Ladies' Man
From the moment he arrived at the ranch a few months ago from Georgia, blind Briggs fancied himself as a ladies' man. Nothing gets him more worked up than the nearby presence of a new female dog ... and yes, he's been neutered! The only thing that comes close to generating that level of excitement is, well, dinner. (He is a Beagle, after all.)
So whenever new females arrive ... whether they're old (like Lady) or young (like the Poodle sisters, Molly and Priscilla), or something in between (like Sweetie) ... he dashes about like mad, trying to introduce himself to them. He really couldn't care less how old they are. (If he were a human, I suspect he'd be the kind of guy who'd take out a personal ad saying, "Seeking: Any female, age 18-80" and wonder why no one replied.)
In his mind he's this compact hunk of a guy with a soft, courtly Southern manner. He can't imagine why these gals aren't drawn to him.
Alas, it turns out they aren't attracted at all to a pint-sized Beagle with bulging, mottled eyes who wobbles out to greet them. (That until recently he was wearing a lampshade-sized cone on his head didn't help either.) The fact that Briggs can't manage to stand still during the introduction suggests to them he has a drinking problem, though in reality it's the lingering effects of the Rocky Mountain Spotted Fever he contracted in Georgia. But the end result is rather alarming, and so the girls flee as soon as he shows up.
But Briggs remains undaunted, and he figures that an animal sanctuary with a steady stream of new female residents is the best place for a ladies' man like him to be anyway. The right gal will show up one day. Until then, he satisfies himself with a good roll in the spring sunshine:
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Posted by: J. Reed | May 23, 2008 at 07:20 AM
Briggs my boy, no use sunning yourself like that, the ladies know you've been fixed.
Posted by: Andrew, NZ | May 16, 2008 at 10:31 PM
I second the idea of turning your blog posts into a book. I look forward to reading them every day. They're funny, sorrowful, joyous, informative and always full of life. (Plus very well written.) You could be the 21st century James Herriot.
Posted by: Peggy | May 16, 2008 at 03:59 PM
Okay, okay, enough blogs about the beagles :) How about those poodle sisters, how are they?
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Namaste'
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Posted by: Denita Wishart | May 16, 2008 at 01:46 PM
I discovered your site by accident. What a wonderful business you have created; one that brings happiness to your "residents", and happiness to you as well, I'm sure.
All the best.
Posted by: Lloyd Lemons | May 16, 2008 at 01:23 PM
All he needs now is a bottle of Courvossier! (OK, so only SNL afficianatos will get that....)
Posted by: Heidi & the kitties | May 16, 2008 at 09:07 AM
We think you should turn a year's worth of blog posts into a book and sell them for a fundraiser! Your posts are amusing and inspriring. We'd definitely buy one!
Posted by: Wendy and Amanda | May 16, 2008 at 08:52 AM
Aw Briggs is still a real cutie, all things considered. And no ladies or lack thereof are going to take HIS grass and rolling fun away. I predict he wil have a girlfriend sooner rather than later. Will be waiting for a picture of the 2 of them!
Posted by: Angela | May 16, 2008 at 08:12 AM
Seems to be quite the player-as my students would say-he's "beastley"!
And persistent-good for him!!! But, what a perfect logo for the ranch with the rolling beagle dog.
Posted by: Jennie Wiseman | May 16, 2008 at 08:08 AM
Maybe some day a lovely Southern gal will show up, take one look at Briggs and say, C'mon, Bubba, let's shake it!"
Posted by: Moon Rani | May 16, 2008 at 07:51 AM
Hang in there, sweet Briggs....your lady-love may be just a phone call away! You never know.......
Posted by: Debbie | May 16, 2008 at 05:38 AM
Soooo...the PLD (Perfect Lady Dog) would have to be...blind -for the wobbling-, pint-sized too- for the lack of height, from a lonely origin -so she's very happy with her MAN, not overly into eating so she won't disturb his dinner...any more requirements?? Ah, his own age, then they can enjoy each other for years to come!
Posted by: Jessica, NL | May 16, 2008 at 01:26 AM
HAHAHAHA, that's too funny. I say the ladies in your ranch are a little too picky. What's a little drinking as long as it doesn't affect his daily life of eating, sleeping, pooping, peeing, sunning, playing, napping, sniffing, rolling on the ground routines? It's not like he has a drug problem.
Posted by: yoonamaniac | May 15, 2008 at 07:12 PM
Leisure Suit Larry!!
Posted by: Vick Thauvin | May 15, 2008 at 06:02 PM
Steve, that is the best blog yet! I can tell spring has sprung at RDR! Briggs is adorable, I mean very Handsome!
Posted by: Jennifer | May 15, 2008 at 05:33 PM