This is going to contain anything I see fit. Anything I think is important. Pretty much everything that involves me. Why, you ask? Because it's all about me. I am the Center of the Universe and the rest of you mearly revolve around me. So, pull up a bar stool. Order a pint. Look around and enjoy me. Oh, and please ignore the spelling mistakes. Also, remember to take care of your bartender.

Monday, August 20, 2007

A new addition to the gang.

Say Hello to Ringo! or was it Rico? Nemo? Fabio? Groucho?..... He doesn't answer to anything yet. So what difference does it make? The final name is still to be determined.
We adopted the little 1.5 year old beagle. He's already discovered how to sneak out of the house, via the cat door. Also, he doesn't believe that any of the dog toys should stay in the toy basket. Let's not forget that anything breakable that is left at low levels, will get broken when the 2 dogs get to wrestling. Actually, make that anything breakable no matter what height it's at.

Sooner or later he does get tired. He then joins his new playmate, Lola, on the living room couch for some much need rest. That would be Ringo on the left and Lola on the right. Of course that's the lovely and talented Amy, the love of my life sitting on the floor. She's trying to get some work done, but the dogs believe that their rest is far more important. I'm guessing the humans didn't get a vote on this.

Ringo came to us from BONES. Beagles of new England States. Good People doing some tough work. So if you're looking for a beagle, look them up.