The Bigglet is now 3 years old! By way of celebration our birthday boy’s first act was to deposit a particularly smelly barf on our bedroom carpet, before climbing into bed with us for a cuddle. To be fair I had spotted him consuming a rather sloppy poo the previous night, but rather than interrupting him I took the lazy option and let him get on with it. Bad move.
With such a poor start to the day things surely had to improve, and indeed they did. I took both our pups out to the beach for a run, but to give them a treat I ditched their canicross bungee lines and used their extenders instead. It was harder work for me (our two Bs are officially the world’s best lead tanglers), but they loved it! Biggles made good use of his extra freedom by repeatedly shoulder-charging his sister, while Beanie tried to snatch a putrid chunk of dead bird that the tide had washed up. Runs on the beach don’t get much better than this!
Later in the day they got a play session in the garden, but to mark Biggles’ birthday I broke out the special Air Kong squeaky tennis balls.
There’s a strict Beagle protocol to be observed when a squeaky ball makes an appearance. Beanie uses her superior speed to seize the ball first, and cavorts round the garden squeaking away merrily. About a minute later she gets bored and forgets to guard her ball, allowing Biggles to nick it, whereupon he goads her into a chase..
When the chase peters out, we have a rendition of the famous Beagle aria “I’ve got a squeaky ball and you haven’t”
Shortly after this, Biggles takes the ball down to a quiet corner of the garden for some quality chew time. It’s at this point that I normally intervene to rescue the ball while it’s still in one piece, but this time I just let him get his chewing gear to work on it. If you can’t kill a squeaky ball on your birthday then there’s no justice in the world!
This ball is done squeakin’
Teatime came early for our pups, and hand cooked chicken and rice was on the menu. It took mere seconds for tea to be consumed, but the subsequent bowl-licking took more than ten minutes – a sure indication that it was well received. So no expensive toys this time, but I think my little boy thoroughly enjoyed his birthday nonetheless!
Happy third birthday Mr Biggles!
Happy Birthday Biggles
I remember when you were just a slip of a pup.
Has dad got any embarassing photos of your puppyhood to show around, like these humans do when their kids grow up?
Haha cheers Amber! How are you and Zak getting on these days?
Happy 3rd birthday Biggley boy, looks like you had a great day! Hope you are all set for Paws in the Park on Saturday, hopefully see you there, Bundy, Brian and Caroline
Happy birthday Biggles. Molly was two last month and she had Kong air balls for her birthday it must be a Beagle thing as she did precisely the same,she also has the same taste in edibles!!
Lol! I bet Sandra Bowers doesn’t have that problem whilst running with her dogs on extenders!
Happy Birthday, Biggles!!
Happy Birthday Biggles from Kiaora & Wellington. Looks like you had a great day..:)
Happy birthday, Mr Biggles!!!
These fotos are so wonderful again.- I think my two girls would be really cracy for you. Do you like mature women? CARRY is 6 years old…
Many greetings from Austria,
Klarissa, CARRY and LISSA
Thanks everyone!
@Klarissa: Biggles doesn’t see age difference as a barrier.
He does however prefer girls who:
1) don’t pull his tail (Beanie does that all the time and he doesn’t like it)
2) are slower at getting to crumbs and dropped food than he is (Beanie’s really fast and beats him every time)
Hey Paul – I’m guessing you were more tired than Beanie & Biggles after that run on the beach.
Hehe.. actually it wasn’t that bad, I only did a few sprints as we tried to catch seagulls (who all cheated by doing that “flying” thing). But the moment we got back there were demands for breakfast, then the water bowl needed filling, then they wanted to be let out into the garden yada yada. So yeah, by the end of it all I was somewhat ready to put my feet up!