what he has been trying to do all morning.

Back inside he was still whining a little. I think he was feeling that good today and wanted to take off wandering outside. Instead I pulled out my Marmot sleeping back and threw it over the top of him. I think it's his favorite blanket. He moved himself deep inside and went to sleep. No gate was needed.

After another trip outside ... it was a quick one as he only went the gravel driveway ... he came back and was pretty happy that I had let him use my sleeping bag again. No gate now and he stayed around, but it's the sleeping bag doing that. He would move around a different couple of positions. His last one put him outside the bag ... but he was happy to get back under with my help. He slept for quite a while in that position.

My barricade is still working okay. It's a baby gate in front just leaning again the corner of the wall and my portable heater which is not turned on. Next to that is a box with a DVD recorder inside that I bought but haven't used. Behind those sides I sat two 15# dumbbells to hold them because had figured out if he nosed his way between the box and heater he was on the highway to freedom. So far the dumbbells have prevented that.

It wasn't a few hours later and I hear noise coming from his area of the living room. He decided he had enough of sleep and wanted to move around. I take this restlessness as a sign of healing. He has never been this confined this long since he was a 8 week old puppy. I am guessing the more he wanted to "walk" the better he feels and the closer we are to him standing on his rear legs.

From this photo, I carried him to the couch. For the first time I can remember he laid on his RIGHT SIDE and has been sleeping every since, submerged between two Mexican blankets.

The weather was great today in the "tropics" of Southern Indiana.