Mr. Buddylee has been testing a new product to clear up “Bassethound red eye”. The initial results are in and Viseen clears the redness, but it seems to enlarge the pup’s pupils. The Happy Hound will try it for several more days, but if his eyes get any larger, we may have to just accept Mr. B’s big, beautiful, brown, bloodshot eyes.
(the bulging googly eyes are not Photoshopped — good dog, Mr. B!)
Three guys try to get Mr. Buddylee to pose for a group shot. Wagon Hill Farm, Durham, New Hampshire is one of the Happy Hound’s favorite walking destinations. Uncle Rick and Cousin Dan are two of his favorite people, but all three of the humans in the photo are unsuccessful in getting the Dog to reposition himself. Despite the laser focus of three sets of eyes, the stubborn hound remains anchored in his position.
Riverside Drive has an amazing gravitational pull, only felt by our adorable Bassethound. Street traffic is sparse, but we still worry about Mr. Buddylee roaming the neighborhood. One minute he is relaxed and sunning himself in the yard, the next minute he’s making his escape, always looking back over his shoulder as he exits the yard. He is obviously sneaking away and knows it! Lyn, Jon and I are pre-occupied with picking Loquats, the tree is filled with an abundance of plump fruit. These Japanese Plums are usually ready in early Spring and their flavor is a mix of peach, citrus and mild mango. Mr. Buddylee is not a fan of the crop so he’s off to discover other tasty treats.
Last weekend Mr. Buddylee found out that the Dragon Boaters who team up to power a 22 person long boat, like very long dogs. We were on the Homosassa River early in the AM and there were already hundreds of rowers and their families getting ready for the day long race competition. We “missed the boat” by not creating a dragon mask for the Happy Hound. He has the long body and tail but was missing the fire shooting nostrils. We will be better prepared next year. Cheers to Buddylee’s friend, Dieter, who did a great job of organizing the event.
Mr. Buddylee visited a local event several days ago in Dunnellon, Florida: Cracker Weekend:Life as a Florida Pioneer. To the Happy Hound it wasn’t the spinner of yarn that was fascinating, it was the yarn source. He was wondering how long it would take before the angora rabbit would lose his fury coat? And more importantly, was there a second angora source waiting in the wings?
“How many animals can you find in this picture?” Who remembers that sentence from their childhood? Can you locate all the puppy dogs in this photo? Mr. Buddylee’s neighbor, Ted, is taking the youngest of his family of Maltepoos for their first bike ride around the block. Buddy and friend ZuZU (the flying pup) may not have been happy sharing the attention, but it was fun capturing this lively group. So, how many canines did you find?
Winter is coming, Winter is coming. Portsmouth New Hampshire is still an active seaport. Granite State Minerals has been in Portsmouth since 1959, importing road sand and salt for the rough New England winters. This yard loads up with the newly formed mountains starting in early October. The photos are all taken within 200 yards of the center of town and Mr. Buddylee walks past this location several times a week. Be sure to click HERE to see other views. The 26 ton, 181 meter cargo ship was built in Japan, owned by Greeks and registered in the Bahamas.
On his regular weekend walk, Buddylee met a friendly black lab mix named Gus, PLEASE CLICK HERE. After 45 seconds our Happy Hound usually begins a welcome howl and encourages joint participation. Gus responded to the invitation by singing with Bud for over a minute. According to Gus’s companion, during their 6 years together the dog has only howled a couple of times and she hadn’t heard the joyful sound in 3 years. The 3 “pooch parents” couldn’t stop laughing.
One day later, during Bud’s downtown walk, a 6 year old ran over to pat Mr. Buddylee. The parent apologized for her child approaching so abruptly, but quickly asked if she could photograph BL with her son. The Mom told me he had been terrified of dogs all his life and this positive “Buddylee moment” was amazing. We love our Hound!
Mr. Buddylee takes 5 minutes to rest and reflect at a bench that pays tribute to the thriving Italian community that populated the North end of Portsmouth during the early 1900′s. At the end of his brief rest, several admirers walked by and couldn’t resist a photo opportunity with the Happy Hound. If we could capture the enthusiasm and smiles that Buddylee attracts during his daily adventures, and dispense it as needed we would have a miracle product (never seen on TV).