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1) Monty goes for a walk.

It's been fairly quiet in the Monty camp the past few months and little to report. I took him into a school recently to take part in a long country walk and he was really quite well behaved! Thinking about the main potential embarrassment being the poop-scooping inevitability, I decided to take him out for a walk beforehand and let him 'relieve' himself. He did this with his usual joie de vivre (!) and off we trotted to the event.

I think he finally gave up at the fifth poop. It’s never an event in itself to cause facial reddening until you’re being watched by swarming teenagers doing the one-two-invert-plastic-bag shuffle. Eugh.

Anyway, to his little beagle credit, he trotted along the seven miles along country paths with fairly few incidents. The only problem in his tiny mind was that I was keeping him on the lead; something he’s not used to on long walks. He kept lurching forward to be let off. He looked just like those mammoth muscle-building men who drag whole trucks behind them with a just a skipping rope over their shoulder. He was hunched forward and straaaaining the whole way. To add to the tension, I’d bought a cheaper than cheap extendable lead from www.ineffectualpetproducts.com (having now exhausted a great deal of my salary on leads that he just merrily chomps right through). Unfortunately for me, it wouldn’t hold a sloth with a hangover. The locking mechanism gave up as soon as he thought about moving forward and made the loudest noise possible each time the lead was ripped out. It sounded like how I’d imagine a goliath angry duck might sound if someone mentioned plum sauce. After a while, I decided to just keep the lead at full stretch to avoid the angry duck (and to stop scaring the poor kiddies with the noise) which led to me walking with my arm out at full stretch as if pointlessly pointing the way or, when the beeg decided to stop for a little sniff (which each time caused a little pile up of children bumping into each other and stepping over the oblivious and content sniffing below) leaving the slackened lead to weave its way in and out of the muddy mire and ‘country pancakes’.

Note: for our American friends, a country pancake is a euphemistic term for grass...after several hours of digestion by a cow. And this was pancake city.

Oh and it was raining. All day.

Apart from this however, he’s been quiet. No plotting. No destruction (well, it’s all comparative isn’t it?) and no interesting stories of attempts of world domination. The next big day in his calendar is this weekend however. The local villages all host various festivals throughout the summer and there’s a dog show this coming Sunday with all sorts of categories ranging from ‘Best Trick’ to ‘Cutest Puppy’ and ‘Waggiest Tail’. Seen as Monty’s best trick (and let’s be honest, ONLY trick) is to ‘sit’, I don’t envisage a standing ovation and a fast-tracking to Crufts anytime soon so I think we may try him out for the others. I might pitch for a new category. Perhaps, 'Most like a piranha award' or 'Quickest to find the algae-covered ditch'?
Watch this space.... J
 

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He is a handsome little boy but then all beagles are particularly cute looking dogs aren't they? I say that but the next wee story is about Monty's day out at the dog show and apparently not everyone has yet realised that beagles ARE the cutest breed of dog on the planet. Fact. Need a bit of time but will post a little account of his adventure from last Sunday soon. Really appreciate your nice comments- thank you :)
 
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