A New Beagle

When on a walk earlier today, I met a man walking a beagle named Max. Max, a large, solid beagle, bigger than my childhood friend Rex, sat down and happily accepted my pats and scritches; he might have been willing to stay that way for a long time, but then his attention shifted to someone more interesting than a new human. Two people were walking a small dog, so Max turned to look at the other dog. The new humans warned that their dog could be skittish, so Max’s master restrained him, and the other people and their pooch walked around us.

I commented on Max giving higher priority to another dog than to me, and his human agreed that Max liked to socialize with other dogs. Well, at least I’ve met another beagle.