I’ve taken the pups to our local beach three times a week, most weeks, for the last ten years. That’s around 7500 – 8000 beach miles we’ve done together! A lot of those runs involved some offlead fun, indeed some of them featured AWOL incidents that resulted in much more offlead fun than I ever intended, but together they’ve made a huge contribution to the quality of life that Beanie and Biggles have enjoyed. The lockdown rules have now put a stop to that, and runs with me on local roads have met with declining enthusiasm. By way of compensation, a sustained improvement in the weather has put garden play sessions back on the menu. I’m happy to report that these *have* met with furry approval, especially when edibles have been involved.
Wait a minute! Is his cow ear bigger than mine?!!
Well you know what they say: chew now, beat your brother up later!
More fun could be on the way when Susan’s horticultural experiments are moved from their little indoor pots into the back garden, where they’ll suddenly be within reach of the Beaglets. If all goes well we should have carrots, lettuce, radishes and potatoes later this year.
To my untrained eyes it seems that most vegetable things looks like cress when they’re starting to grow, in much the same way that all new babies look like Winston Churchill.
This apparently is going to be a courgette when it grows up. If I hadn’t been told, there’s no way I’d have guessed.
One thing I do know for sure is that there’ll be a smacked Beagle bottom if the owner of said bottom chooses to do a bit of unsanctioned digging or nibbling.
Would that innocent little boy rip up our crop of veg? Socks are the natural prey of The Bigglet, but forbidden items have a powerful allure of their own.
Same here in Wilmington, DE, USA. We are allowed to go to our state parks (as long as you don’t congregate or touch playground equipment), but because it’s the only thing to do, it’s way too busy for our taste. Fortunately, our neighborhood connects to some wooded trails and a community park, so long early morning walks have been good. Another idea for garden beagle activity (other than digging up plants!) is a modified Easter egg hunt. Husband Rob used to take a handful of large dog treats (they were this junky dog food called Dinner Rounds, about the size of the end of your thumb, and made to look like cross sections of marrow bone. We would never feed that, but they were acceptable as an occasional treat, like french fries from McDonalds), and throw them around the yard so the beagles had to run around and find them in the grass. They enjoyed the frantic running and sniffing to locate said junk food, and since they were running in different directions and gobbling up what they found, we didn’t have any issues with fights. Stay safe and sane, and good luck with the vegetable garden. Looking forward to seeing the progress, we have too much shade for one in our garden.