Yup — still grounded, because of this dumb paw injury.  Beagle Man tells me to be patient, but it’s getting harder and harder.  Here are just a few of the things I’m not allowed to do while I have to wear the stupid bandage on my paw and the stupid cone around my neck: run, jump, fetch, swim at Bur…

I was in desperate need of relief from the melancholy of being around my poor little Duck Toller, whose paw injury has him more or less under house arrest and condemned to wearing a cone for at least another week.  (Imagine trying to tell a tornado to stay in the playroom.)  So Tuesday night, afte…

Oh, no!  My boy’s back in the cone again!  And the doc says he’ll have to wear it for 10 days!  Along with no activity!  Can anyone imagine my 15-month-old turbo-charged little red duck dog not running and swimming and fetching and jumping for 10 days??  Wish me luck.  This is not going to be pre…

What I really wanted to do this past weekend was meet my new grand-dog, Ruckus.  But I couldn’t.  The poor little guy was diagnosed with a pretty serious case of pneumonia his first week out of the shelter, and even though he was home with Greg and Kelly by Friday, he still wasn’t allowed to ente…

I am so excited! Yesterday my son Greg and my daughter-in-law Kelly, a young, dog-less couple, walked into an Animal Care Center in Harlem, and walked out with their new puppy, Ruckus Herman, an 8-month-old, 30-pound pit bull-and-whatever mix!  The proud parents say he’s a real sweety, and that on…

Strangest thing:  We were down at Burying Hill Beach earlier this week, and Beagle Man reached back with the Chuckit and flung a tennis ball far out into the water, as usual.  Of course, I dove in to swim and get it.  Duh.  Now the water’s starting to get a little cool, which doesn’t bother me one…

This sense of deja vu I’m feeling?  I kind of had it when I met little Vera on the beach in Montauk, but it really hit me big-time this morning when I was horsing around at Burying Hill Beach with this young pup named Griffin.  And then it all came back to me:  Remember last winter, when I was a ti…

Hey, Ricky here.  And I gotta say, Beagle Man’s really left you guys hanging.  First he promises you a report card for Kemba back during the duck dog’s birthday week (“Coming soon” he says — on August 17th!).  Then he goes off on his “Favorite 300 Songs Ever” tangent for four posts.  Seriously, is…

Yes, I know it’s not Monday.  Thanks. All right:  Time to wrap up and break down My Favorite 300 Songs Ever . . . By Decade: 1970’s:   62 1980’s:   58 2000’s:   57 1960’s & 2010’s:   52 1990’s:   15 1950’s:    4 Year with Most Songs on the List: 2011:   18 By Artist A word or two of clarificati…

Coming Wednesday: The Top 100!   Yup, that’s what I promised on Monday! (Wait?  It’s Friday?  Hey, c’mon.  This is a blog.  It’s not like . . . science.) * Each song’s previous rank is listed in parenthesis 100.The Last Worthless Evening / Don Henley / 1989  (85) 99.  Texas On My Mind / Pat Green /…