Posts by Ricky

Remember my friend Gustav?  He’s a Norsk Buhund (yes, some of my best friends are Norsk), and I wrote about him last February.  He belongs to Eric, who works with Mrs. Beagle Man.  In a lot of ways, I look up to Gus.  For one thing, he has an actual job at Mrs. B’s office.  You don’t believe me? …

So it turns out we did hike the Lye Brook Trail after all, even though Beagle Man wrote in his last post that we Me on the Lye Brook Trail couldn’t.  About an hour-and-a-half before we were supposed to leave VT on Friday, the…

On Saturday I went to Hartford to see my real good friend Rob G. play football, Trinity against Bowdoin.  Trinity Catching up on some sleep during the game . . . won 40-21, but honestly?  I wasn’t all that into the game (see …

Mary Oliver’s a famous poet, and she just came out with a book called Dog Songs.  Here’s what she has to say about Is Mary Oliver’s Ricky . . . dogs, in general:  “They are a kind of poetry themselves when they are devoted no…

Finally, we got on a roll!  After three-and-a-half weeks of visiting people, the last few days of our trip we visited not Brinkley and me: Just two beagles chillin’ one, not two, not three, but four of my dog-friends.  In Cha…

All right, so where the heck is the Pathfinder???  I could swear we left Westport in it.  And I’m positive we were still driving it when we reached L.A.  But today I woke up from just a quickie little nap and saw GMC on the center of the steering wheel where NISSAN used to be!  (Yes, I know my le…

What is it with Beagle Man and my freakin’ bowls?  Has he told you yet, very modestly, that to pull off a trip like this, with all the miles of driving, and the sight-seeing, and the visiting, and the blogging, and staying in a different motel every night, you have to be really efficient and real…

So we’re back in Santa Monica, staying at the Hotel California this time.  Right next door to the Loews.  Now correct me if I’m wrong, but didn’t we just leave Santa Monica on Wednesday?  Only Beagle Man could come up with an itinerary like this one.  And I thought I’d made it pretty clear I’d ha…

I cannot wait to tell you about one of the stupidest comments I’ve ever heard!  Beagle Man says the kid must have been super drunk.  Robby’s sure he was high.  I just think he was really, really dumb.  Anyway, B-Man and I had just reached the USC campus at about 6 o’clock Friday night, after over…

I’m not really sure if there’s any logic to the connection between how the Jets do on the field and how I get treated — but it’s sure as hell there!  On Sunday, when Tampa Bay had all but stuck a fork in the Jets, Beagle Man was giving me zero treats, was late on my 3PM meds-and-banana, and was …