{"id":100,"date":"2012-08-27T14:27:25","date_gmt":"2012-08-27T18:27:25","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/wallyword.com\/?p=100"},"modified":"2012-08-27T14:27:25","modified_gmt":"2012-08-27T18:27:25","slug":"hudsons-view-the-dog-days","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/wallyword.com\/?p=100","title":{"rendered":"Hudson’s View – The Dog Days"},"content":{"rendered":"

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Yeah, these are the Dog Days of August alright. TS (which I think means Tiny Schnauzer) Eliot had it all wrong \u2013 August is the cruelest month<\/strong><\/em>, not April.\u00a0 Lots going on in my life\u2026well my master\u2019s life, in the month of August.<\/p>\n

If you\u2019ve read my bio (Who’s Hudson?<\/strong><\/em>), you\u2019ll know that I\u2019m the four-legged person that holds together this collection of lunatics known as \u201cthe family.\u201d While I\u2019ve only been with these guys just under a couple of years, it\u2019s clear that they\u2019d be in trouble without me.\u00a0 I get them going in the morning, bark at random moments during the evening, let them scratch me at anytime, tuck them in at bedtime, and other than that, pretty much snooze the day away \u2013 its well worth two squares and a few bones a day!<\/p>\n

However, this life isn\u2019t all liver and chicken parts (that\u2019s peaches and cream to you humans).\u00a0 We\u2019re a crowd of five (two parents and three puppies), but you would never know it \u2013 people are coming in an out all the time. Taking attendance is almost impossible here especially in the summer because everybody is doing something somewhere else. The puppies I mentioned – one lives in different state, another attends college in another state, and the other I see just a few days a week.\u00a0 Thankfully, the two older ones (the Rents) are pretty reliable and check in daily with me.<\/p>\n

August is cruel because it has the most activity. Its vacation time usually, so the crowd takes off leaving me with a dog sitter (thank goodness, she’s fun) – but of course not telling me until the luggage comes out. Boy, I hate when the luggage comes out! Then, its pandemonium while packing occurs and then they\u2019re out the door and gone for a week. They come home all tan (I’m browner, haha) thinking I\u2019m going to be their friend again, and overcompensate by lavishing me with attention and giving me more bones \u2013 shallow behavior, but no argument here.<\/p>\n

The college kid has been home all summer which is great. He\u2019s actually the real puppy in the family, so we have a lot in common. We both like to toss the ball, play hide & seek in the house and sleep on the couch. The bad news is he went back to school on Saturday and now I\u2019m basically left with the Rents.\u00a0 Sure, I cruise by his room daily hoping he\u2019ll show up, but it\u2019s looking like I\u2019ll have to wait for a holiday to see my buddy. Thank goodness one of the other puppies is around most times during the week so she and I can watch Top Chef<\/strong><\/em> together.<\/p>\n

Yep, August is cruel, but I\u2019m getting used to it though. The Rents are feeling guilty so they\u2019re paying me a lot of attention. I\u2019m getting loads of play time, some extra walks and probably a bone or two above my daily Weight Watchers Points allowance.<\/p>\n

But, hey\u2026I\u2019m worth it!\u00a0<\/strong><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

Yeah, these are the Dog Days of August alright. TS (which I think means Tiny Schnauzer) Eliot had it all wrong \u2013 August is the cruelest month, not April.\u00a0 Lots going on in my life\u2026well my master\u2019s life, in the month of August. If you\u2019ve read my bio (Who’s Hudson?), you\u2019ll know that I\u2019m the four-legged person that holds together… Read more »<\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"jetpack_post_was_ever_published":false,"_jetpack_newsletter_access":"","jetpack_publicize_message":"","jetpack_is_tweetstorm":false,"jetpack_publicize_feature_enabled":true,"jetpack_social_post_already_shared":false,"jetpack_social_options":{"image_generator_settings":{"template":"highway","enabled":false}}},"categories":[7,12,23],"tags":[],"jetpack_publicize_connections":[],"jetpack_featured_media_url":"","jetpack_sharing_enabled":true,"jetpack_shortlink":"https:\/\/wp.me\/p2Clfm-1C","_links":{"self":[{"href":"http:\/\/wallyword.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/100"}],"collection":[{"href":"http:\/\/wallyword.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"http:\/\/wallyword.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/wallyword.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/wallyword.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=100"}],"version-history":[{"count":2,"href":"http:\/\/wallyword.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/100\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":103,"href":"http:\/\/wallyword.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/100\/revisions\/103"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"http:\/\/wallyword.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=100"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/wallyword.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=100"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/wallyword.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=100"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}