Hi, I'm Richie S." Every morning I sit down in my home-office and spend an hour or two helping other dog lovers raise a happy Beagle. Nothing beats knowing that what I do has helped someone else... and their dog. When I get a comment saying "thanks..." it makes my day."
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When I was a boy, the nearest I came to owning a Beagle was when we visited my grandfather.
My sister and I were always pestering grandpa to let us take the Beagles for a stroll along trail close to the river.
Every now and then those Beagles Grandpa raised would make a break for freedom.I have long-lasting memories of four beagles taking off into the sunset. Their ears were flapping and their mouths turned up in grins at the thrill of the chase. Grandpa would be hollering at them to come back and those Beagles simply took no notice.
Grandpa's Beagles were the worst trained dogs you could possibly imagine.They would come home on their own a few hours later filthy, tired, and exhilarated.The happiest creatures on the planet.
From those early days, I developed a lifelong love of these dogs...Continued On About