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…
My Dog, the Animal
Robby and I laugh at a lot of the same stuff. Sometimes we even make identical puns simultaneously. I find his deadpan tweet-humor hilarious. He laughs hysterically at my corny “daddy jokes.” We both think those AT&T “It’s not complicated” spots (pickle roll, puppy brother, at al) with the…
Why You Gotta Be So Mean?
Robby and his college friends, Sam and Jon, had just come back from golf at Longshore. Though I’d been hanging with them just a few hours earlier, I act as if I haven’t seen them in years — I do this — my tail wagging furiously. So of course they
make a huge fuss over me, which is what I was aft…
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…
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