A few months after Sparky moved in, I took him across the street to meet Carl. They got along well, and he didn’t even mind Sparky taking a shit in his pachysandras. Carl told me that there are short beagles and tall beagles. Like they were different styles of the same breed.
Carl is 96 years-old, and says interesting things, but it may not all be strictly true. I remain skeptical of his thoughts on the medicinal uses of cobwebs and turpentine.
Meet the new guy.
Tomorrow, I will go down to the Richland County Dog Shelter in Mansfield to pick him up. I hope this is a good idea.
Beaker was a strong candidate for adoption. He’s a beagle with a nice smile. That’s my criteria. When I contacted the orphanage, he had already been adopted. Like Sparky, he was in and out in a day.
Getting a dog is like buying a house. I have to check the listings every day, be ready to move, but not be so eager that I take the next one that looks pretty good.
Sparky wanted to go to Japan to scare those hot spring monkeys. He said the monkeys were a lot bigger than he expected, and they didn’t even care about the antlers.
Interesting research about how pet ownership improves brain health. Okay, the research is actually really boring and the graphs are terrible, but the results are interesting.
Having a dog can make your brain perform like it’s 15 years younger. Cats do as well, but fish and birds don’t help at all.
It’s 2o below zero, so Sparky wanted to wear the fleece jumper I made for him a couple of days ago.
Sparky says this is a high-traffic pinch point because it’s the easiest way to get passed the highway fence. If I can get him a Mosin–Nagant, he says the coyote problem will be resolved.
Karl may have one. Hell, Karl may have Häyhä old rifle. He collects all kinds of stuff, and has a good opinion of Sparky. Karl could have a Suomi KP/-31, but he’d never let a dog use a submachine gun.
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