Busy time and I did not fancy a 40-minute (each-way) run to our usual (and trusted) vets in Pembroke. Though we do not travel that stretch of Rte 11 often we had seen ‘Cocheco Veterinary Hospital’ a few times on the rare occasions we do sail by. Definitely closer. So, we called and made an appointment.
Sure glad we did. Very positive, uplifting experience from start-to-finish. Very friendly, very professional, very caring. All good. Decent (not outlandish) prices too. That was a bonus. I am sold. No reason to hike to Pembroke — and they, when required, will make house calls. That is good to know.
Very impressed with Dr. Ring. The epitome of what you expect a dream vet to be! She took her time. Let Braxton get used to her.
Braxton LIKED the place. Did not growl. Let them touch him. Never seen him that mellow and trusting with strangers. The place has good vibes. You can see that they have thought things out. The reception area is HUGE — very open and uncluttered. Puts dogs at ease. They can look around and see empty, unthreatening space. Very clever.
Well, you probably worked it out. Definitely two thumbs and two paws up. We will be going back — but, hopefully, not too soon and not too often.
But, if you need a local vet, sure give them a try. You will not regret it.
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Attribution WILL be enforced.
Taking the dogs to the Alton McDonald’s (at the circle) for their respective birthdays, May 15 & July 20, has now been a firm tradition for at least 11-years (methinks). Started with Ulysses when we moved to Alton in 2007. It has continued with Maya and Braxton.
Braxton, being your quintessential British hunting dog, like the Queen, has an OFFICIAL birthday — July 20 (which was Deanna’s father’s birthday). But, alas, unlike the Queen he doesn’t have a real birthday. Given that he is our rescue dog nobody knows for sure when he was born. They think it was around the 3rd week in July.
This year, i.e., 2019, we added ice cream to the menu. Maya is more fond of it than Braxton. Braxton likes his customized cheeseburgers. Given how hot it was today the ice creams were good for them.
It is not the only time we take them to this McDonald’s. They get to go on a fairly regular basis. They know the routine when we get there. They each get two plain cheeseburgers and whatever buns I do not eat. No fries. They are happy.
It is fun. Teischan enjoys it as much as the dogs and, of course, she gets food and ice cream too. So, she does better than the dogs. She is the one that keeps track of these birthdays.
So, both their birthdays in 2019 are done.
Search ‘Braxton’ & ‘Maya’.
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Today for the first time I had ‘Auto Pause’ enabled on my Garmin Fenix 5 Plus. I went for one of my usual runs — with my two dogs (Golden & Harrier) who do like to stop OFTEN. So, yes, auto pause was kicking in and off — quite often.
This is a run I do, on average twice a week, and have done so for nearly a year. I have run it while wearing: Garmin Vivoactive 3, Fitbit Ionic, Garmin Fenix 5, Garmin Fenix 5 Plus & Polar Vantage V. So, I know what the distances are and do so across multiple watches. I also do this run most of the times with the dogs.
Thus, the only change today was ‘auto pause’. I get to the driveway of my friends’ — and you can see the little squille (top right) when I detoured to see them on a prior run. The GPS reading should have been around 1.6 miles. Today, it was not. Close to 1.5. That was wrong. I ran to my usual 1.75 point. It read 1.6! I ran further. This was further than I have ever run on this route before. I got to 1.65 miles. I gave up. Turned around. I knew I had done 1.75+ miles.
Came home. Didn’t make any detours. Straight back and you can see that. When I got home it read 3.53 miles!
I had turned around 1.65 miles. 1.65 x 2 is 3.3 NOT 3.53.
So, obviously GPS was catching up on the way back.
NOT AMUSED. Turned auto pause off. Screw that for a game of checkers.
Given that our Braxton is a beagle-on-steroids I kind of felt a kinship. I know that beagles can roam and that we have been lucky with Braxton — though much of that has to do with me tiring him out with regular 3.4+ mile runs.
So, I was THINKING about going and looking for this lost beagle. I was going to go into the woods.
So, I wanted to see how long it had been missing. What I saw — which you can too — blew me AWAY.
May 10, 2005.
If somebody stole it, it would not be alive as yet. That was 13-years ago and that looks like a 2-year old Beagle. So, it would be 15-years old. Lifespan of a Beagle is 12 – 15 years. So, this is BIT late to be offering a reward for a Beagle that went missing 13-years ago!
Typo? But, BOTH May & the year.
This is sick …
If it is a TYPO, not unknown in the ‘The Baysider’, ‘they’ have surpassed themselves.
But, I have a hunch that this is a joke. Why?
Because we also have the “or write”! This is 2018 (not 2005). They provide an e-mail & a phone number and then say … WRITE … but give no last name.
Strange and maybe very sick.
Search ‘Trump’ & ‘Braxton’.