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I’m telling you this story, even though it has almost nothing to do with me, as a public service. Because if I don’t, you-know-who most definitely will — and then it’ll be 1,000 words long, and The Greatest Story Ever Told. Okay, so last Friday morning, Beagle Man and Kemba are down at Burying Hill […]
I know, you haven’t heard from me in awhile — but I’ve still been keeping tabs. Looks to me as if things are going just fine between Beagle Man and The Pup. Oh, sure, on the one hand he might be a little rambunctious, and on the other, a little too eager to please. But […]
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“Write about him,” Derr said, nodding in the direction of Harry, the low-slung, fruit-sniffing beagle. We were clustered around the baggage carousel at JFK, last stop on the Zermatt 6 Ski-the-Alps Tour, when Harry made his presence known by poking his snout into Geiger’s duffel. “There’s your connection for Beagle Man,” Derr said. The Young […]
Obviously, I knew I’d be socked in watching Ravens vs. Pats and Panthers vs. Seahawks on Saturday. And, of course, UConn hoops — vs. Cincinnati. Robby was still home from college (drove him back to the airport last night), and when Robby’s home there’s no such thing as a football or basketball game too insignificant […]
Saturday afternoon in Vermont it snowed — and kept snowing into the evening. Kemba, being Canadian, was oblivious to the weather (see photo, right); in fact, we were able to gauge the snowfall by how much accumulated on his red coat. By dinner time, the snow had turned to rain, and then . . . […]
It’s the Sunday morning of Thanksgiving weekend. Kemba has just gotten me up, as usual, with his polite but insistent mewling — at 6AM. As those of you who know the Beagle Man are well aware, this is not my time of day. Not by a long shot. It is, however, Kemba’s. By 6:20 we’re […]
Remember back when Beagle Man wanted a German Shepherd, and Mrs. B wanted nothing bigger than a Beagle? And this Duck Toller was the Great Compromise — a nice, medium-sized dog? Hah! Have you by any chance taken a look at Kemba lately? Did you happen to notice the length of his limbs? Steve the Breeder told B-Man […]
The three young men pictured below, all brothers, were victims of severe face-lickings over the Thanksgiving weekend. Kemba the Toller, an animal of interest, has been brought in for questioning. Please send any information that might be helpful to the Comments section of this blog. Thank you. […]
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This might be better than the $27.99 elk antler. Heather the Trainer had told me about “Puppy Social,” a drop-in, pay-as-you-go ($10 for the 45-minute session) supervised play group at Paws ‘N Effect in Hamden. I pride myself on knowing CT geography from my days of following the boys all over the state for their […]
