Another new fave for F is the new beagle next door. It yips, looking for anyone to play with, and F goes nuts, convinced that if I only understood I would let him jump the creek and go for a playdate. He swears he would come right back and not stray past the property line. Well maybe, he says, he'd take Beagel over to show him the pond... and the cow pastiure.... and off they would be. I would take him to play, if their yard was fully fenced, but both houses are right on the road and so their comradely desire to be united in play is unrequited thus far.

But I think it's a sign F is part beagle himself, as I have always suspected. He thinks this is his identical twin.

~S~