23 Feb 2016
Archive for Eco Tours
08 Jul 2013
It all started a long long time ago, actually it was this morning while driving to work but a story sounds much better if it was a long long time ago so we will stick with that. Anyhow, I was driving my chariot to work when I noticed a rather large snapping turtle in the middle of the road. A sea turtle might make a better story but that might be hard to believe since I live on a lake and not close to the ocean.
Back to the story….so I saw a turtle in the road and felt the need to save it before it became road kill. Now I’m not some sort of saint or anything, I made the turtle get undressed for some nude photos before and during it’s lol rescue. Like I’ve seen done before, I tried to get it to bite a piece of wood so I could have it hold on while I grab it by it’s tail and carry it to safety. The turtle was laughing at my efforts and I’m pretty sure calling me some nasty names since it would attack the wood rather violently but never latch on long enough for me to pick her up by her tail.
Noticing a neighbor walking up the street who is a retired cop, I figured he must have some experience with animals in the road or at least direct traffic so the turtle and me don’t get run over. Over the next 10-15 minutes we tried everything until we just took two boards and pushed the turtle across the road to safety. Note-it’s easier to push a large turtle across a road on it’s shell/back than when they are able to grab the road with their massage claws!
Looking back, I have no doubt I saved the turtle from getting run over but I’m not sure if we put her on the side of the road she wanted to be on. Oh well, I guess it’s a 50/50 chance…. I searched Youtube for a proper method of moving snapping turtles and found the following video, it’s a little insane since the guy teaches you how to carry them by their belly but worth a look at if you want to save one or bring one home alive for turtle soup.
25 Apr 2013
08 Jun 2011
When I go kayaking he is often with me, the same goes for when I travel for work, hike, and just about anything else I do. But, he has separation anxiety and I can not leave him at home without him destroying it or freaking out if he’s in a crate. Lately, all of my once friendly neighbors claim that he barks from when I leave in the morning until I return in the evening. Since it’s way to hot to leave him in my truck during the day and I can’t leave him at home……and doggy prozac doesn’t work I had to give him up. Yesterday was sort of the straw that broke the camel’s back, I left him at home and got a text from my neighbor who couldn’t take the barking anymore. I returned home but parked down my street to witness the barking first hand. My neighbors were correct, he barks non stop and you can hear him 100 yards away like has has a fucking mega phone.
I loaded him into the truck and went to work calling shelters between stops. Most of them were very friendly until I mentioned his issues and then they wanted nothing to do with the dog. My dreams of placing him with a nice older couple or someone that never leaves their home started to fade quickly. After an hour or so I found a shelter in Boston that was willing to take him and they never asked why I was giving him up…..I never offered up the reason either. My dreams of him living out a good life were once again floating around in my head!
So, I’m sitting in this nice “surrender room” with my dog and I can’t even look at him while the nice lady is going on and on about them being a no kill shelter (a sales pitch to hit me up for a nice donation I think). About 5 minutes into the process she asks that dreaded question “why are you giving up your dog” honest me fessed up about the separation anxiety…..mistake! Her nice attitude changed to a cold “we might not have room for your dog”. So I said “no no no, I called ahead to make sure you have room”. She said that she would check with her boss and returned with they can not take my dog as a dog for adoption but would be happy to take him in as a kill dog (they use a nicer term). She went on and on about how it’s next to impossible to place dogs with separation anxiety and even if people take them they return them.
Talk about being boxed in a corner! If I leave him he goes to doggy heaven, if I take him home and leave him there my neighbors will burn down my house or call the police, if I continue to take him to work in the summer heat he will die in my truck. Doggy daycare is out since I can’t afford it. In the end I left him at the shelter, hence the title “I Killed My Touring and Travel Companion”.
RIP “Thunder” 2003-2011
25 Nov 2009
A few turkey pictures.
10 Nov 2009
A few random pictures of New England in November of 2009.
07 Nov 2009
I’ll actually write something here later, just needed to post a couple pictures so I could hot link them.
09 Nov 2008
This week we adopted a 3 year old Weimaraner dog that will enjoy our active lifestyle exploring parks and state forests. “Thunder” was rescued by a young family in southern Rhode Island and due to some hardships they let my family have her. Seeing Thunder’s previous owner cry when he gave him up was a clue that our new Weimaraner was going to melt our heart as well.
Prior to adoption a Weimaraner I spent a bunch of time researching the breed on the internet. I found and joined a Weimaraner Forum that helps me with all of my questions regarding the breed. If you are interested in the breed and have questions about Weimaraners sign up on the forum and people from all over the world will answer all of your questions.
Over the past two days our new Weimaraner has toured the state forest in Foxboro MA and Castle Island in Boston MA. Along with his Eco Tours he gets plenty of walks up and down our street, our kids just love him!