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OK, I'm still working on this page. The crash was wide spread and took alot of us down! My priority right now is to get this litter ready. Here are some of their comments:
Squeak, snore, kick, "Hey" watch where your are sticking that foot! I'm a scent hound and That's part of the original equipment! I may not be able to see yet but my ear flaps will be as open as my mouth will be and any time you want a piece of me......
Hey there my brothers and sisters:
I know you all think that I'm being silly, oh, wait a minute! What is up with that big bitchy dog with the surgical gloves? She kissed my forehead and my belly just before she told me she loves me and then ripped my thumb nails off and made me bleed! Oh, that's right! That was you and Momma I was bleeding all over! What in Sam Adams is up with that? And just as we are settling in for a feast, she does that small rectangular thing with the bright light! What's that all about? Not so sure I like this big dog but she seems just as familiar as our Momma. Momma seems to like her and obviously trusts her with us but all of this hugging and snuggling is so ...wait, belly rub, ear scratch, neck massage...oh, I think I like this, sort of, only if all of you do. Wait, wait! I don't want to be put back with the rest of the kids. No!!! I want more! Are you OK little bro? Did that big dog hurt you? You're looking kind of dreamy eyed.
Momma says we have to be nice to the "big dog" so that she can continue to nurse us. Momma tolerates us being wisked off by big "Bitch" to cut our nails down to the nub so it won't hurt so much when we eat from her. Are we hurting our Momma? I think these two may be conspiring to let us grow up! No! NO! NOO! I don't want to!
Momma says we are getting to old, frisky and hungry for her to keep up. Now it's supposed to be "our time to shine". What does that mean??????????
Where is our Momma? What's this? Ohh, something I can really sink my teeth into with out almost getting my head ripped off! It's kind of crunchy but it gives like your paws and noses. It smells different, are you all checking this out? Momma wants some too but the big dog is keeping her at bay. Are we OK?
Yum! Yum! My belly is full and now I need a nap. Let's have a puppy pile! I love you guys.......hiccup.....squeak.....snore............................................!
Dedicated to Anna Parrish-May
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Dedicated to Heidi Ryan
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Dedicated to Sherrie Holboke
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BEAGLES ARE FOREVER!

BEWARE; ANYONE CAN TRAIN A BEAGLE. A BEAGLE WILL TRY TO TRAIN YOU FIRST!
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(Dear Reader - what follows is a so-called Letter of Truth written by our puppy Max to his littermate Munchie. Max, who is a pure-bred, tri-color beagle, was born on May 13', and came into our lives this past July '06, and we thought we 'd give you his perspective on our world. — Jason [a.k.a. Short Haired Human] & Sujitra [a.k.a. Long Haired Human])
Dear Munchie,
It's been five months since I left all the beagles at the So. Utah Beagle Barn to come to Nevada to live with the two humans. At first I didn't like it here... there were no other beagles in their house, and it was too quiet. The humans spent a lot of time chasing after me with Puppy Pads, and getting upset whenever I peed. What was I supposed to do? Sometimes a beagle's just gotta go. Also, I wasn't inside their house for 10 minutes before I got a bath. I thought for sure this place was going to be horrible.
But, it got better right away. I got some food that I didn't have to share with all you guys (ha! ha!), some interesting toys, and about four or five nice beds.
I thought for sure I was just going to be here for a little while, and that I'd be heading back to the Beagle Barn. But, it never happened... I met a new friend in the first few days... another beagle named Striker, and in no time I met all the hounds here. I'm the boss!
Well, it's actually been kind of fun here. Every day, I wake up the humans as early as I can so I can get my breakfast. Short Haired Human takes me out for a walk, and I sniff around and bark at Patches the neighborhood cat. I hate that cat. We spend an hour looking for hidden snacks in the bushes, and we come back inside, where we nap for most of the morning. I have a good sunbeam spot, and if I work it right, I can get some belly rubs. Usually, Long Haired Human leaves, and she goes off doing who knows what. After lunch, Short Haired Human and I take another walk. Then I take my afternoon nap inside my kennel, and I have to stay by myself. I don't like being by myself - it's the one time when I wish some of the Beagle Barn puppies would visit me. But then Long Haired Human comes home, and it's PRIME TIME!!! I do laps inside, bark like mad, play fetch, and generally cause as much mayhem as possible, so that I can get my dinner. Then I get tired, and try as hard as possible to get into the big bed. Sometimes it works, sometimes it doesn't.
You know what, Munchie... it's not so bad here. The people are really nice to me - I get to go to dog parks and play with other dogs. You'll never believe it, Munchie... some dogs run faster than beagles!!! Anyway, I just wanted to
let you know that I've decided to stay here instead of coming back to the So. Utah Beagle Barn. This is going to be my new home. Take care of the gang at the Beagle Barn, and come visit sometime.
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Love,
Max p.s. sorry about the Daisy Hill Puppy Farm wise crack; I'm just a puppy! That's all from Max — there really is more to our lives than just taking care of a very friendly, but sometimes naughty little puppy. Jason is in the midst of year number two as a math professor at the fledgling Nevada State College, having completed his Ph.D. in 2005. When not guiding Max on walking tours around the grounds by the new condo, he's busy winning major backgammon tournaments. Sujitra is starting her first year as a graduate student in the UNLV chemistry Ph.D. program. She is currently taking a couple of classes and in the midst of starting a research project. When away from the books and the lab, she likes to learn how to make new foods in the kitchen. |
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