Tina offers a bit of furry treasure this week (here), a theme I am most happy to embrace. Our life with Beagles began in 1986, when my husband’s work had him on the road much of the time. At the end of my workday I’d come home to an empty house and wish for companionship. I decided we needed a dog. My parents gifted us our first beagle, Scooter that year and we have had at least one or more Beagles in our home ever since.
Creighton and I adopted Jello in 2015 when she was six. A blue-tick Beagle, she is the only one of seven Beagles that have lived with us who could be trusted in open areas off-leash. Smart, playful and loving, we still miss her.
When Jello passed, I immediately began searching for another Beagle, adding my name to shelter websites. We were open to either sex, younger to middle age. After a couple weeks, I saw Daisy and Max who were being fostered in Texas. When we learned they were brother and sister, both available and that they had been together all their six years, Creighton and I agreed to adopt them both. They were transported by van, along with other rescues, to Portland. It’s been three years this weekend since they arrived, and we all are doing well and enjoying our lives together.
Rain or shine or snow, we go on our walks when we’re at the beach, or to the dog park when we’re at home in Vancouver. True to their breed, Max and Daisy generally have their noses to the ground and their white flag tails high in the air.
Max is happiest when he is sitting on or with someone, playing or teasing someone and when he can just plain lollygag around! He’s the bigger of the two and has freckles on his nose.
Daisy is adventurous and curious. Prior to living with us, she’d been a mama most of her years, so it took her a while to trust us and come into her own as a free-spirited Beagle, which clearly has happened!
On your walk with life, please honor our earth, encourage dignity and share kindness. 🐾
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