This past holiday weekend we made the trek back to the farmstead. It’s always a big of a hassle to get out of town and start the drive. With two women and two dogs away from their house for 4 days…you can imagine the amount of stuff we have to bring with. To the wife’s credit she is getting better each time with the packing. She still takes a bit much for my taste, but it is significantly less than she would take when we first started our trips up there. We bring quite a bit of stuff for the dogs as well. We always bring them a bucket of food, which I think we’re going to stop doing. The Sarge seems to do fine with the food the folk’s give their dogs…he used to get some kind of tremors going on, but I think I’ve traced that back to nutrition. I’ll have to buy my folks a bag of food for their dogs once in awhile and we’ll be square.
The first obstacle once we got to the farm was how my dogs would interact with my mother’s new dog. Her last dog and Sarge had a bit of a conflict. For some reason the dog found it’s way into Sarge’s mouth pretty often…I’m pretty sure it had something to do with food and how much of a bully the dog was to Sarge when the Sarge was a puppy. I don’t think it was so much of a revenge mentality…but I think that started the tension, then the dog wandered in front of the Sarge’s food dish…that set him off and it was on like donkey kong. Read the rest of this entry »