More Beagles Than I Imagined

The last week has been great! I love having Mommy home. I will be very sad when she has to go back to school and will be away for many hours in the day.

We had a great Christmas. I got to go up to Grandma and Grandpa's house where there were a lot of people! I was trying to be so good and even help in the kitchen, but every time I went in there I was being told to get out. But as I said there were a lot of people there to give me carrots and I even got a few good crumbs off of the floor. I was really tired when we left and slept all the way home.

Today I went and did something totally fun! Mommy took me to Beagle Meet Up at the dog park, and guess what? There were a lot of other Beagles there! I got to sniff a lot of things, run around with other Beagles, and even had to give one guy my opinion. He was being very rude and kept trying to pin me down, I'm sorry, but no one is going to pin this girl down. Mommy was proud that I didn't just follow her around. I hope that Mommy takes me to the dog park some more, because I had fun. Mommy even took a few pictures of me to share.

Me and my new friend Bandit. Just lil 'ol me.

While we were at Beagle Meet Up Mommy sent Daddy a message on her phone with a picture of me to show that I was having a good time, and Daddy sent her a message back saying to just come home with one. What do you think that means? They can't be thinking of another dog? Can they? I'm not sure if I like the idea of having to share my Mommy and Daddy with anyone! But then again, it might be nice to not be blamed for everything all the time.

Well I feel a nap coming on, it was a lot of fun, but now I need to rest up for whatever my next adventure may be.

Heated Seats Rock!

Last week was such a great week, and this one is starting out pretty good too. Last week Mommy was home a lot more, but Daddy still was working. Each morning Daddy would get up and feed me breakfast and then let me outside. After I came back in I got my treat and then got back in bed with Mommy and went back to sleep for a while. I would wake up to Mommy rubbing my tummy or ears. Can things get any better than this?

I also got to go out to Mommy classroom where I had a lot of fun smelling things and exploring in her little playground. Mommy was amazed that I wanted to go out there and be by myself. At home I don't like to go outside and spend time alone in my yard. I even had to scratch at the classroom door to make my point that I wanted to go out there. Besides, at home there are not little treats waiting for me like there are out there. Those kids drop a lot of their snacks on the ground. Can you find me in the picture below?

One of the parts that I like about going places with Mommy in her car are the heated seats.... I ask can it get any better? Mommy will turn my seat on and I will either lean against the back so I can feel it below me and behind me, or I will lay down and on it. I love those seats. If we are running errands they will stay warm while Mommy is doing her stuff and then they heat back up when the car is turned back on.

Well it's time for my nap. I am going to to and find Mommy and Daddy and see what they are doing. I promise to post again soon because I know there are some things that I am forgetting to tell everyone about.

Here I am

I know that I haven't posted lately but you see there have been problems. You see, Daddy's computer died and I lost all of my notes on how to get in here, and I just NOW figured it out again. When I saw how long it had been since I posted I had to cringe, what is that saying you humans use about time flying?


Let me update you on what is going on in our house. Mom went back to school, and has been tearing her hair out with her class this year. She is teaching a grade they call kindergarten and has some kids who if given the chance I would bite for causing her such headaches. Here's a picture of me in her new classroom. I like visiting this classroom, it has a yard that I can go play and explore in. Oh, and when I visit I find all of the crumbs and things that the kids dropped when they eat their snack. Her room also has a bathroom and the toilets are at my level! I have never been able to look into a toilet before! But I do not drink out of it... GROSS!

Daddy has been working from home as usual. As I mentioned his computer died. He took the chance and turned it off when him and Mommy abandoned me for a few days and went on a trip. I went to Nana and Grandpa's house to visit. I like visiting them in the summer when there are lots of things to eat in the garden. I was there at the end of October.


I have gotten in the habit of not wanting to go for a walk in the morning, it is WAY too cold! I snuggle on my down throw on the couch and let Mommy come and kiss me goodbye. On the mornings that I have been talked into going out the garage door once I hit the cold of the driveway I hightail it back to wait by the door to go inside. Usually we walk at lunch or sometimes later in the day, when it is warmer. Daddy doesn't really like the cold either.


I'm very exited that Mommy only has two more days of school and then she is home with me for a month! This means that after breakfast and my morning trip out in the yard that I will be able to snuggle in bed with Mommy and go back to sleep. Have I ever mentioned that Mommy is NOT a morning person? Daddy has one more week and then he is going to be off of work for two weeks. Two whole weeks with Mommy and Daddy to myself, what will I do?

Okay, I have worn myself out updating everyone on what is going on. I feel a nap coming on. I promise not to let so much time pass between posts again.

Daddy is HOME!!!

