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Ricky the Beagle, Connecticut’s only dog to have completed three transcontinental road trips (I can’t swear to this, but I’m gonna go with it until someone proves me wrong), is about to embark on another excellent adventure: cross-country skiing! Yesterday, Joe & Pam and Tom & Marcie, all from WePo, joined the Beagle Man for […]
As you all know, I love Vermont. Playing in all that fresh snow. (And eating it.) Smelling lots and lots of other animals — ones they don’t have around here. Snuggling all cozy by the fire while Beagle Man and the Mrs. read, or watch football or hoops. But I don’t always get to go […]
Last week Ricky and I were at the vet yet again, having his bloodwork done yet again, as we tinkered with his meds yet again, in an effort to lengthen the intervals between his epileptic seizures yet again. A woman listening in on my conversation with Dr. B said to me, “Wow! They really know your dog […]
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Yes, yes, of course you’ve already seen this video, which has become a huge, worldwide YouTube hit and is being shown everywhere. The clip has been forwarded to Beagle Man personally by Pam G. and Carol F. and Matt H. and Katie M. and Jeff K. and Eric W. and I’m sure a slew of other people […]
I’ve told my friend Jeff time and again to stop sending me his cute little “thought-you-might-like-this” internet items. I tell him I never, ever read them. But he keeps sending them. And, damn it, I keep reading them. A few days into this new year, Jeff forwarded to me an NPR item by Mark Memmot: […]
Luz got me a new squeaky toy for Christmas. It’s hard to explain, but there’s just something about them . . . I absolutely love squeaky toys. Maybe because playing with them makes me feel like a puppy again? Good ol’ Luz! Beagle Man gave me a stocking, full to the velvet cuff, with . […]
Day before Christmas. Everyone in my house is running around tying up loose ends. I guess I’ll do the same, since it appears nobody’s going to pay any attention to me. I probably won’t even get fed. Okay, first thing — the answer to Beagle Man’s cutesy little “Where’s Ricky?” puzzle from last Friday: I […]
Come on. It’s Friday night of the weekend before Christmas. You really think I’m gonna write something? And do I really think anyone’s gonna want to read something? Nah. And nah. It’s game time! But I’m warning you: This one makes “Where’s Waldo” look like child’s play. If you can spot the elusive Ricky the […]
Last week Ricky sat in on not just one, but two of my writing workshops. The first was the Tuesday After-School Writing Club I started for fifth- and sixth-graders at Bryant Elementary School in Bridgeport. The second, the next day, was my evening memoir writing course at Trinity College in Hartford for adults who are [...]
“Sorry, I had to give Robby a ride to practice.” How many times did I hear that line, or some variation of it, when Beagle Man would be running late for a doctor’s appointment or a dinner with friends? And when he really screwed up, he’d play the sympathy card. “Had to take Robby down to [...]
