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There’s something strange going on.  Listen to this.  Duke, a new dog, came to visit me in Vermont weekend before last.  He was cute and curly — a Labradoodle, I think.  At first he seemed kind of wimpy when I started
Finally . . . back in the saddle!  Vermont this time.  But only after spending seven consecutive nights under the same roof!  Can you imagine?!  For one full week I didn’t get to sniff out a new motel room! [caption id="attachment_6434" align="alignright" width="295"] That’s me, in Equinox Pond, …
I haven’t really complained to Beagle Man yet, but I can tell you guys:  I’ve kind of had it with life on the road.  I don’t like these Best Westerns nearly as much as the Loews Santa Monica Beach Hotel.  And I’m sick of the car.  I don’t even care if I can have the shotgun seat. [caption id=”att…
At 11 o’clock this morning, Beagle Man posted —and I quote — “He’s been an absolutely perfect and wonderful dog so far on this trip.” [caption id="attachment_6152" align="alignright" width="128"] LA/XC-5 2016 That’s me he’s talking about, just so you know.  One hour later, he’s screamin…
* * *COUNTDOWN: 17 DAYS TO LA/XC-5 * * * What?  We’re picking up and driving from here to Los Angeles — again?  I thought that trip back in April of 2015 was a one-off!  What a nightmare!  Does Beagle Man even remember?  How I was so nuts over being stuck in the car all day and the motel all nigh…
Weekend before last, on Friday afternoon, this monstrous, huge, scary ball appeared out of nowhere on the beach, in front of the White Sands Motel.  I made sure to keep as much ground between me and it as possible.  Beagle Man didn’t seem upset by the thing; he was The original Kemba Walker — my namesake my namesake…
Lye Brook Falls.  Lye Brook Falls.  All winter, whenever Falls. But not the Falls. we’ve done hikes in the woods, I keep hearing about the time back in the fall of 2013 — I wasn’t even born yet! —that Beagle Man and Langdon a…
It’s been a great Friday so far.  And yes, I do know my days of the week.  Duh.  I can also tell time, though this may be news to Beagle Man’s friend Rick.  Has anyone ever taken note of the fact that I wake Beagle Man every morning at 8 o’clock, give or take a couple of minutes?  And that I gaze…
I’d be lying if I said I’m not a little bit worried.  Beagle Man leaves tonight for his annual Alps ski trip with Matt and Greg and their friends.  I saw him packing his bags.  That means Mom’s in charge of me.  Which is Maybe Mom will…

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