W oof! I feel like I need to warn all the other Lake Anna four-leggers—and the two-leggers too—about something that’s been happening here at the lake. It’s kind of scary and exciting at the same time. It always happens at night, when it’s dark outside. That’s when they come out of the woods. They’re four-leggers, but not like me. These …
W oof! As most of my two-legged and four-legged friends know, I swim in my lake every single day. I don’t care if it’s freezing cold or blazing hot—I need my lake time. We call it Beau’s Throws. My routine never changes. In the afternoon I deploy my secret weapon: the stare. I lock eyes with my two-leggers until they …
W oof! Gather around, fellow four-leggers, because I’m about to share some pawsitively valuable wisdom. Trust me, this is going to be good, but first, a little background about me. I just celebrated my seventh birthday—that’s 49 in human years. I’m officially a middle-aged dog, complete with a distinguished gray muzzle to prove it. Getting older isn’t always easy. I’m …
W oof! Why do my two-leggers always say, “We’ll be right back,” then vanish for what feels like forever? I love a good nap, and the sing-sounds they leave on for me are nice, but after a while, I get really lonely. My mind starts racing: What if they never come back? Who’s gonna toss my ball in the lake …
W oof! Something happened recently that I didn’t quite understand. Truth be told, I’m still trying to make sense of it. Anyway, here’s how it all went down. Recently, I’ve been going over to my Uncle Matt’s and Aunt Lisa’s pack-den a lot. They’re two-leggers and treat me like I’m special. They always have treats for me and Aunt Lisa …
W oof! I love my toys. I especially like when my toys are all over our pack-den—on the floor, the stairs, the bathroom. Everywhere! Sometimes my two-legged pack-dad steps on one by accident and makes grumpy two-legged pack-dad sounds, but he’s just an old two-legger and I know he’ll get over it.So, I have this one toy I cannot live …
Woof! I love it when my pack-mom and pack-dad take me with them. I really don’t care where they’re going…as long as I get to go, too! Between you and me, there is one favorite place that I love to go to. It has funny grass that doesn’t grow very long and has a weird smell, but otherwise it’s about …
W oof! I’m not the crazy pup that I used to be. I’m almost 49-years old in two-legger years, so I don’t get crazy like I used to when I was younger. Well…maybe there’s one time of the day that I still feel like a pup again. Read on… You see, when I came home to live with my two-legged …
W oof! I love to swim in my lake and usually get to go out every day – even when the white stuff is on the ground and the water is super cold. My daily swim starts with a running start and a leap off the dock. Woof, that feels good! Then, my two-leggers throw my favorite toy – my …
Woof! The more I live with you two-leggers, the crazier my life gets! Let me give you a perfect example of just how weird – but fun – my life can be. Recently, I went very far away with my two-legged pack-dad and pack-mom in our rolly box. My Uncle Matt and Aunt Lisa – both two-leggers – came in …
