MY PALS: Boo
Lately, Beagle Man keeps talking about how I should get a job. Cosmonaut? Beagle Brigade? I already have a job — lots of them! I announce every guest who shows up at our house. I make sure everything smells right in the neigborhood. I lick the kitchen floor till it shines. But if I really…
Walking the Dog Without the Dog: A Fantasy
It’s 11:15 AM — about the time I take Ricky for his walk. I head downstairs from my attic study to look for him in his usual spot — the far corner of the beige couch in the playroom — but before I get there I hear his soothing, distinctive, rhythmic breathing coming from Matt’s bedroom on t…
MY PALS: Bruce
I’m starting to get really excited about my next cross-country road trip with Beagle Man; we take off in less than 6 weeks! And this time I finally get to meet my Cousin Bruce in Palo Alto! (For some reason, Beagle Man insists on calling him “Cousin Brucie” . . .) All our cousins were girls –…
Ricky’s Resume
[NOTE: I promised, in a post last week (Ricky and Sputnik?) that I’d start working on Ricky’s resume with him. Here’s what we’ve got so far. See what you think . . .]
PERSONAL
Date of Birth: May 8, 2003
Place of Birth: Templeton, MA
Sire: Saranan’s Gentle Ben
Dam: …
MY PALS: Bandit & Montauk
Well it’s about time! Beagle Man finally took me along to Montauk this past weekend. He’s been leaving me behind in Westport, just because I tend to steal the occasional steak or burger when they’re grilling. (Hello? I’m a beagle?) He gave me another chance, and for the most part, I thought I…
Ricky and Sputnik?
Last week a friend from Massachusetts sent me a cartoon, “Soviet Space Dogs — A Tribute to Canine Cosmonauts (by Scott Beale; see a portion of the cartoon at right). I had totally forgotten about that period during the 1950s and ’60s when the Russians used dogs for space flights, to see how it ev…
MY PALS: Crosby
Ever since that damn reunion in June, Beagle Man’s all “Teaneck High School this” and “Teaneck High School that.” Excuse me, but aren’t you supposed to not talk about something you neglected to bring your so-called “best friend” to? (Even though I hear a certain little Pomeranian puffball named…
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