The Inn on Downing Road

Well the blog has been a bit quiet lately so I thought I would jump in and get the ball rolling again. I know that Katie is busy with her new life in Wichita. Beth is busy getting Jacob going on his new education path. Andy too is starting a new education and career path. I am starting to see pattern here. The rest of us are trudging along I think.

I will share a bit of what life has been like for us the past few weeks and that will get the momentum for others to share their stories, hint hint.

Well it all started in July when I was on my way to work, just your average hot Wednesday morning. Anyway in the road I saw this beagle dog just wandering around in the road looking lost and confused, so I stopped. She was whimpering hesitant to come to me but finally did. I called John and told him what was happening. He was like "and you want me to do what?" So I told him to come, which he did bringing a leash, collar, and dog food. We got her in the truck and he took her home. I went to work---as luck would have it my first client didn't show up and didn't call. Anyway John called me a few hours later. He said he had to give her a bath(they were both thrilled). She smelled like the creek and she was infested with ticks. He said the inside of her ears were coated and it was the most disgusting thing he ever saw. Well we pulled 62 ticks off her head and back just in one sitting and that was after the bath. The ears had to be treated to kill the ticks. We called vets, posted her on a lost/found dog website, called rescue groups and put up found dog fliers, no responses. We finally took her to the vet, got her checked for heart worms, vaccinated and spayed. She lives in the basement and is pretty quiet. We have to walk her as she is small and can fit through the pickets of our vinyl fence. Ok surely we can deal with finding a home for one small beagle...oh if only it was only one small beagle.
On Tuesday morning John went for his morning walk up 188th Street when out of nowhere appears this dog, jumping at him and dancing around as if to say"look at me, look at me. I've been waiting for you Alpha John." Well John ignored him and continued on his way hoping the dog would lose interest and go on his merry way,no such luck. Finally John gave up and returned home, unfortunately with Loco Puppy, as we call him, happily following. Well this guy just made himself at home in the backyard on the lower patio by the doors to John's workshop. We thought once again that if we ignored him he would continue on his "walk about" and that would be that, but no he stayed. So John had to build a pen for him in one of the open sheds and now our day consists of putting Loco Puppy in the shed, let Annie and Jack out in their yard, bring Annie and Jack in, walk Trixie, bring Trixie in, let Loco Puppy out to be a free dog. That is life at The Inn on Downing Road, aka The Zoo. So what is new with the rest of you?