Spent New Year’s in Vermont, as we pretty much always do. Because certain of the activities weren’t dog friendly, I got shipped over to my Manchester sitter for
a couple of days. Don’t get me wrong: I actually love staying with Christine and her family, and her four dogs, and the other critters who board there, like me. Ditto for when I stay with Elise in Connecticut: Was there last weekend while Beagle Man and Mom were in NYC at a wedding, and had an awesome time, as usual.
The thing I wanted to bring up about both these visits was the number of photos both my sitters sent to Beagle Man. I mean, tons! I like to think they do this because of how handsome I am, and they can’t resist photographing me. But I suppose dog-sitting is a business, and the sitter wants to keep the owner up-to-date, and assure him his pup is in good hands.
Here’s a small selection of photos of me that have been taken by my sitters over the years . . .
Are we supposed to feel sorry for Kemba being abandoned? I don’t think so! Most pampered dog ever?
🐶 I wanna’ play!