Capers of the Beagle

The Beagle found me via a newspaper ad in May of 2006. At this time, his name was Spot, and he was 15 months old.

Soon after his arrival, his name was changed to (the slightly more regal and gentlemanly) Maximilian. And he began two (apparently) new hobbies.

1) Collecting shoes (it doesn't really matter to whom they belong, but mine seem to be the preferred variety)...

2) And lying in the sun (as if he were a cat).

Other qualities in Maximilian changed as well. He was a bit overweight upon his arrival in my life. We fixed that by walking and walking and walking (and sometimes running or rollerblading). Now we walk 3-4 miles every day with the (possibly sole) motivation on Maximilian's part that the world is his great, big buffet line. Maximilian also learned to like water (an element of which he was terrified at first).

Eventually he became comfortable enough to ride (and even fall asleep) on the back of the kayak.

But in fine beagle fashion, when he is not otherwise engaged in an outdoor activity, he is typically lounging in the most comfortable spot he can find. Sweet, wonderful beagle that he is; that's a good beagle Maximilian.