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It’s fast becoming a ritual for my dog:  Show up in a new city.  See someone who’s been dying to meet you.  Poop on their floor. Sunday, on our way home from Charlottesville, we decided to scrap our visit to Monticello in favor of dropping in on Robby’s friend Nick at Johns Hopkins.  Ricky, in his…
Beagle Man puts the crate in the back of the Acura, same as always.  And my blue denim bed.  And my teddy bear.  The cooler.  All the standard stuff.  Mrs. B-Man takes shotgun, so I’m stuck in the backseat.  Now this is a new twist, but I’ll roll with it — for now.  We start off on I-95, heading so…
Bummer!  Beagles dropped a notch from #3 to #4 in America’s most popular dog standings, according to rankings released by the AKC two weeks ago.  (Not your fault, Ricky!)  When I tweeted out that Ricky and his mates were holding down the #4 spot, my friend Langdon from Boston couldn’t help tweetin…
I don’t mean to sound bitchy, but seriously, what does Rerun of Roirdan have that I don’t have?  That’s the three-year-old who won best in breed for 13-inch beagles this morning at Westminster.  Oh yeah, the “sire” is Ch Lanbur Carson City, and the “dam” is Encore Ginny Lind.  Well, excuse me, but…
Over the years I’ve noticed a disturbing trend.  Whenever there’s a family celebration — particularly a celebration featuring food — I’m shipped out.  Banished behind closed doors.  Shut up in my crate.  Shuttled over to Luz’s.  It happens at Thanksgiving . . . and Passover . . . and July 4 barbecu…
We were in VT for the weekend.  Yup, they finally took me along.  It’s about time. Anyway, Beagle Man went skiing at Stratton on Saturday, with Greg & Kelly, Geiger & Ashley, and Fighting Geli-ni.  It was 9 degrees when they left the house, and reached a high of 13.  They took the lift to t…
I was just reading an article in my alma mater’s alumni magazine, The Pennsylvania Gazette, about the new Penn Vet Working Dog Center that’s now breeding and training the country’s top detection dogs.  The cover line for the article is “Dogs at Work.”  Well, I know a working dog, too:  He’s curren…
Just what the world needed:  Beagle Man’s ratings of my walks.  I mean, really!  How many times have I heard him tell people, “It’s his half hour (nodding at me), so we go wherever he wants.  If he wants to just stand and sniff, then we stand and sniff.”  Really?  This morning, he’s all, let’s go d…
Last week I wrote about Winslow Park, and its place in the panoply of “destination walks” that Ricky and I take daily.  Loyal followers know well by now that since Ricky is a “reluctant” walker on his home turf, I take him each day for a drive — his favorite activity in the entire world — to a dif…
The old dog, in this case, would be me. For years, Winslow Park, aka the dog park, has been in our rotation of “destination” walks, but, to be perfectly honest, I’ve never looked forward to going there.  Sure, all my dog-owner friends rave about it:  Dogs everywhere!  Great for socializing!  Ja…

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