Winter has a lot of negative effects on our property. As is the rite every Spring, we need to fix things broken, ground that has moved, fencing that has shifted, and other items. The maintenance of the coat of Jameson The Hundred Pound Dog (we have been calling him, more appropriately, the Jameson Experience) is among these tasks. No matter how hard we have tried in the past, this long haired mutt just has no hope when it comes to his long coat. We always wait until Spring to shave the mess of matted hair and dreadlocks that he accumulates over the Winter. That way we only have to do it once, and he doesn’t have to shiver when outside in the cold season. Before:
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Likely Dan’s dog Jameson would make short work of this little guy wearing red boots so that his feet don’t get hot on the asphalt.
Cross posted at LITGM
I don’t plan on staying up tonight for the results of today’s elections – I have some business to tend to, as well as a kid to get to and from band practice and some other errands to run. Life goes on up here behind the Cheddar Curtain.
But I will go out on a limb and make some predictions. I don’t really follow politics too much, so this is rather dart board type stuff, but lets see how I do. Please know that these aren’t necessarily my preferences, just how I think this will go down.
Prez – Captain Zero once again
Senate – D, barely
House – R, solidly
Jameson – will still enjoy treeing cats
Last night I reaped the benefits of social networking, facebook in particular.
We finally finished our house on the farm and moved there on Friday. Around 8pm on Sunday our dog started going nuts inside the house, running from window to window, fully on point. Yep, this guy – Jameson. You may remember him from previous posts – 1/2 Airedale, 1/4 Bouvier, and 1/4 everything else. He has become quite the farm dog.
My wife headed to the door to unleash the beast and as the words “DON’T” were exiting my mouth he was off to the races. And I mean off to the races. We have clocked him at over 25 miles per hour in our pickup truck.
I hadn’t seen the real reason he was so wound up but wanted to see before we let him loose, where my wife was simply concerned about her horses and wanted him to turn a coyote or whatever inside out. Sadly for us, I was right. It was a skunk that our dog promptly cornered. The results were predictable. He ran to my wife to alert her and rubbed on her, as well as our cars.
I had to laugh as my luck hasn’t been too great lately and posted the following on my facebook page:
My wife’s dog just got skunked. Fan f*cking tastic.
I always refer to Jameson as my wife’s dog – long running joke.
Anyways, I was reminded instantly that we are friends with horse and rural property owners, as within minutes of my little joke facebook post, cures for our woes started to pile in. Here is the one that we used, and the one that worked pretty well:
1 Quart of Hydrogen Peroxide.. 1/4 cup of Baking Soda// 1 teaspoon of liquid Soap.. Sponge the solutin on the dogl let it sit for 5 minutes.. Rinse off with warm water.. It must be made Fresh for each INCIDENT..(Mixing these ingredients and storing them in a closed bottle will result in an explosion).. So get a couple bottles.. do one bath tonight and another in the morning.. That should help.. Good Luck
It worked as well as we could hope for. It eliminated about 95% of the stench from the dog, and we also used the solution on the surrounding area where the skunk let go.
This was an unexpected surprise and reminded me that a lot of people know a lot of things. In this particular case it was a very useful thing.
Cross posted at LITGM.
Back on November 21 of last year we played our first game of Name That Breed. There were a lot of good guesses in the comments. Below is the subject, our dog Jameson.
Well, we had his DNA run at the vet and below the fold I will put the results.
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Rather than posting about sad subjects such as the imminent explosion of the supercommittee or Europe’s sovereign debt problems, I choose to start this Monday morning with a bleg of extreme importance. Below is Jameson, the dog, as a puppy. We got him from the humane society.
Below the fold, you can see a couple photos of him all growed up.
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