like I said, it ain't stayin' here...
They are awful cute...but there's gotta be a reason most of the strays we'd find back home were either beagles or beagle mixes.
I think they get a scent and completely zone out, a la Homer and his happy place...
And there's the certifiably insane thing.
I had a beagle named "Gilligan" when I was growing up...little miniature beagle...short stocky legs. Cute as a button.
He had a sinus problem so that whenever he bayed he would snort loudly on inhaling. It was so hysterical that when he would take off down the street baying at something, the entire neighborhood would come out to listen!
Ahhhh---RoooooooooSNOOOOOOORRRRRRRT!!! Ah---RoooooooSNOOOOORRRRRTTT!!
Oh man, it was a riot.
He got heartworms though, when he was pretty old and my folks had him put down (I don't think they had the treatments back then that they have today or maybe he was just so old he wouldn't have lived through it.)
I remember brushing him with a pink hairbrush while he laid on his side in the garage, breathing labored. You could tell he just loved it. Then my folks took him.
:(