AB&TCR HAPPY ENDINGS - ACE11


Bishop Tipple has been renamed to Romeo "Omi". He came to us recovering from heartworm treatment and little underweight. We were given strict instructions from the vet to keep him calm and limit exercise for the next 4 weeks. Unfortunately, we found out that Romeo does not listen to vets. However, he did made it through the 4 weeks and got a clean bill of health. Today he has adjusted to his Black and Tan brother ( "Ace") and has settled into a routine. Since this is our first Bloodhound we were not totally sure of what to expect. The best way to describe his personality, if he was a human he would be "Bart Simpson". Always getting into trouble but you can't get mad at him because he gives you that bloodhound look. I have attached a photo to prove my case.

His weight is now up to 85.5 pounds. The stories about Omi are endless. Got out of the fenced backyard (someone left the gate open) returned to the front door 15 minutes later with a cow femur bone that was huge. No idea where it came from but it's his now. When waiting for a treat he has found that standing on his coonie brother's back gives him an advantage. Running through the house is done by bouncing off the walls at every turn. Not sure why but it works for him. Feeding time is done in his crate and thinks it's his special place to eat. Small terrier down the street named Baxter is his singing partner. They do an amazing duet of howling. Still thinks he is a lap dog. I work from home so he does not like it when I travel. He has convinced a friend to come over during the day to play with him. Spoiled rotten.

Romeo is truly a lover and has a huge heart, but still has a little stinker attitude to keep it entertaining. What a great addition to the family.

23 April 2012



Ace adopted us in January 2011, and we haven’t regretted a minute since. It took about 6 weeks to really see his true personality. He has turned into a kind, gentle and loving member of the family. You read about the Coonhound personality but until you experience it yourself it’s hard to describe.

During a trip to the mountains we have found out that Ace will never be a hunter. Some locals were shooting sporting clays close by and Ace wanted no part of the noise. He ran into the house and into his bed for the rest of the day. Not sure we helped the situation in that everyone loved on him for the rest of day and into the night. He has decided that sleeping, and long walks in the woods fulfilled his desire to be a hunter.

For the record he is spoiled rotten!

The Simons

7 December 2011