Posts by Kemba

After I’ve completed maybe a trillion fetches of my favorite stick in the surf, what I’ll do is I’ll drop my shoulder, throw myself onto my back, and roll around in the sand.  I do this not just once, but again, and again, and again.  In this way, I’m able to reach not only Notice me in the background? Good — ’cause nobody else did. You’ve been seeing a lot about Pickle, Robby and Brianne’s new puppy, in BEAGLE MAN.  I wrote about him back on February 1 …

Don’t say I didn’t warn you.  It’s right there in my last post: when Pickle arrives, it’s gonna be Kemba-Who?  Pickle this.  Pickle that.  Might as well call it The Adoration of the Puppy.  Texts, photos, phone calls to everyone in the family — all about Pickle.  Not even so much as a “How’s Kemb…

A week ago, Beagle Man showed me a family text from Robby:  “Everyone, meet Pickle!” Coming soon: Pickle! The message was under the photo you can see, to the right.  The little whippersnapper (drop-dead adorable, I know, I kn…

The drive, I’ll admit, is long. At least an hour up 95 to Hartford. Then another hour up 91 to Brattleboro. And then still another hour — if we’re lucky and don’t hit snow/ice/fog — along 30, which is a twisting-and-turning two-lane blacktop. But even if I’ve been zonked out in the back seat, I c…

When Ricky the Beagle used to write this column, he had a good friend named Frankie — a Dachshund.  (He even wrote a MY PALS post about him — “Frankie & Roxy.”)  Frankie’s still around, and I’ve met him once or twice, but now I’ve got my own Dachshund pal, whose name just happens to be . . . …

The week before Memorial Day, Beagle Man brought me in for a bath and a trim. I haven’t felt this naked . . . It was super hot that week, and I heard him say to the groomer, “maybe a little shorter than usual, so he’s comfort…

It all started in November, when Beagle Man got his new Cherokee.  At the same time, he bought the “unlimited” pass at Fred’s.  Now we go there at least once a week — sometimes more.  And it’s terrifying!  I can’t tell you exactly why we go to this house of horrors, but I can tell you exactly wha…

They’ve sent this photo to everyone! Did you ever see so much snow??!!  Beagle Man’s been going around telling everyone we’re stuck up here in Vermont, and can’t make it home to Connecticut.  That we’re “stranded.”  Hah!  Str…