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Leave a bone for Benny
Nicknames: B-Man, Benito Puppiago, Jackass, Benny Ho-Tep, Puppyhead, Tenacious-B, BB, Benny B, Bub, Bubb-Rubb
Doggie Dynamics:
Energy
sleepy
energetic
Intelligence
silly
genius
Friendliness
aggressive
affectionate
Playfulness
not playful
very playful
Disposition
anxious
calm
Quick Bio:
-pound dog
Likes: Burrowing under the covers, chew bones, chasing his sister, car rides, running with the pack at the dog park
Pet-Peeves: Neighbors who let their cats run through his yard, people who won't come pet him, dogs that try to take advantage of him and feet.
Favorite Toy: Anything that squeaks, stuffed animals, blankets, anything pulled out of the laundry basket or anything he finds at his level that he can run around the house with
Favorite Food: Peanut Butter, carrots
Favorite Walk: Forsyth Park, Savannah Dog Park
Best Tricks: sit, stay, lay down, shake, bark ferociously when the doorbell rings, chase and catch squirrels
Arrival Story: We'd wanted a beagle for a long time and saw Benny on the Humane Society's Web site. We went the next day to take a look at him, but couldn't find him in any of the pens. Thinking he'd already been adopted, we started looking at other dogs when I noticed a nose sticking out a few pens down. I walked back down to the pen and Benny was sitting there, ready to go.
Bio: He's part beagle, part basset hound, which probably makes him the sniffing-est dog in the world. He has to wear a harness when we walk him so when he locks onto a scent, we can pick his two front legs off the ground and steer him in another direction. He is also a heck of a spider hunter. He will be asleep on the couch and suddently perk up, look around, sniff, then bolt off the couch to go get a spider two rooms away.
Forums Motto: Smell the glove!
The Groups I'm In: ☞Snoop Dog Beagleys, Beagle Buddies, For the Love of Beagles
The Last Forum I Posted In: I Love my World's Coolest Prizes!
Put this one down in the dumb-human files. Mom went outside to wash the car and left us beagles on our own inside. Sure we had toys to play with, but there were two packages of fruit cups on the kitchen counter. Mom had cleaned out the cupboards and found some past-their-prime fruit cups. She left them in plain sight! So I jumped up there and knocked them to the floor with one swift flash of tongue. The pineapple looked a little gross so I went right for the pears. I got two cups open, it was pretty hard getting those plastic tops off! I licked up every bit of pear-juice goodness. I would have eaten all of them, but I got a little tired.
Mom didn't even yell at me when she came in, how could she, I cleaned up! Now, I am exhausted, so I'm lying on the couch with the blanket over me. It's tough being a beagle.
I have been obsessed with the birds in our yard lately. I don't know what it is, but I just want to run out there and chase them all away.
The other day I was out in the yard, sniffing, and this big old dumb bird flies right into my yard. So, naturally, I jumped up and grabbed that big gray bird and stuffed it into my mouth.
Well, about this time my mom sees me and comes running outside and starts chasing me around the yard, trying to get my bird! Some nerve. So I just kept chomping on it while I dodged her left and right. She finally caught me, so I gave a big chomp and swallow. She somehow managed to reach in and grab that bird right out of my mouth.
Mom kept saying, "ew, ew, gross" and washed her hands over and over. I just wanted to get out in the yard and grab my prize. Then she gets on the phone and calls the vet. I'm a beagle, this is what I do. Well, they told her not to worry, but now she's watching me like a hawk (no pun intended).
I was hoping she'd get that bird stuffed so she could put it next to that squirrel I killed at the park. Maybe for my birthday.
Thanks to everybody who voted for me in the dog show! To celebrate my win I waited until Mom went outside to rake leaves and I stole a bag of stuffing off the counter. Stuffing really isn't that good. It's kind of hard to eat. When Mom came back, all she saw was Casey licking up crumbs. I, being the smart one, ran under the table to hide. I still got into trouble. I'm a winner, can't she give me a break?
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