Points Make Prizes

Today’s Beagle Racing at Inch Farm, Kincardine didn’t have quite the excitement and drama of last Sunday’s Derby, but it was still a fun day out with (for the most part) great weather.

Three new racers joined the gang: Hamish, who was cheated of his chance to race a fortnight ago when torrential rain flooded the track, and Bailey and Pebble. It’s customary for one of the newbies to do the draw for the initial heats (I had to do it the first time Beanie raced), and this week that honor fell to Hamish’s dad.

The draw put Beanie up against Murphy and Milo, but there were a couple of surprises in store. The first was that poor Milo would be starting 6 yards behind the other dogs. Why? Well today’s racing was for points (more on that later), and since Milo had won the previous points match held earlier in the year, he was hit with the handicap. That was the first surprise. The second was that the battery powered motor that pulls the lure was about to have one of its funny spells..

Everything seemed fine at the start, but towards the end of the race the dogs started getting uncomfortably close to the lure. So close in fact, that the leader Murphy caught it and stopped to examine his prey.

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Bad move, because Beanie and the other dogs just kept on going! Murphy quickly dropped the lure and rejoined the race but it was too late; Beanie crossed the line first, winning her heat.

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Our pup found the whole situation very confusing though!

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I think Hamish found his race quite confusing too. As the other Beagles sped off, he was left at the start line, wondering why they were so keen to chase a silly bundle of inedible red and white tape. Fortunately, a family member was on hand to encourage him down the track:

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By the time his second race came along he was starting to get the idea, and crossed the finish line without assistance. Smart boy! Fellow newbies Bailey and Pebble also found their racing feet quickly, and one of them (Bailey I think?) even finished second in one of his races. What a great start!

Beanie’s chums Nollaig, Breac and Tiarnach also did very well, despite a little naughtiness early on, some of which was caught on camera..

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Tiarnach pulls up alongside Nollaig and tugs at her vest

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Job done! Now for a quick get away!

Naughty boy! But he still made it through to the final, along with his brother Breac.

Beanie came up against Murphy again in her second heat, and this time there was no hiccup with the lure to deprive him of a win, but Beanie came second and got her place in the final:

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In the final Murphy once again got the win, with Beanie in second place, Tiarnach in third and Breac in fourth.

Experienced racer Sam was also handicapped – just like Milo – after a great performance in an earlier points match. Again like Milo, this kept him out of the final, but it didn’t keep him from getting a rosette. He stormed through the field to win the consolation race.

Before we headed home, race organizer Graham told us that Beanie’s second place was actually the most desirable result from a points perspective. It adds to the dog’s total without incurring the penalty of the handicap in the next race. At the end of the season, it’s the dog with the highest total that gets the prize – the number of wins is irrelevant. Maybe so, but I reckon it’s more fun to just plain win races, and the season isn’t over yet!

Nightmares and Puppy Adventures

We got off to a late start this morning. I’d stayed up way too late last night reading through the reactions to a programme on the Beeb: Pedigree Dogs Exposed. You can still catch it online via the iPlayer if you’re quick – click here, but be warned some scenes aren’t easy to watch if you’re a dog lover.

Anyway I eventually managed to get out of bed, and the three of us headed off to the park. As we walked up the muddy path to the so-called “puppy field” we were met by – very appropriately – a puppy. A very young Beagle called Tara in this case. She’d wandered off from her mum Tess and sister Clara, no doubt giving her owner Louise a minor heart attack. Beanie hadn’t been anywhere near as bold when she was that young! Maybe two puppy siblings really are double trouble!

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Beanie, Tara and Clara

We let Beanie off lead, and after a short meet and greet, she started running off some of her boundless energy with anyone who was up for a chase:

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Before long, her German Shepherd friend Kirby turned up. Kirby had been lacking confidence for some time following an attack by another dog. She seemed to be doing just fine with our little hooligan though!

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Tess’s two pups seemed to be running on Duracell batteries too. When they weren’t boldly exploring..

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..they were wrestling each other over twigs and the shredded remains of tennis balls!

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The thing I really liked was that Beanie was happy to play with them, but she played gently. Hopefully that’s a sign that she’ll get on well with her baby brother when we get him next year. On the other hand, Tara and Clara are showing us just how fearless and inquisitive Beagle pups can be when they’re together. It’s hard enough keeping an eye on one crazy Beagle. How tough is it going to be when we’ve got two of ’em!

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The Four Beagles Of The Aporkalypse

Our friends Kathleen and Neil of Mochuisle Beagles suggested we meet up on Irvine beach on Tuesday evening. We were both snowed under with work, so of course we agreed!

We arrived first, and went for a little wander on the sand to keep Beanie amused. At first she was happy to swap sniffs with other dogs, but then her nose caught a more interesting scent, and she bolted off, apparently towards the car park. I gave chase as best I could (the days when I could out-pace Beanie are long gone!) and as I approached, I realized she wasn’t headed for the car park at all. Nope, she was hunting the Beagle’s natural prey: the picnicker.

As I closed in on her, I could see Beanie had already carried out a successful raid; she had what appeared to be a large pork pie stuck in her mush. I quickened my pace, and in response Beanie speed-swallowed the whole pie (all Beagles can do this – chewing is just too slow when you’re being naughty).

By the time I caught her, she was already heading in for a second raid. I apologized to the picnickers and made a show of being annoyed with Beanie, but really I was annoyed at them. OK, technically it was all my fault, and I should either have perfect control over my dog, or forever keep her on lead. But the reality is that picnickers are a pest, a nuisance to dog-walking society that should be legislated against, along with cyclists, power-walkers and, in the eyes of some, joggers. Personally I can’t honestly condemn joggers as I dabble in jogging myself. But picnickers and cyclists? Hang ’em, that’s what I say.

But I digress.

OK, so I got Beanie back on her lead, and we wandered around a bit more until Kathleen and Neil arrived with three of their Beagles: Spike, Breac and Tiarnach. We walked the four dogs a good few hundred yards along the beach and then, thinking they were a safe distance from any trouble, we let them all off lead. Almost immediately they all raced back down the beach. In seconds they turned from dogs to matchstick silhouettes, and then to dots on the horizon. They seemed to be heading for something along the water’s edge. Kathleen speculated that it might be a sewage outlet. Nice. We called them, and after minute or so the dots seemed to be heading back towards us. Then one dot, somewhat smaller than the others (and clearly naughtier), turned and headed away from the water, back towards the picnic site. One by one, the three other dots swung round and followed. A massed attack on the picnic site was under way! Needless to say we retrieved our fourlegged hooligans, apologized again, and dragged them even further away from their prey. Happily, the rest of the walk was free of any more food stealing incidents.

It was interesting to see how Beanie interacted with the other Beagles. In the park, she normally involves herself in the pack very quickly. Here, she seemed to be holding back.

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Perhaps it was because Breac and Tiarnach are brothers and obviously very close..

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..on the other hand, maybe it was because she had a big unmasticated pork pie rolling around in her stomach. Regardless, she earned her membership when the frisbee toy landed a little too far into the sea. Calling on her swimming experience, she waded into the water, grabbed the toy and brought it back onto dry land.

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She was now a fully fledged member of the gang,

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..and as such, she was allowed to engage in trials of strength with the other members.

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Breac and Beanie battle it out. Is this a sign of things to come on the Beagle race track?

All too soon it was time to head back and go our separate ways, leaving the beach safe for picnics once again. But for how long?

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