The Hounds Keep Me Busy

Sunday morning, 57° and the sun is trying to peek around the neighbor's tree and over the Mule mountains. It was another great day here today with highs in the 80's and the AC never clicking on automatically since the windows were open all day today. I hope I never get to the point of taking this for granted. Walter had all of us up bright and early but even he slept in until 5:10am. Once Henry knows that food is on the way he is a ball of energy with his tail going a mile a minute.

A Month Of Heidi

When I picked up Heidi from Basset Rescue in June 2011, they thought she was a year and a half old but wasn't sure. They had rescued her from an animal shelter with no papers, and no idea what her age was. That estimate was from one of their vets during her initial check-up. So I unofficially put her birth date December 2009. In her recent annual check-ups since we have moved, the vets here think she is older than 11 years old. Compared to Stella who turned 11 years old this past summer, Heidi looks at least a couple of years older. Hard to say. I do know she moves slower, a little stiff when she stands after sleeping but can still do the .62 mile walk with Stella. She enjoys sniffing everything as we walk. The camera is never taken on those walks because they are on their own leash and I don't have enough hands to hold a camera. She has always been the perfect house dog. Here she is in the month of September 2020.

Hounds & A Dog Hang Out

I can't put my finger on it but for some reason I have been extremely lazy lately and that has rubbed off on the hounds and a dog. They have become just as lazy as I have. I check my vital signs on my iWatch, take my blood twice in a day and find nothing out of the ordinary. Has tv and radio media wore me down with political bullshit making me feel this way? Or is it the China virus  after seven months of more media bullshit? I even pulled out a bike the other day to go riding and turned around at the end of the block. Stella doesn't take walks everyday like she use to and Henry is just a bit to small to try the .62 mile walk.

Walter Turns Down A Walk

What dog doesn't like to take a walk? It was going to be Walter's first official walk with the retractable leash, with none of the hounds going with us. I needed to take Henry's stool sample over to the vet which is close enough for us to walk to. Walter never left the porch. I unclipped the leash and walked back to the side walk, telling him to come on. He turned and started sniffing the bottom of the front door to see if he could get inside.

Henry Goes Visiting

It took 12 minutes before I could write my first word on this blog post tonight. I was so mad I could have thrown Blogger through my computer if that were possible. In fact I am trying something entirely different putting this blog together tonight ... I am writing everything out and then TRY to insert the photos HOPEFULLY in the paragraphs I want. The problem is (1) Blogger froze after 5 minutes while trying to load photos into the post. (2) Blogger froze another 5 minutes while I tried a different way to work with my photos in their system. (3) Blogger froze again as I tried pulling the photos that were uploaded into their Blogger Library ... so I am trying this along with a different browser.

Photos From Yesterday & Today

It was right after I posted Sunday night that I remembered I had used my Nikon D3500 but forgot to download the photos. So, here is Henry yesterday playing with the favorite bone that he and Walter will play to get it. The bone is almost as long as Henry. This batch of photos on this post were taken with the same camera but I later used the Nikor 70-300mm lens. I did a few odds and ends today. Did not go anywhere and am so lazy right now that I might order groceries for delivery. (did ... should get them in a couple of hours)

A Lazy Sunday

A little after 6am ... hounds and the dog fed, coffee tastes great and 63° sitting on the patio. I told myself yesterday that routines were going to change starting today and they did. I think I fixed the spark plug wire that was popping off the spark plug in my 1959 VW Single Cab. At least the 10 mile test drive proved so. I took the 1964 VW Panel Van to Tractor Supply to buy a bag of dog food to add to my own inventory. Both old VWs ran great. Yet, as you will see below, there was a surprise today ... Henry Henry Henry.