So, last night Mommy comes home and gets all excited about something, but won't tell me what. She sits here at the computer and keeps looking at one page, but I don't know what it means... it's just a picture to me. Well, after a while she put my collar on (I run around the house naked all the time, by the way) and we went out and got in Daddy's truck. This was strange, because it's just been sitting here all week and she hasn't touched it. So, off we go on a ride. I like the truck because I can ride up front on the nice seat, but it is tough to get into the truck because it's so big. Anyway, so off we go. The ride started to get long (we didn't just go to the store like Daddy usually does) so I settled in for however long it was going to be. We kept driving and driving, and it seemed like we were going around in circles, but hey, I could be wrong. Then, she stopped and rolled the window down. There was a nice man there that talked to her and smiled at me and scratched my head, but then we were moving again and I went to sit down, but Mommy wouldn't let me and kept saying something about Daddy needing a place to sit. Well, she stopped the truck and the back door opened and I smelled Daddy a little, but there were soooo many other smells that I just wasn't sure it was him. Then the back door closed and the front door opened and Daddy got in!!!

So, I'm happy, right? Well, yes and no. He smelled like a LOT of different people on top of the normal Daddy smell, and besides, HE LEFT ME, so I was still a little unsure. We rode all the way home, and I turned towards Mommy and put my head on her lap. When we got home Daddy gave me a treat like he always does when we go for a ride, and the we went outside in the back for a few minutes. When we came in, Daddy called me up on the bed and then that's when I knew it was really him and he was home.

So, why did I wait until the next morning to post? I'm ashamed to admit it, but I wanted to sleep on it just to be sure he was home. When he let me out of my sleeping house this morning and fed me and let me go outside to do my personal things, THAT'S when I knew he was really home for good. So, now that this post is done, I will take up my spot guarding the door to this room while Daddy sits with his back to the door. It's silly that he does that, but I'll guard him so that he can do whatever he does on this computer all day. Now, if you'll excuse me, I have some napping to do...

Missing Daddy

I took yesterday off from writing because I just didn't feel up to it. Daddy wasn't home and mommy had to go and work in her classroom, she is changing grades and moving classrooms. It was another lonely day that I had to occupy myself with. Mommy gave me my Kong when she left. A while later I found my blue squishy ball with a treat in it, but it didn't stop the loneliness and boredom. I occupied myself for part of the time by getting into the kitchen garbage and exploring that.

When mommy came home she had a surprise, she had Nana with her. Nana gave me lots of love and that helped a little. Both Mommy and Nana took me for my walk, which was a nice treat.

I think that Mommy is missing daddy too, because she let me sleep on the big bed with her. So I slept where daddy normally sleeps and dreamed that he was there rubbing my belly. I hope that he comes home soon!

Lonely Day

It WAS a long day. This morning I thought that maybe if I hid the toy that mommy calls my Kong from her that she wouldn't leave. I was wrong! Instead she gave me my squishy ball with a treat in it. The treat didn't last like the yummy peanut butter in my Kong does.

Daddy is still gone. I sure missed him today. During the day when he is here he will take a break and rub that special spot behind my ears or if I'm napping on the couch he will rub my belly on his way to the kitchen to get something to drink. Or if I get lonely or need to go out I can go to him for some love or to open the door.

Mommy said that I looked sad so she snapped my picture. Maybe Daddy will see it and come home. I MISS HIM!

Daddy's Missing

This morning I was able to put my paw on what is wrong, DADDY'S MISSING! Sometimes Mommy and I will go to sleep before Daddy gets home, but I knew something was wrong when he wasn't there when I woke up.

I don't know where he can be, his truck is in the driveway like it usually is. When Mommy was gone her car was gone, but where could Daddy have gone to without his truck?

Today is going to be a long day because Mommy has to go to somethiing called a training and I'm going to be home all alone! I'm not used to that any more.

Out of Sorts

I know that it is kind of late for me to be up, I usually am an early to bed sort of girl. A girl like me needs her beauty sleep to keep up my appearance. Anyways, I am feeling slightly out of sorts. Something just doesn't seem right, but I can't quite put my paw on what it is.

My day started off normal, just a little early. In fact, it was still dark out when Daddy took me for my walk. Then Mommy and Daddy left together, but they sometimes do that. Then later Mommy came home watered Daddy's new green stuff in the backyard that they call lawn, and gave me my walk and dinner. Then Mommy left again. She told me she was going to visit Aunt Suzanne for her birthday. Mommy came home after a while and we hung out but like I said before something is not qute right and I can't quite put my paw on it. I hope that this out of sorts feeling goes away soon!

I will be sure to let you know when I figure it out. I am going to try to go and get some beauty sleep now, it really is late for me.

The Good Life

The last few days have been great. Mommy came home and hasn't left to go to work. She told me that she is on something called summer break. I don't care what it is called I'm just excited that she is here.

