The puppies were worn out after playing at the beach yesterday. One of them curled up next to Cloud for a nap while Cloud kept watch over her.

I finally got around to fixing the links at the top of my home page for Facebook and instagram. We don’t have internet access here at the end of the road and sometimes I can’t get stuff to post here but I can usually get it to go there.

Sometimes I push the button on the steering wheel and say call mom while I’m running down the road with the dogs in the truck, Buttercup listening to the voice she knows coming through the speakers. I can’t talk standing still.

Spend my days doing chores and taking care of puppies, walking dogs down by the river and trapping gophers and going to work. Get home late. Sometimes when I’m leaving for work and can’t find my phone and it’s then I realize I left it at work last night. Doesn’t work well for me to carry a phone.

When you’re coming to visit and see the puppies I’ll make sure I have it with me, google maps sometimes gets you lost out here. Otherwise if you are trying to call me or wanting me to call you back there’s a good chance I’m going to let you down.

“I think my job a lot of times is to make a dogs life better by training them, taking care of them, raising them properly, sending them to good homes. But if I’m honest, they definitely make my life better more often than I do anything for them.”

I’m done with work for the week and ready to load up the dogs and go home to our farm at the end of the road but there’s a big storm sweeping in from the plains. Maybe it’s best to wait it out instead of taking a chance on ending up in the ditch someplace late at night with a truck full of dogs.

Next best thing is to stay up and watch dog videos on the computer. I’m not a duck hunter but this film puts words to a lot of things I didn’t know how to say.

The River Bottom Beagles are a working pack. We spend all the cooler months in the woods chasing snowshoe hare.