Beagles and Us

When I was a little girl, my parents said I could have a dog of my own. Some neighbors had Beagles and that was what I wanted, but Daddy said no, that Beagles bark a lot. He was correct, they do, so I had to keep looking. I chose a Dachshund instead, which ate holes in all the blankets on my bed. My mother would’ve preferred the Beagle. After a couple of years, Mama couldn’t take anymore, so we gave Smokey to my friend, Judy.

I spent many dog-less years, filled with cats, until I took our older son to the animal shelter to choose a dog. To my delight, he chose a Beagle and he named him Hobbes (from Calvin and Hobbes). Hobbes was pre-digital cameras, so I don’t have a photo quickly accessible.

Then that son grew up, had a family and took his son to go get a dog. The son chose Petey.

Petey

I wish we had them longer, but the life expectancy for Beagles is only 10-12 years.

Now we have 2 sisters

Zelda and Sissy

I’m glad we have 2 now, and that they’re sisters. They love us and each other sincerely, but have 2 distinct personalities. Zelda is more confidant and adventurous. Sissy is a bit more reticent, but not about food. She’s really fond of food.

Zelda and Joe

Sissy

John Zmirak has written some very nice articles about his 2 rescue Beagles on The Stream. Here is one of them.

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