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 I think you’d have to admit that, for the most part, I’ve had nothing but good stuff to say about the little red duck dog. There’s one thing, though, that drives me absolutely bananas — and that’s his behavior at Winslow, the dog park. He will play with A-N-Y-O-N-E! Big, little, young, old, friendly, reserved, blue, green, Lab, Golden, Shepherd, Shih-Tzu — he doesn’t care! He’ll march up to a clique of dogs who’ve clearly known each other for years, and barge right in, as if they’re all just dying to meet him. He’ll approach an elderly dog who clearly has no use for a nutso, piss-and-vinegar little puppy, and drop right down into the let’s-play pose. I mean, excuse me? A little selectivity? A little self-respect? I was fine with the park because there was always some owner handing out treats to his/her dog who I could scam some food from, but aside from that, I’d do a little butt-sniffing, then keep to myself. But this Kemba! Bottom, top, humper, humpee, beating the crap out of some dog or getting the crap beat out of him — it’s all the same! He loves it! Personally, I find this behavior kind of demeaning. But maybe that’s just me . . .
The Roof Rack Report (#roofrackreport on Twitter, for those who follow me already on @BeagleManHank) appears on Mondays, usually. Actually, whenever Beagle Man decides to give me some space . . .
Hey Ricky, Great to hear from you and Happy New Year (or are years totally irrelevant where you are?). I must agree you have indeed been very magnanimous in your support of the new Puppy, so I think it is quite fair of you to call out his lack of discrimination when encountering strangers. I suspect it may be a reflection of youthful insecurity with Kemba. I am sure he hears BM say things like …..”look at that, Ricky would never snuggle up with strange poodle like that…isn’t it great!” This makes Kemba want to do it all the more so he can show BM that he is very capable of filling your big shoes. A daunting task for any canine. Of course, BM only makes it worse. How about that supposed “Lassie moment” BM attributed to Kemba a few weeks back. Truth be known, BM probably had pancakes for breakfast and Kemba was just licking the VT Maple syrup from BM’s beard.