Surf Dogs

Hey, guys, Ricky the Beagle here.  I know, you haven’t heard my voice yet on LA/XC-5.  What can I say?  Sounds to me like B-Man and the K-Dawg have been living large — first on the road, now in Santa Monica.  But I can’t complain; I had a good run on my own cross-country trips back in

the day.  Okay — so what about this Misty the Beagle Kemba was palling around with yesterday at Huntington Beach!!!???  Yes, I know (believe me, I know!) how good Kemba is at swimming and fetching in the ocean, and surfing the waves, and yada yada yada.  But a beagle doing this stuff!!!???  I wouldn’t have gone in the ocean if my life depended on it!  This dog kept charging into the surf,

full-speed-ahead, and racing Kemba for the sorry, decrepit, red-and-blue Frisbee that her mom, Amanda, kept throwing into the ocean for the two of them.  Either this dog was fearless . . . or incredibly dumb.  And they kept this up  for an hour!  It makes me tired just thinking about it.  I hate it when people say OMG . . . but O-M-G!  There was a third dog in their little pack, a black English bulldog named Precious.  But she, at least, had the smarts to stay out of the ocean . . .

The Roof Rack Report used to appear regularly on Mondays. Now it appears once in a blue moon, when Beagle Man deigns to give me some space . . .