Beagle comfort

Comfort is a Beagle quality that stands only a tad under our undying love for food.  Mom and Pop like to make sure we have the best of everything to sleep on, to lie on.  Mostly it’s the couch, loveseat and chair, although the chair is not my favorite.  And there are blankets that we can get under to keep us warm and pillows to put our heads on.  I’m usually kind of on the cool side and love to get under the blanket, although I mostly prefer it when Mom’s under the blanket, too.

I get so comfortable and always let Mom take my picture.

But we also have lots of Beagle beds to choose from and a big round bed in the greenhouse that was Mickey’s when she was with us.  (RIP and run free, Mickey.)  They get a lot of use as we all like to sleep in them.  I prefer the smallest one, although Mom thinks I look kind of goofy in it with my head and butt hanging over either edge. 

The other day Mom decided we needed some new Beagle beds as our old ones have gotten kind of ragged from the constant use.  She bought us two new ones with a real soft lining although I’ve not yet been in them.  I’ve only seen it so far.  The girls pretty much claimed them as soon as they came in the door. 

Jade was the first to claim one of the new beds.

Then Daisy Mae got in the act and they both went to sleep.  They can sleep anywhere.

 I’ll bide my time and you can bet I’ll get my turn.   

I don't have to go

How many ways can I tell you?  I don't need to go outside and pee or poop. 

Mom and dad let us out first thing in the morning to do our chores.  Sometimes the others need to go outside cuz they didn't do everything they should have.  I almost always pee and poop first thing cuz that's how my doggie system is set up.  When I don't need to go I do NOT want to go outside.  Mom and dad still try to make me and I don't like that. 

Sometimes I hide behind a pillow or just refuse to get up off the couch.  That might bother my folks but I really don't care.

Leave me alone.  I don't have to go.  But call me when you're giving out the treats.

What I do care about is the treats we always get when we come inside.  I will get up for those.  And usually I'm first in line since we get a Yummy Chummy.  I really like those.

Fourth of July

I am not a willing participant ... as you can see.  But mom wanted me to pose and wish everyone a Happy Fourth of July.  Long live America and the US of A.  Thank you to those who have served, those who will serve and their families.

I also hope people are responsible with their fireworks and only shoot them where legal, which isn't anywhere around our neighborhood.  They scare Daisy Mae.  She's a wimp, I know, but I love her and don't like her getting scared.  Pop doesn't like them either cuz he was in Viet Nam, in the war, where they shot at him. 

This is not my best pose, but I guess I'll get better if mom persists in dressing me up.  I love her anyway.  And by the way, she did not give me the treat she promised me.

Ninja beagles

Who knew we were famous?  And we’ve gotten a lot of mileage out of a photo our mom took a while back.  There was even 111 likes for it when she looked (Beagle Wrangler site).

Today mom got an email from a person who said someone had snatched our photo from my blog and had also altered it.  Well, she had to go out and look at it.  Yep, it sure was us … me (Tuffy), Daisy, Jade and Oliver.  But if you didn’t know us well you might not have recognized us as we are now outfitted with masks and called Teenage Mutant Ninja Beagles.

Photo altered by Beagle Wrangler site to show ninjas.

It’s kind of funny, especially considering none of us are teenagers, and, in fact, Jade is an old girl … 11 or 12 years old.  Let’s see, old school says that’s probably 77-84 years old.  Wow.  She’s old.  Oliver is youngest at 8, or 56-ish.  Nope, no teenagers here.  But we certainly do like the attention and being at center stage.  Baaaarrrrrrooooooohhhhh!  (That’s my beagle song.)