What's up, dog?

Well, summer is here. Amos and I have been spending a lot of time indoors in the air conditioning. It's quite the life. Summer also means more visitors to the neighborhood. For instance, the obnoxious tiny white dog who's visiting next door. Amos and I are not fans. Not in the least. We do a lot of barking when we go outside. Hopefully the little white dog gets the hint and goes home.

A dearth of Amos

I hereby seek to rectify the scarcity of Amos on this blog. He is the second child and does tend to be ignored and upstaged by his big bulldog sister. So here are some updates on Sir Amos Q. Beaglesworth. Um...he got a bath yesterday. Which is good news because he stank.
Amos continues to leave all guard dogging duties to me. He almost never barks. Can you believe it? A non-barking beagle? But when he does bark it sounds horrendous. The other day he noticed the kids next door hopping around on a pogo stick and raised quite a ruckus.
In conclusion, Amos continues to be the Nermal to my Garfield. But he's family and I love him.

I call this photo..."the pursuit"

Mine!

I claim this croc in the name of bulldogs everywhere!

Snack on the patio

I'm not eating grass clippings on the patio. I promise.OK, you caught me.

Amos and the duvet

Amos has found that a duvet makes for an excellent napping surface. I don't know why Beth and Michael don't let us have duvets in our crates...what could go wrong?

Bulldog or bullfrog?

Am I licking the sunlight or catching flies? You'll never know!