beagle summit

I'm not in this picture -- not that you can probably tell.

Beagles came from near and far for a very important gathering at an Arlington dog park. The top agenda item: how to get rid of those pesky things called cats once and for all.

After a meet-and-greet session of howling, digging and sniffing, we got down to business. Discussions started off well. In fact, all 15 of us were close to a consensus — until a squirrel ran through the park. Needless to say, the remainder of our agenda was tabled.

Our talks will resume in a few weeks on a boat cruising along the Potomac River, where there will be no squirrels to distract us. Yes, there’s such thing as a canine cruise. It happens every Thursday all summer. (Why didn’t someone tell me about this sooner?)

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2 Responses to beagle summit

  1. David L. says:

    Love that dog park. But we stopped going there after one year or so when it became apparent that Tiffy just doesn’t like other dogs that much. We’d go, and she’d only want to play with us.

    If Abbey like the water, there is a much larger dog park in Shirlington that many dogs play in a shallow river that makes up one of the boundaries.

  2. Andy says:

    Once we get a car our plan is to see if Abbey likes water, though by her reaction to rain and baths, I’m guessing the answers is ‘no.’ Going to the dog park is really for us more than Abbey – she gets so nervous she usually won’t leave our side. Like Tiffy, she is not really a fan of other dogs.

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