Thursday, March 15, 2007


Since my blog address is mark3kidsandadog, I thought I'd do a post about our dog. Shortly after Anika was born, we put our dog, Daisy, a Redbone Hound, to sleep because she had a large tumor under her armpit which turned out to be a cancerous tumor of her blood vessels. It was very sad. She was in a lot of pain and well, the rest of the story is history. Well, we decided not to get another dog for awhile. With two young kid- and a brand new house, it just wasn't the right time. We figured someday down the road, we would get another dog. After my Dad got Sadie a few years ago, we started thinking more about it. Sadie is SUCH a good dog and the kiddos just love her.

So last October, Mark was browsing through the local paper and he came across an ad for Redbone Hound puppies. We had always said we would get a Boxer or another Redbone Hound (I was partial to Boxers since Daisy was not a very intelligent dog, in fact, she probably could have used some antianxiety medication). There were only 2 puppies left, but we decided to look anyway. We were skeptical. Redbone Hound dogs are used for hunting large animals, and well, we live in Idaho so who knows what kind of a person we would be dealing with. What kind of conditions would we find this dog to be living in? What were the parents like?

We were happy to discover the owner was a very pleasant fellow who lived in a clean house and obviously took good care of all the dogs. Whew! There were 2 puppies left, but he wanted to keep one as she was receiving medication. So, there he was, the one male puppy. He was a bit bigger than the female. We let him out of his little play area and interacted with him a bit. He walked around and sniffed everything around him. He seemed playful, but not crazy. When we asked the owner if he had been calling him anything, he said "Well, he was the biggest of the litter so I've been calling him Grande." We should have known.

We named him Jethro on the way home. Mark came up with that name and the girls liked it. After we got home, I thought of the name Luther. It's a Southern sounding name, right? We all liked it except for Olivia. NO WAY were we going to change his name now!

We brought him home the first Friday in November. His first trip to the vet, he weighed 21 lb. His second trip to the vet, three weeks later, he weighed 31 lb. I thought that was a lot to grow in three weeks. Well, three weeks after that, at just under 4 months of age, he weighed 45 lb. Holy Cow, Wow! At 5 months he weighe 62 lb. We weighed him about 2 weeks ago at the six month mark and he was 67 lb. Our vet said large breed dogs are usually about half of their full grown weight when they are 4 months old. So, I guess that means he'll be about 90 lb!
The kid- just love him to death. So far, he seems to be very intelligent. He does great on a leash and loves to play fetch. He has a few bad habits we are working on, but they are manageable for now. He has a VERY loud bark so I feel safer with Jethro here when Mark isn't home. One of his favorite things to do is to go upstairs to our bedroom, plant himself at the window and watch for people walking on the trail behind our house (it's about 100 yards away) and bark as loud as he can. Yeah, I feel safe, but we have to work on the barking. Afterall, we do want to take him camping with us!


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