We have been heartbroken with our recent lose of Zeek and Bo. Dog/dogs belong in our family!! Peg texted a longtime bloodhound breeder in Central Texas. She has retired but is still getting referrals of bloodhounds who need to be rehomed. So we made contact with an owner who wanted to rehome her eight-month-old bloodhound. Last week we made the trip to Sealy to check out and pickup Bella. We found her outside chained to a tree. The good news is, she doesn't have heartworms and seems to only be a little flea bitten. Bella is a red colored little girl who, once she gets over her shyness, is a real sweetie. She's learning to go thru the doggie door, slowly, and can now sit, when she feels like doing it. Bloodhounds are known for their stubbornness. We need to set up some training and get her socialized but she needs to feel completely safe and comfortable with us first. In typical bloodhound fashion, she's messy, drools and slobbers all the time. Of course, none of this is meant to cause problems, but honestly, the frequency and abundance is ungodly!!! However, she knows at some level what's happened, and comes over and rubs and leans against her "victim" with as much love as she can give.
Lance, the bull, has been sold. We still have him but he's technically gone. Peg wants to get a Brangus bull. We are slowly making the transition from our old original herd to their progeny and don't want their daddy to be the papa of their offspring.
The corn has been harvested and the farmers are slowly beginning to get their fields ready for next year. The circle continues...