Posts by Kemba
The Kindness of Strangers
You guys all know how I feel about Beagle Man. I’d do anything with him, and I’d go anywhere with him. (Even though he didn’t take me on the Epilogue Trip.) But there’s one thing I have to say: He’s a little bit strict and stingy when it comes to food. He claims it’s for my health — I had a ba…
Don’t Worry About Me, Beagle Man
So Mom’s been sharing all your Bourbon Trail adventures with me so far . . . been there, done that I say.
Anyway, I’m actually enjoying my laissez-faire days around Westport. True, Mom refuses to take me to the beach . . . she said she can finally walk around the house with no sand underfoot. An…
Bad News, Good News, Bad News
* * *COUNTDOWN: 15 DAYS TO LA/XC-6 * * *
Beagle Man came home from Montauk at the end of September with all sorts of complaints about his back and his right shoulder. He tried to blame it all on me — as usual: You know, “all that tennis ball throwing, all that stick throwing.” But the real reaso…
Opening Day!
I guess I can’t really complain too much, since I spend most of the summer out in Amagansett, where I have a big sandy beach and a whole ocean to play in. But now that we’re back in WePo, I have to stick to this narrow strip of sand on the far side of the
Soundview jetty. Town rules, Beagle Man…
Birthday Party? Or No Birthday Party?
I heard Matt ask Beagle Man last weekend if he was throwing a beach birthday party for
me next month — and Beagle Man said probably not. That would be two years straight
with no party! All because Mom made fun of him for spending days and days planning
and preparing and inviting everyone he saw…
MY PALS: Grace
I have to tell you about the new girl who moved in next door. Her name is Grace, and she’s really, really good looking. She’s a Vizsla. I’ve always liked Vizslas. She has a short, super-smooth coat,
and a great tan. And we’re the same age — we’re both turning five next month. All right, I’m…
Kemba To Beagle Man: “I’ve Got Nothing Against Ducks”
Beagle Man started making fun of me with his “duck” jokes back in April of 2015, when I was just an 8-month-old pup. It was during my first cross-country road trip, and we’d stopped for a walk through the grounds of the Marin County Civic Center. The park was kind of fancy, with DOGS MUST BE LEAS…
Fowl!
You all remember, Joe, right? Beagle Man’s friend who’s not, um, all that crazy about dogs? (You can take a look at what Ricky the Beagle wrote about him in “The Odd Couple.”) So what Joe’s been up to lately doesn’t really surprise me. But his wife, Pam —
who I thought was my friend? Who loves…
Grand Basset Griffon Vendeen? Nederlandse Kooikerhondje? Come On, Bring It!
I have a bone to pick with a piece I saw a while back in the sports section of The New York Times — which I do read, by the way, even if it’s “failing.” It was called “Two New
Breeds With Really Long Names” (Jan. 24, by The Associated Press) and it started this way: “Two new breeds. Sixteen new…
MY PALS: Scout
I’m gonna be perfectly honest with you: I usually don’t give small dogs the time of day. I’m not a huge fan of their yappy tough-guy act, and it’s easier to just ignore them. Which is exactly what I’m thinking when Robby’s friends Rob and Charlotte show up at the Vermont house a week ago
with S…
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