Coon Hound

Tonight as we walked to the dog park, Duke went crazy at a fence that had been flattened by Ike. He was all over it and was pulling hard on the leash. Just then a man in a pick up pulled up and told us to beware. There was a raccoon under that fence and it could have rabies. I pulled Duke along and we went on to the park.

Family Portrait

Today Starbuck's did the monthly dog wash and we were there early. Walgreen's pitched in donating $5 to the Humane Society for pictures. There are a lot of animals who lost their homes or are simply lost. They are doing everything they can to save them. Many of the rescue foundations moved dogs to San Antonio and are just now returning.
Duke has taken up a habit I should not have allowed. He puts his muzzle on the bed. Then his feet and slides his legs forward until only his hind quarters remain on the floor. He has to be caught then because soon he is laying down with those BIG BROWN eyes looking at you. Down! is one of those commands he would just as soon forget. Should he get into bed when I'm sleeping, he tends to take up more than half the bed laying on his side or he is at the foot stretched out on his belly.
In the picture where he is on the bench, you can just see a little bit of his tongue, one of his most endearing features

Family Portrait

After the Storm

I thought Duke was going to drive me crazy the last 13 days. By the time I got home from work, those days I went to work, and walked him it was dark. Too late for me to fix dinner.
Last Sunday as we were walking he spotted and started running after a collarless stray. Pretty dog but we couldn't get to it. You see about the time Duke started to run, the top button on my shorts slipped and they made a bee-line for the street. By the Grace of God, no one was there to catch it on a video phone and I am not on you-tube. Tring to hold on to ax excited dog and keep my shorts up was no easy task.

Pre-Ike Duke

We are waiting for the hurricane which is now forecast for an arrival within 48 hours or so. Duke has plenty of food. I don't. He was playing "keep away" tonight with his chew toy. He like to tease and show off, dropping the chunk of rawhide and dashing after it. Then it went under the chair. The look on his face was priceless. "OMG! Now what am I going to do?" He had his paws as far under the chair as he could get them and realized he couldn't get it. Now he is demanding attention so I have to go.

The Storm

Duke had an accident Saturday morning. I had gotten up at 4:30 to answer the call and Duke decided he needed to also. I heard this strange sound (the alarm clock?) and walked over to where Duke was standing and realized the power of suggestion was occuring. Poor puppy was licking it up. He almost got a playmate tonight as a loose dog came to the park with someone. The dog looked malnurished and scared. She would play with Duke but I was unable to catch her. I had brought treats to the park but they had been eaten by the time she appeared. Hope she is safe.

Peace

Duke has been relatively quiet the past few days. I found where he had chewed the electrical cord again but no chance of electricution. There was a new dog he played with a long time tonight at the dog park. Is this the calm before the storm?