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* * *  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 a…
* * *  COUNTDOWN:  35 DAYS TO LA/XC-3  * * * Earlier this week, in his Roof Rack Report, Ricky described my feeble attempts at getting myself acclimated to the new Audi, the Official Vehicle of LA/XC-3.  Obviously, that post put awareness of our upcoming cross-country road trip in the air.  The ne…
Back home in WePo after the long, glorious, perfect-sizzling-sunny-summer-beach-weather weekend in Paradise, aka Montauk.  Early-morning breakfast/exercise routine out there was the same for me every day:  Hop on my bike (actually, Matt’s bike; his is way better than mine and he was away in Icelan…
I’ve told the story a bunch of times about the night during LA/XC-1 that my Garmin went kablooey on me in the Badlands and I had to slink into a cowboy bar and ask for directions.  I knew I’d be pegged as an outsider, but I was hoping to look as little like a pathetic easterner as possible, so I st…
No, it’s not your imagination; Robby’s been making way more appearances in Beagle Man than usual lately.  That’s cause he’s home from school for the summer, and he and I hang out with Ricky a lot.  Here’s our very latest brilliant idea for our beagle’s well-being. We got this brainstorm when an ob…
Robby and I laugh at a lot of the same stuff.  Sometimes we even make identical puns simultaneously.  I find his deadpan tweet-humor hilarious.  He laughs hysterically at my corny “daddy jokes.”  We both think those AT&T “It’s not complicated” spots (pickle roll, puppy brother, at al) with the…
Let’s face it.  When your dog has a command performance to make — especially when it’s inside — there’s one thing you’re going to worry about.  Oh, sure, you can see to it that he goes before he gets there.  But still . . . Earlier this week Ricky was scheduled for just such a gig — an appearance…
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I’ve said many times that there is absolutely nothing my dog won’t eat.  I’ve lied.  He won’t eat grapefruit. I find this more than a little ironic, since I’ve eaten more grapefruit than any other human who has ever walked this earth.  I’m not sure I could prove that to, say, Guinness World Records…
Carol gets home from late-afternoon focus groups in Danbury.  She inhales her Arthrotec for her bum knee — and then swallows a handful of Advil for her back spasms.  She settles herself down gingerly, very gingerly, on the green couch in the den to check her e-mail — with our old pink heating pad…

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