Ten years ago this May I purchased the love of my life, Twainheart's Havana Daydreaming, or as I call him, Mellanby. A beautiful Beagle. And with my non-professional trainer status, I have to admit, he turned out pretty ok.
Jump to February of this year. Enter Twainheart's Nantucket Sleigh Ride, aka Corky. Again, an absolutely stunner of a Beagle. Honestly, no bias here, Corky is a spectacular looking pup, with special talents that our Commander in Chief should know about.
George, I've got a pup that will be able to find your weapons of mass destruction. No lie, this dog can become Stretch Armstrong (remember that rubber man from when we were kids?), find something that intrests him (usually something he's not supposed to have makes it even funner!), and completely annihilate it in seconds. Puppy teeth like a piranah and I've got the puncture wounds to prove it. Woe to the couch that one of his toys have rolled under - you're history. Shreds of fabric hang off my sofa like the sails of a ghost ship! Kongs, Greenies, and especially squeaky toys are no match for this little dynamo - up high, down low, in cabinets, he'll seek....and then destroy.
And then when all is safe in the world, or at least my tiny living room, he'll curl up in the tiniest of balls on my lap and fall completely asleep, dreaming of his next adventure.
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Funny, I'm commenting on my first blog. Actually, I just wanted to see how this works!
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