I miss my Daddy!

I haven't felt much like writing lately. Daddy went back to school, and between that and work, I hardly get to see him at all any more. When he gets home at night, he doesn't feel much like playing, he just pets me a little, kisses Mama, and goes to bed. Sometimes he even gets up and goes to work before I do, so I try to wake up early so I can spend a little time with him. It's not much, but a Beagle has to take what he can get.

Daddy says that he's almost done, so it'll only be a few more months. MONTHS?! That's like, three years for me!

New Neighbors

The new neighbors moved in this weekend. They seem nice enough, and they're sure a lot quieter! They gave me lots of pets, and their friends did, too. I'm cool with anyone that wants to rub my ears. BOL It's nice to be the only dog in the building...

I worry about Molly, though (the old neighbors' dog). I'm glad she's gone, because she was noisy and stinky and hyper, but I still worry about her cuz her parents don't treat her very well (I've seen them hit her). The old neighbors only moved to the next house down, so I guess I'll keep an eye on her. It's the least a beagle can do, right?

Yesterday was Beagle Park Day. I really like Beagle Park Day,, because I usually get to meet lots of new beagley friends. This time there weren't very many beagles, but hey, at least I got a trip to the park out of it, right? Mama said I needed the exercise, cuz I've been sort of...well...rambunctious lately.

Rambunctious? I'm just hungry. Ever since they put me on that diet thingy and stopped feeding me bites of their food, my beagle belly has been rumbly. How is it my fault if mama leaves the stick of butter on the counter to soften and it just HAPPENS to jump into my mouth (with the help of a paw-swipe, but she doesn't have to know that, right?)? What's a beagle to do? I HAD to eat it, I just HAD to! And the toast for mama's sandwich, well, I might have made an itty-bitty, completely understandable mistake there. Mama KNOWS how much I like toast, so why wouldn't I assume that the toast was for me, right? Besides, SHE's the one that walked away and left it there, right? Just cuz I growled at her when she tried to get it back. Jeez...

Seriously, I HAD to eat that stuff; it's like in the Beagle Code of Conduct: When the opportunity arises, thou shalt take possession of yummy-smelling items. I s'pose I feel bad,m but those things were awfully yummy...

Anyway, mama says I hafta go to bed now. See ya later!

The Mean People Upstairs are Gone!

Daddy tells me that the mean people that live upstairs are gone. That makes me happy, because they have a dog named Molly that they don't treat very well. I don't really like Molly much (she's too hyper), but it's not her fault. Her people always make her do her business in the driveway and it makes the whole place stink. Hello ... there's a park right across the street?! They never let her go running, and sometimes they hit her. Her people are really loud, too ... they throw parties and it's always really noisy. I feel bad for Molly sometimes. I want to like her, but her people make it very hard. I wish everyone could get special people like mine.

But they're gone now. Mama says that there's some new friends moving in up there, and they like dogs. Mama says that they might even get a dog, and that I might get to play with it. Maybe it'll be another Beagle!

I'm HOOOOOOOOOME! Arrrrooooooo!

I'm HOME!! HOME HOME HOME!! My HOUSE! My SMELLS! My BED! My PACK!! Yay!

Ok, so Mama and Daddy are NEVER allowed to go on "vacation" without me again! That was awful! I had to go to the v-e-t and stay there for a whole week. In a KENNEL! Without my people! Of course, they made up for it by feeding me lots of treats, and they told Mama that I did OK, but I was so lonely...

Daddy says he's never leaving me alone again. I'm cool with that. :)

See you in a week!

Mama says that tomorrow we're going on a vacation! I don't know what that is, but she says I won't be able to bark at you for a few days. I just hope that, whatever a vacation is, it invovles TREATS!

Something is up...

Mama says that next week I am going on an adventure. I get to go visit the other doggies at the "puppy hotel" for the week. I don't know what a puppy hotel is, but I'm kind of nervous. Because...

Something is up with the humans. For one thing, they keep cleaning the house. Everything I normally like to chew on is put away. Grr...

Also, there are funny bags laying out, and they keep putting the "clothes" into them.

And daddy is REALLY upset and keeps muttering about missing his beagle buddy. Hello! I'm RIGHT HERE!

WHAT IS GOING ON?!?!?!?!?!

I think I'm just gonna curl up in my snuggle bed and hide until this weirdness passes...

I can breathe again!

Today it finally cooled off enough that I feel like a normal dog. It's just been too hot for those of us with fur coats! Mama said that yesterday it was 91 degrees (ACK!). Today it was only 75-80. I'm so happy! Mama let me go outside to lay in the sun again! Yay!

A good day goes terribly wrong ...

Daddy clearly doesn't love me anymore. Today started great. I got to go to work with Daddy! It was cool! There were new people there, and I got petted a lot. But then something terrible happened, Daddy took me out for a potty, and then we went NEXT DOOR. To what Daddy calls the V-E-T. I call it the mean place where people try to poke at me. They did TERRIBLE things to me! They looked in my ears, and poked me with needles, and put a thermometer in a place no thermometer should NEVER go! It was AWFUL!!!

Daddy says that he only took me to that awful place so that they could make sure that I'm a healthy Beagle boy, but I'm not so sure. Why would they do that to me? I'm perfectly healthy. I coulda told them that without having to be VIOLATED first. Hmm.... I think I may choose to be stand-offish for a while to express my extreme displeasure. That'll be easy, because it's really hot here today. I heard someone say that it was 97 degrees, and all I know is that I can't seem to find a cool place to lay anywhere. Daddy put some ice cubes in my water dish to make up for our trip earlier, and that helps, but it's still awful hot out.

On a good note, Daddy says that I'm happy and healthy, and that I don't have the worms or anything.

Dogster

So, I've been on Dogster just about a week, and I think it's pretty darned nifty. I've met lots of cool dogs. My mama says it's been tough teaching me to type, but I'm getting used to it. :)

Thanks to all of the neat dogs who are my pup pals. You guys are great!

Park! Park park park!!!

Today I got to go to the DOG PARK!!!! I LOOOOOVE the dog park. It's the best place in the world! There are lots of other dogs, and I get to go off my leash, and swimming in the lake. Then, Mama and Daddy take me up to the small/shy dog area where I get to play with all of my little doggie buddies. Today I got to play with Buddah the pug, and Bogart the Poochin (poodle/japanese chin), and Brady the yorkie. I like the small dog area because I don't get humped as much there.