Beagleman – Page 37

A Dog Named Hank

* * * COUNTDOWN: 24 DAYS TO LA/XC-3 * * * Meet “Hank.” Hank’s a French bulldog, and he’s Beagle Man’s latest friend. The B-Man is always inordinately fascinated when he runs into another creature named Hank. They met in front of Jack’s Coffee in Amagansett, and the way B-Man was oohing and a…

Sit. Stay. Drink.

* * * COUNTDOWN: 31 DAYS TO LA/XC-3 * * * Okay, it may not be as awesome as Beagle Man’s Dog Bark Park Inn, but here’s the place I really want to go. Which probably means we won’t. Sure, I get to write whatever I want in the Roof Rack Report — but the B-Man is still in the driver’s seat. Anyw…

NOW You Tell Me!

* * * COUNTDOWN: 35 DAYS TO LA/XC-3 * * * Earlier this week, in his Roof Rack Report, Ricky described my feeble attempts at getting myself acclimated to the new Audi, the Official Vehicle of LA/XC-3. Obviously, that post put awareness of our upcoming cross-country road trip in the air. The ne…

The (New) Official Vehicle of LA/XC-3

For reasons not entirely clear to me, Beagle Man and the missus got rid of the trusty old Acura MDX that carried us across the country and back in comfort and style not once, but twice — and that I fully expected would be our vehicle for the upcoming LA/XC-3 — and replaced it with a brand-new (unte…

Left Behind, Again

Every Friday this summer I watch Beagle Man packing up the car. The big green duffel. Mrs. B’s red, flowery overnight bag. B-Man’s backpack. The blue beach bag with the RKH on the side. And then, they pat me on the head, say, “Bye-bye, Cutey” . . . and take off without me! Talk about cruelty…

The Mystery Of the Drooping Osprey Perch

Back home in WePo after the long, glorious, perfect-sizzling-sunny-summer-beach-weather weekend in Paradise, aka Montauk. Early-morning breakfast/exercise routine out there was the same for me every day: Hop on my bike (actually, Matt’s bike; his is way better than mine and he was away in Icelan…

I Brake For Beagles

I’ve told the story a bunch of times about the night during LA/XC-1 that my Garmin went kablooey on me in the Badlands and I had to slink into a cowboy bar and ask for directions. I knew I’d be pegged as an outsider, but I was hoping to look as little like a pathetic easterner as possible, so I st…

My Trip To Town Hall

Beagle Man asked Robby to lift me into the shotgun seat of his Jeep. He always says it’s because of his back, but I think he just gets lazy. Anyway, he told Robby he was taking me to Town Hall to renew my dog license. “What does he need a dog license for?” Robby asked. “To show he’s a dog?” I…

Finally! An Obedience Training Method For Even the Most Stubborn Dogs!

No, it’s not your imagination; Robby’s been making way more appearances in Beagle Man than usual lately. That’s cause he’s home from school for the summer, and he and I hang out with Ricky a lot. Here’s our very latest brilliant idea for our beagle’s well-being. We got this brainstorm when an ob…

And They Pay Someone To Do This?

I was reading an article in The New York Times awhile back that gave me paws. (Aha! Two “gotcha’s” in the same sentence! You didn’t know I could read, and you thought Beagle Man was the only one around here who could make stupid puns.) It was about this dude Brian Hare, who studies dogs for a…