It’s Sunday night, and there’s Beagle Man watching his Knicks, once again, on TV. They’re playing the Charlotte Hornets, whose star is — you guessed it — UConn’s own Kemba Walker! And watching from the green couch, riveted by his every move? Yup! His namesake: Kemba Herman! I know, cute, right? (The B-Man mentioned just […]
Lots of fuss and excitement leading up to Beagle Man’s trip to Portland, Maine, this weekend to pick up the little whippersnapper. The whole household is in an uproar. A week ago B-Man bought virtually every toy in Choice Pet Supply that was not made in China, as well as pretty much everything else in […]
Lots of fuss and excitement leading up to Beagle Man’s trip to Portland, Maine, this weekend to pick up the little whippersnapper. The whole household is in an uproar. A week ago B-Man bought virtually every toy in Choice Pet Supply that was not made in China, as well as pretty much everything else in […]
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Marcia says Kemba’s “irresistable.” Lang calls him “beyond cute,” and Anne-Lynn writes, “What a sweetie! I want a hug.” According to Bill, he’s a “stud muffin,” whatever the heck that is. Polly writes: ”If I didn’t know he was real, I’d say this was a stuffed dog, the kind you win at a carnival games.” […]
I don’t know quite what to make of this dog, Jeep. He belongs to Kelly’s cousin Tommy, and he came to visit Beagle Man and the missus out at Montauk last week. Quite honestly, he wasn’t exactly what I’d call handsome — at least not like yours truly. But I’ll tell you this: He was […]
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There’s an awful lot of commotion down in the Beagle Man’s house these days about bringing home this Toller. E-mails back and forth to the breeder. Plans for a trip to Nova Scotia. The B-Man reading a book about “the power of positive training.” Lining up a dog trainer. Registration for obedience classes. Did I […]
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Yup, those rumors you’ve been hearing are true. The very deliberate —sometimes agonizingly deliberate — Beagle Man is in line for a Toller. A what? A Nova Scotia Duck Tolling Retriever. I know, a mouthful, right? Some say he chose it specifically because I was such a “handful,” and he was looking for the “anti-beagle.” Not […]
Could somebody check on the Beagle Man for me? I think he’s losing it. I understand his going to Norwalk to meet a German Shepherd, and to Greenwich to meet a Husky — and even to New Paltz to meet a Norwegian Buhund. But now he drives to Fairfield to meet a Beagle? Eleven years […]
Since I was called stubborn more times than I care to count while I was living (by you-know-who), I’d rather not have that rap now that I’m . . . not living. To that end, I, for one, will not stand in the way of this so-called “Future Dog.” My thoughts? My best friend, Nena, […]
Future Dog!!!??? Are you freakin’ kidding me? The next dog will be here “because of Ricky”? It’ll be “a tribute to Ricky”? Any more nice rationalizations, B-Man? I give up the earthly coil on April 7. The B-Man publishes his “tribute” post on the 13th — earning him tears and hugs all around town, by […]
