Beagleman – Page 38

Performance Anxiety

Let’s face it. When your dog has a command performance to make — especially when it’s inside — there’s one thing you’re going to worry about. Oh, sure, you can see to it that he goes before he gets there. But still . . . Earlier this week Ricky was scheduled for just such a gig — an appearance…

Go For It, Nena!

When I was a puppy, I actually loved going to the vet. I’d bound up the stairs, dart into the waiting room, sit back and let everyone admire me. Next, I’d smell all the dogs’ heinies, try to steal some kibble from the “take some if you need it” pile (I needed it), sweet-talk Analie at reception…

MY PALS: Brinkley

Wow — I think I may have found my soul mate. Listen to this e-mail from my new pal Brinkley: “You posted you’re looking for stories and pictures to be featured in My Pals. I personally would not have chosen this picture or this story, but my beagle mom thinks it’s hilarious. How can someone who…

MY PALS: Samie

I know, I know — a lot of pix lately of Beagle Man with other pets. Hmmm. Well, at least this one’s not another dog, so I don’t really have a problem with it. Meet my friend Samie the Ferret, who weighs in at a whopping 2 pounds! Truth is, I don’t know how accurate that measurement is. Slava…

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Cheatin’ In Chapel Hill

When Mrs. B first brought up the idea of a visit to the Chapel Hill cousins, Beagle Man said, “Why don’t we drive down and take Ricky?” Okay, I’ll give him that. But he caved pretty easily. When she said it would make more sense to drive to Philly, pick up Nana, and then fly to Raleigh-Durham…

The (Very, Very Few) Foods Ricky Won’t Eat

I’ve said many times that there is absolutely nothing my dog won’t eat. I’ve lied. He won’t eat grapefruit. I find this more than a little ironic, since I’ve eaten more grapefruit than any other human who has ever walked this earth. I’m not sure I could prove that to, say, Guinness World Records…

Family Reunion? Really?

I overheard Beagle Man and the Mrs. talking about organizing a “family reunion.” Huh??? I always thought Mrs. B and the B-Man were my mom and pop — and that Matt, Greg, and Robby were my bro’s. Well guess what? Turns out I have this whole other family! There’s my mom, Cookie the Crumbsnatcher…

No! Anyone But THEM!

Carol gets home from late-afternoon focus groups in Danbury. She inhales her Arthrotec for her bum knee — and then swallows a handful of Advil for her back spasms. She settles herself down gingerly, very gingerly, on the green couch in the den to check her e-mail — with our old pink heating pad…

Vermont Pee Party

Maybe it was something I ate, but I wasn’t myself the whole weekend. I couldn’t seem to hold it in, and I peed on the carpet in the living room, the ping pong room . . . pretty much everywhere. Mrs. Beagle Man was beside herself, literally screaming at B-Man: “And you’re actually thinking of get…