Summer (well technically we aren’t there yet, but its hot enough a Dog can call it summer) is the bestest of times.

Sure beats winter…freezing cold, so cold your nose freezes shut, wind that takes your nose right off your face and then laughs at you because you can’t breathe anymore and no rides in the back of the pick-up because it is just WAY TOO COLD!

Just like in winter we go everywhere with Mom and sometimes Dad.  But in summer they go lots more places we get to go with them too—

Like town—Fuzzy and I wait with Mom while Dad goes into the parts store or the hardware store…Mom always waits with us because there are people around that will kidnap dogs.

We always go irrigating and sometimes just for walks with Mom.  There we see things like rabbits…

I NEVER CHASE RABBITS.  Mom says I’m a funny beagle because that is what my breed was bred for…to CHASE RABBITS.

But I don’t.

They are my friends.

I’m more interested in just smelling the smells and seeing what news is out there.  Maybe I was a news reporter in my former life.  Tee hee, hahaha…snort, churckle!

Fuzzy likes to bark at the birds…he never bothers the Robins, but he sure does like to bark at the Barn Swallows!  🙂

We help with hay, the irrigation, (morning, noon and night) and we work with Mom in her yard.

Lately the heat has been ‘over-the-top’ not just the heat but lots and lots of high winds.  But Fuzzy and I have it figured out how to stay cool.

Nothing beats underneath Dad’s pick-up!

Nothing!

We lay under there and we stay cool and unruffled!

On top of all of those really cool things to do we get to chase

SQUIRRELS!!!

Gotta go!  HURRY FUZZY HE IS HERE!

Boomer