I spent last weekend with two pretty athletic dogs. You’ve heard me bragging about Kemba (named, of course, for UConn/Charlotte Hornets hoops star Kemba Walker) ad nauseum since he was just a tiny furball, so enough about him. Except to say that yesterday at the dog park I flung a tennis ball maybe 120 feet
Are you kidding me? Another Kemba in the dog park?? Whaaat??? Of course I knew there was a person named Kemba. Kemba Walker, the basketball player from UConn. You know, my namesake? I get that. But another dog named Kemba? Who hangs out in Winslow Park, where I hang out? That’s just too weird, I’m sorry. But it’s true. I
A shit-eating grin spread across Greg’s face, he looked over conspiratorially in my direction, and, in that instant, I knew — knew! — I was about to hear another story about Ruckus. One in which Ruckus would be the hero. Like most parents, I have special bonds with all my sons, but in a six-month period between
Kemba and his cousin Bruce, by consensus, get along as well as any two dogs can. Or, to be more specific, as well as a mellow, sweet, food-loving six-year-old black Lab and a hyper-energetic, exercise-freak, doesn’t-know-when-to-quit, one-and-a-half-year-old Duck Toller can. They’ve spent weekends together out at the beach in Montauk. Bruce has come up from
Lye Brook Falls. Lye Brook Falls. All winter, whenever we’ve done hikes in the woods, I keep hearing about the time back in the fall of 2013 — I wasn’t even born yet! —that Beagle Man and Langdon and Mike made it up to Lye Brook Falls. No disrespect, but if those oldies could get
We’ve seen a bunch of firsts for my Duck Dog this past week: 1. his first, legit, off-leash, multi-mile run with me (Eureka!); 2. his first successful, full-extension, airborne Frisbee snag (see video), and 3. his first writing class audited! That’s right — I took Kemba to Trinity with me Wednesday night. The game plan
I think I’ve died and gone to heaven. For 38 years, running has been my primary sport. For 13 years, dogs — first Ricky the Beagle, now Kemba the Duck Toller — have been my passion. From the git-go, my goal was to combine the two: to go running with my dog. By now, you’ve
It happened the first time maybe a year ago, on our second visit to Lake Mohegan. I’d parked in the lot near the Cascades. My game plan was to walk around the lake to the main beach/recreation area, then continue the loop back to my car. Kemba and I had taken this route the only
I know, it’s been a while since you’ve heard from me. Don’t think I haven’t been wanting to write. Ah, well, but that’s Beagle Man for you — love the one you’re with. If he’s not hogging the bylines for himself, then it’s Kemba — you know, He Who Can Do No Wrong. Speaking of
I know, it’s been a while since you’ve heard from me. Don’t think I haven’t been wanting to write. Ah, well, but that’s Beagle Man for you — love the one you’re with. If he’s not hogging the bylines for himself, then it’s Kemba — you know, He Who Can Do No Wrong. Speaking of
