Fun and trouble with our family beagle Stewy, and his brother-nephew Ozzy who is a very handsome Terrier-ist.
Stewy normally digs out under the fence and escapes when we are left out; not today, he was very happy!
Yum, Yum!
The dogs that live upstairs are very jealous and spied on us!
Sorry neighbors; I'm not sharing!
My life has no purpose, no direction, no aim, no meaning, and yet I'm happy. I can't figure it out. What am I doing right?” -Charles Schultz
In Stewy's case I think his secret to happiness is the DOG PAAARKK! We will be there bright and early on Saturday to volunteer, clean up etc...
These two go absolutely nuts if they see me pulling out their leashes. They know it means either walkies or dog park. Once I have their leashes on I can hardly get out of the door without being dragged down the road! My husband likes to stand and watch, apparently seeing my arms yanked out of their sockets is funny stuff. If we are taking the car I like to prep it first by putting down a towel. I also bring along grocery bags for any necessary clean-ups, my camera, etc... I have tried to quietly pack the car and then bring out the dogs, but no matter how sneaky I think I am being, they know. The last time I tried, I was quietly packing plastic bags while Stewy was napping in the next room, I turned around and there he was looking up at me with a little smirk. - He knew! How? I think they can read my mind. So, there I am packing the car with two beagles at the door loudly crying and scratching.- I give up.
It's hard to photgraph my Beagles, they don't hold still long enough for me to get a good shot. I got lucky with this one. I think Stewy needed a breather. He only smiles like this when he is outdoors running and playing, as my daughter JI observed "It's good for his soul". 
