Posts by Hank

[Note from the Beagle Man:  Once a year we move doggie matters to the back burner and turn to my other obsession, rock-and-roll.  (Oh, yeah, there’s sports, too, of course.  That’s pretty much it . . . that’s my life.  A bit narrow, maybe . . . but works for me.)  What follows is the “pre-read” fo…

Let’s hear it for Officer Mike! Quick review:  Officer Mike was the one who gave Kemba/Kelly the off-leash ticket back on July 12.  When he and I walked to the sign at the public entrance, he saw that Kemba had every right to be on that beach at that time.  He said, “You’re absolutely right.  I ma…

No, I didn’t forget to post on Kemba’s birthday Thursday.  My laptop got sunstroke or something out here at the beach, and has been spending the last few days at The Computer Shop on Main Street in Amagansett.  Since then, I’ve learned from Suzanne, my social media guru, that I could have actuall…

Two weeks ago, in his Roof Rack Report, Ricky exhorted everyone to stand up for Kemba’s “Freedom of Beach.”  Two weeks from now, Kemba has his day in court (see photo, bottom).  While I vowed in my last post that I’d fight this $100 ticket to the end, even if it cost me $1,000 in court fees, I’m n…

On Sunday, July 12, Kemba was arrested.  Well, actually, Kelly was arrested.  Well, not really arrested.  She got a ticket. So here’s what happened.  On a beautiful, peaceful, sunny Sunday afternoon, my daughter-in-law — I like saying that — came up to the house from the beach with Kemba, looking…

Sharing is over-rated.  I’ve always said it.  Most guys I know feel the same way.  (I do think this is one of those male/female divides.)  I’m talking about sharing food, for the most part.  I’ll order a medium-sized cup of home-made soft ice cream at Bostwick’s, let’s say.  Carol will undoubtedly…

I only heard about all this last week. Apparently Luz, who most of you know as Robby’s old baby-sitter and patron saint of Ricky, Kemba, and all dogs everywhere, had planted some tulip seeds two, maybe three years ago, in a pot in the kitchen.  And waited for it to flower.  And waited.  And waite…

Patty, the youngest of my three nieces, and Teddy, her husband, have a four-and-a-half-year-old black Lab named Bruce.  Bruce might just be the nicest dog you’ll ever meet: mellow, friendly, good-natured, well-trained — and happy to do pretty much whatever.    Beagle Man followers first met Bruce…

This past weekend Kemba jumped off the roof. Yes, my writing students at Blackham Middle School in Bridgeport, this is hyperbole.  But not by much. Wait, though.  Let’s back up a little. From the time Kemba emigrated from Canada, as a little ball of fluff, he never seemed to be where we were sure…

LA/XC-4 DAY THIRTY-ONE:  POSTING FROM WESTPORT, CT Last-day mileage from Port Clinton, OH to Westport, Ct:  571 Total LA/XC-4 mileage:  8,710 Road Music:  Sirius cycle; Spurs-Clippers; Gretchen Wilson (Here For the Party); Little Big Town (Tornado, Pain Killer); Mets-Yanks Weather leaving Por…