Mommy has been taking me on all of my walks, and guess what? She lets me turn right from our driveway! It's exciting because we go a different way every time. Don't get me wrong, I love my Daddy and I love going for walks with him too, but he is kind of predictable. Walks with him are up to the mailbox and back, or sometimes we go to the end of the street. He also tells me that we are out for a walk and not a smell (hello, isn't that what life is all about?) where Mommy lets me stop and smell things along the way.

Well that's all for now, I just wanted to share my happiness.

MOMMY'S HOME!!!

In my last entry I was not a happy camper, and to tell the truth I don't think that Daddy was either. We were sitting in the living room watching TV when I heard the garage door opener. I looked to daddy and he asked me "Maggy, who is at the door?" I didn't know. Then I heard the keys in the door, and guess who it was? MOMMY! At first I couldn't believe my eyes. I started sniffing and it smelled like Mommy. She put the things that she had in her hands down and bent down and gave me hugs and kisses. I was so happy that I gave her kisses back. I danced around with my tail wagging! Mommy even brought me home some treats from wherever she was. I know that this is hard to believe but I was happier to see Mommy than the treats. I know that daddy was happy to see her too, he gave her a big hug and told her it was good to have her back home where she belonged.

Mommy even told me that she was going to be home for the next week! I am so relieved to have her home. I know that we will all sleep well tonight with everyone in their places where they belong.

Still No Mommy...

It's been two days since my last entry, and Mommy is STILL not home. I'm beginning to take more interest in my time with Daddy, but only because I am now wondering when HE'LL be gone too. Grandpa came over this morning, and he and Daddy worked outside for a long time. I don't know how they can do it when the air smells so bad outside. We haven't been going on our walks, and Daddy says that it is because of the bad air. I'm stuck using the backyard, and now Daddy won't even let me go out there today for some reason. Maybe it's what I stepped on when he did let me out there. He got mad at me, and I had to come back inside. Back where it is lonely because there is no Mommy to lay by and get belly rubs and treats from. I miss Mommy so much... I hope she comes home soon. Daddy seems a little upset this afternoon, so I think he misses her too. Either way, I am sad without Mommy.

Something is wrong...

Something is wrong in our home, and I don't know what to do about it. I don't know if there is anything I CAN do about it. I'm only one beagle.

MOMMY DID NOT COME HOME LAST NIGHT!!!

I waited by the door like I normally do. Daddy and I went out on our walk, and it was much later than we normally go. Still no mommy. I waited by the door some more. Still no mommy. Daddy put me to bed (at least he remembered my treat) and I had a restless night. I think Daddy did too. When we got up this morning, STILL NO MOMMY! I looked all around, smelled the driveway where we saw her last, but nothing had changed. Mommy and Daddy put a lot of stuff in her car before she left yesterday, but that happens now and then so I didn't think anything of it.

Well, I've been depressed all day. I've been dreaming that Mommy and I are on a walk together, but when I wake up she's still not here. I even tried laying on the bed and looking lonely, but Daddy was the only one that came in to rub my belly.

MOMMY COME HOME!!!

Tough Choices

This morning was tough. I tell you, I didn't know what to do. You see mommy was getting on her shoes and telling me that we were going to go for our walk, so I ran into the living room all excited with my tail wagging. Then daddy went into the kitchen and opened the refrigerator and started to get out the guinea pig's breakfast, so I ran in there all excited, because you never know if something is going to fall onto the floor or if daddy will give me something. Then mommy said, "walk" but daddy rustled the plastic bags.... it was too much I tell you. I didn't know which to choose. I kept going back and forth between mommy and daddy. Do you know what they had the nerve to do? Laugh at me! I don't think that is very nice.

Well the torture ended when daddy gave Daphne and Velma their breakfast and mommy put my leash on me and we went for our walk. I was so excited that mommy was walking me in the morning for a change, usually daddy walks me because mommy is going to work and daddy only wants to turn left out of our driveway. Mommy lets me turn right!

Talking about all of this is making me tired again, I better go and take a nap. You never know what I might need my strength for.

Unwanted Guest

My mom has a big heart, this is one of the things that I love about her. She will sneak me extra treats when daddy says that I don't need any. However, this big heart of hers also extends to wanting to save every animal that she comes across, how do you think we ended up with two guinea pigs?

So a few days ago she is at school (mom is a teacher) and sees one of her students almost laying down on the playground when he was suppose to be with the science teacher. So she goes out there and sees that he is trying to catch this little dachshund. Being mom she joins in the quest to get this dog. She was able to get the dog and they put it in a fenced area. Mom told the school secretary not to call the pound on it that if no one claimed it she would take it home, she didn't even check with me first on this! After school the secretary told mom that her little friend was still out there. So mom got the dog and took him into her classroom while she finished her stuff. She called dad and told him about the dog and that she was going to bring it home.

