National and Johnny Trotter

It'll be a busy day. First, I'll be getting up at 6:45 so that I can load dogs and be to Ft. Custer by 8am. The hardest part of that sequence? I have to un-jack the truck. I do seriously hope that I remember to take the jack out BEFORE I drive away. Here's to a good memory.

So anyway, if you want me to be a little soft, I can tell you about Trotter/Carson/Clyde. He's a full brother to Brew and Sosa. I got the 3 of them last January. They were all a little thin and confused, but Trotter was afraid of everything. He was frightened almost to the point of aggression. If you let him out in the yard, there was no way to catch him again unless you could literally corner him.....he acted completely feral. He barked AT people if they walked towards him and he paced constantly. He was hardly tolerant of other males and was just a general mess. He went directly to my dad's house for socialization. SIX MONTHS LATER- Trotter is a free drop-able, hug-able, sociable, fun lovin' guy! I was SO impressed today! We ran a mile and he has never looked so good. Before and after the run, he was running loose around the yard like a wild man (the best kind of wild man) and then I let Brewer loose and they got along great. The jury is still out on his official name...he came to me as Noah, and I originally switched it to Carson, but decided against it, so that was changed to Clyde, but then semi switched to Johnny Trotter (get it? like johnny walker?). Annnnway- check back for more updates on Trotter and his brothers.

Speaking of the boys...Brewer broke his chain tonight :-/ I had no where near the amount of patience needed to go down there in the dark and use pliers to unfasten the quicklink, so I put him a kennel. Okay, so it's a really smallll kennel...the smallest one we have...but it was vacant and, like I said, I was feeling none to patient at 8pm when he came winging up through the yard, grinnin' like a fool. He's barking his head off as we speak (because he hates kennels, no matter the size), but I'm pretty sure he'll live until tomorrow morning. Crazy mutt.

The National part is the best. I'm finally switching dog food. I'll be picking up a few bags tomorrow afternoon to see how the hounds do on it. I can officially say that I feed GOOD food. I FEED NATIONAL.