Chapter 20. Snoop and the Professor: Beagle Rights Now
It’s Friday morning of Spring Break week at Casa Staten Tallahassee and before I take my much needed morning nap and dream of Beagle treats, I thought I’d share with you what has happened this week. I have used my super persuasion powers and talked the Professor into at least 4 walks a day. I’m becoming so very comfortable with the area. People you meet, they all seem to know you. Did anyone catch that line from a song by the Eagles that the Professor listens to? Yes, I do listen to the Professor’s music in the car.
I am so clever! I know every tree on which I must pee on during all my walks. There are so many squirrels, spiders, bugs, snakes, turtles, lizards, and funny looking birds that I have lost count. I love the smells from the Taco Truck and I’m beginning to pick up a word or two of Spanish. There is even another Beagle who lives up the street, although he is not nearly as distinguished as I am.
On Tuesday morning, without telling the Professor, I decided to jump into the pond and chase the Florida ducks. I quickly discovered that Florida ducks are better swimmers than Beagles. In my defense, you have to remember that I only learned to swim this past summer at the beach. The Professor laughed at first and asked me what I would do with a Florida duck if I caught one. Honestly, I’m not sure what I would do. Anyway, the Professor really didn’t appreciate my swim and he had the nerve to give me a bath afterward. I mean what an insult, forcing a Beagle to have a bath! I have no rights at all!
Mom and Dad have been visiting friends all week…Tom and Ava, Sterling and Michael, and Richard and Teresa. They also went house hunting with a nice lady named Sherry. They seem serious about two houses. They should take me and let me be a part of this decision. After all, I also will live in this house and I want to make sure I have a good backyard, plenty of trees and bushes on which to pee, at least 3 beds strategically placed in the house, a doggy door that leads out back, and a perch in a big window so I can protect the house and bark at anyone who comes near. Not having a say is an injustice to Beagles! I think I’m going to call for a Beagle rights movement. I know other Beagles will agree with me about this matter and all other beagles will follow me because I am such a natural leader. Yes, that’ right! Beagle rights now! Beagle rights now! Beagle rights now! Ok, I’ve got myself all worked up and it is way too early in the morning for that! It’s time for that nap and to dream of sausage.
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