Mom got home with her little friend. Mom and dad wanted him and me to sniff one another and to let the little guy get use to being in a strange place. They made one big mistake though, they let him off of the leash. He was able to make it under the gap in the fence that I cannot get out. The chase was on. For two hours mom, dad, and a bunch of our neighbors chased after this dog. One of the neighbors even brought out my friend Wiggles, who is also a dachshund, to see if he would lure the little dog to everyone trying to get it. Then the little dog took off and headed for the busy street. Mom and dad got into our truck and went after him. They didn't find him and mom was kinda bummed. When they pulled up at home there were some people in front of our house and they had him. So daddy got my hard crate down and they put him in that while they blocked the gap in the fence, and ate their dinner; they were not going to take any chances. That night he slept in my hard crate in the bedroom with us. He didn't make much noise, but I was snoring pretty hard and probably wouldn't have heard him anyways.

The next day mom told her class about what had happened with the little dog and showed them the flyer that daddy made up. Mom was going to put copies of the flyer up at the stores and post office. She was leaving school when one of her students told her he found out who the dog belonged to and ran home to get the flyer. He had a lost dog flyer that he saw up at the store. So mom called the number and sure enough it was their dog. So he spent one more night with us (we live like 37 miles from mom's school and she wasn't going to make another trip out there) and mom took him the next morning and returned him to his owners.

Here is a picture of what he looked like. I'm glad that he made his way back home. He was a cute dog, and pretty timid, but he was high maintance and I don't think that mom, dad, or I are ready for another dog yet.

Poor Velma

My sister Velma is sick. The poor thing is loosing her fur and is very self-conscious about it. At first it was just a small patch of fur, and then it seemed to grow back. But, then it really started falling out, so much that her whole back is naked! Mom and dad took her to the vet two days ago and found out that she has something called mites. The vet had to take a little patch of her skin to look at under something called a microscope. She has two medicines that she has to take twice a day and tomorrow she is going to get a bath and the same stuff that mom and dad put on me for my fleas and stuff. My sister Daphne is going to get that stuff also so that she doesn't get them. I heard mom telling dad that they need to get my flea stuff too so that I don't get the mites.

Here's a picture of the poor girl.

Torture...

Ok, I can't stand this torture anymore! I tell you, it's cruel and un-canine punishment! Let me explain...

Every day, after mommy leaves (which I am still having a hard time with following her, I want you to know) daddy comes in and gives me my treat and then that's it. That's all I get until we walk again in the afternoon, unless we go for a ride, and then I get a treat when we come home. So, what does HE do? Eats things all day, that's what! And does he even consider poor me, sitting here just drooling at the thought of tasting what he's got? No! No offers to try it, no equal portions, rarely even a smell of it up close. I've given up following him around the house unless I hear things going on in the kitchen. I just lay here in misery as he walks by with something that just LOOKS good, nevermind what it SMELLS like. In fact, I've taken to hanging my head off of my bed in an effort to try to sleep through these episodes of torture. It's all I can do to keep my sanity.

A Few Hard Days

I have had a hard time the last few days. Mommy was home for a week, and now she is leaving in the morning again. Daddy and I walk her to her car and get kisses before she gets in and drives away. The last few days I have been trying to follow the car and insist that we walk up to the corner and I try to turn it, but daddy won't let me and usually tells me that it is time to turn around and head back home. Luckily daddy has his new job, which I LOVE because he doesn't leave the house every morning anymore. Instead we go into the office and he works on that funny thing on the desk. I usually nap on the floor, on my round bed, on the couch in the living room, or I go and get on mommy and daddy's big comfy bed. If I get lonely I will jump up on his lap and get some love.

Sometimes daddy and I will go out to lunch or run a few errands. This means that I get to go for ride, but have to wait patiently in the truck while he goes inside. Today he told me that since it is getting warmer that I might not be able to go along and stay in the truck much longer because it will be to hot for me. I know that he just wants to keep me safe, and luckily when he goes out at lunch he is not gone for long.

It feels good to be a loved puppy.

Hello World

Hello, this is my first post on my new blog. Mom says that this is a way for me to tell people what I am thinking and doing. My question is will there be a treat somewhere in all of this?

A little more about me. I am seven years old and live with my mom and dad. There are also two guinea pigs (Daphne and Velma) that my parents call my sisters... whatever! But I do enjoy helping to feed them because I usually get some veggies out of it.

I enjoy curling up for a good nap as much as I like to go for a walk around our neighborhood. I don't like it when mom and dad leave the house. They say that I suffer from something called "separation anxiety." I tilt my head when they say this and look at them funny because I don't understand it. What it means to me is that they give me my red toy they call my "kong" with peanut butter in it so that I have something to distract me when they leave. If they forget the peanut butter I sure let them know it. Sometimes they put one of my big cookies into the squishy ball. I like this thing because it makes the cookie last longer, but I still miss them when they leave.