Marshall has had an itchy face for a long time. Sometimes he also licks some other random area for a few weeks, e.g. paw, leg… But since he has no coords, when he tries to scratch with a back leg he misses and when he tries with a front paw he claws himself very viciously. Early this year, the vet said to bath him weekly. They offered to do it for the first three weeks, because MARSHALL HATES BATHS
Somewhere around six thirty this morning, a Younger Human came downstairs (not really downstairs, just down the stairs, the house has two different ground-levels with stairs in the middle). Marshall jumped on her and she started scratching him. Then an Older Human called Marshall onto the bed. And so the weekend begins.
Got some new stuff on Sunday. Including a New Harness. We went to the Park to try it out.
It’s very red. The girl Younger Human says red isn’t my colour. She says I’m more blue and black, but that This Red is still Handsome.
Cutest pictures of Chloë the basset hound as an very young puppy (2015)
Got a new puppy. 8 weeks. One eighth bluetick, rest foxhound, looks like a bluetick. Male, called Marshall. See Project Marshall.
This is a a copy, or whatever it’s called, of one of the earlier posts on this blog (2018) that I’ve been updating but was hard to find.
The dogs (Marshall the one-eighth Bluetick Coonhound [racoon hunting hound] seven eighths English Foxhound who looks like a Bluetick and Chloë the basset) dealing with the coldest winter of their lives
Moz and I were finally taken back to the Wild today. We have been imprisoned in nice warm soft beds ever since the Disappearance of the Humans, followed by the Eternal Presence of Humans. Those were (and still are) some of the best months of my life: spending cold mornings curled up on a beanbag/someone’s bed/the old mattress we were given, especially when the beanbag was in front of the heater, with the Givers of Food and Belly Rubs always around. But it is still amazing to get out to the streets now, and now we can go into the Wild too!
FIRST WALK IN THE NATURE RESERVE! Yes! We haven’t been there since before the latest Disappearance of the Humans, before the start of the Eternal Presence of Humans. It was as exiting, if not more, than the First Walk in the streets after the Eternal Presence. (I’m not sure if I would say the Eternal Presence is over, but it’s not Eternal at the house, so I don’t care.)
This might seem a little cruel, but Marshall (1 eighth Bluetick, seven eighths Foxhound, looks like a Bluetick) was never hurt.
Some time this week we took the dogs for a walk while I rode my bike. We do this often, because Marshall can easily keep up (Chloë, the basset, just goes around the block). This time, my dad (the only on who can hold him) did something we’ve always wanted to teach Marshall to do with us: ride a bike
Just some lockdown pictures and random bits of information of and about the dogs – Chloë the Basset Hound and Marshall the exactly one-eighth Bluetick Coonhound (raccoon hound) and 7 eighths pure foxhound who looks exactly like a Bluetick.