* * * COUNTDOWN: 24 DAYS TO LA/XC-3 * * *
Meet “Hank.” Hank’s a French bulldog, and he’s Beagle Man’s latest friend. The B-Man is always inordinately
fascinated when he runs into another creature named Hank. They met in front of Jack’s Coffee in Amagansett, and the way B-Man was oohing and ahhing over him was kind of revolting. There were a lot of dogs there that day — including Hank’s brother, Bear. Actually, there are always lots of dogs in front of Jack’s, and as I’ve pointed out before in this space — apparently to no avail — I’m never one of them. Which, of course, is because I’m always left home in Westport. Now I don’t want to sound too resentful or anything, but If I were Beagle Man, I’d start giving this issue some serious thought. Keep leaving me behind, B-Man, and I just might decide to opt out of LA/XC-3. That cool and funky cross-country-road-trip-with-beagle you get such a kick out of boasting about? It would be a lit-tle less cool and funky without the beagle . . . don’t you think?
The Roof Rack Report (#roofrackreport on Twitter, for those who follow me already on @BeagleManHank) appears on Mondays, usually. It’s about politics, travel, food . . . important stuff like that.
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