Beagle in the City #301

Ethan: I don’t care what you thought you saw, you have to come inside now and take a bath. Or I can just use the water hose…
Simon: It was really there though, it was a ground hog, dad. I can smell it. I have to go find it.
Ethan: It’s not gonna happen, man.
Francis: I was there, kind of, through the windows, it boxed at his nose…
Francis: Face it…he’s not into the poems…He’s into the wrestling…
Ethan: Oh god….
Simon: You gotta let me be a hound dog, dad. I gotta use my nose.
Francis: Let him joins the circus.
Ethan: Let me tell you both a story about the digging-est dog…

Beagle in the City #300

Ethan: Well, we made it buddy.

Simon: We did?

Francis: Frashasha! (Plays drums)

Ethan: This is our 300th!

Simon: Oh boy! What’s a 300?

Ethan: We’ve been through a lot together…

Simon: Here’s a sniff back…I was saving that one…

Ethan: it was funny.

Francis: I’m buying you both a jokes book…

Beagle in the City #298

Francis: Heya wassup.
Ethan: man, I don’t know what was in the air today, but it was busy…
Simon: (sniffs air) some pizza, some bacon, some eggos,
Ethan: that’s what’s in the fridge…
Simon: Oh…
Francis: Sit down, fluff up, drink a beers…
Ethan: wait, what did y’all DO while I was gone???
Simon: …..
Francis: we napped, and we watched doctor who’s and simons threw up in the bed…and we played with the tennis ball…
Ethan: wait! Ahhh man…you want a popsicle?
Francis: I want purple!
Ethan: Not you,you’re fine…
Francis: (cough cough) oh no’s no’s no’s no’s..I gots the sick.
Simon: I don’t believe he’s ever been sick.
Ethan: Well, he’s never ate from the trash.

Beagle in the City #297

Simon: We have here, the sad poet, in his natural habitat.
Francis: Lost! The wordy words! The alphabits!
Ethan: Guys, I’m literally, right here…
Simon: uh hey dad, so it’s almost natural poetry month.
Ethan: National.
Simon: BananaWrimo!
Ethan: Oh god…that’s novel month and it’s in November.
Francis: You better find your wordy words.
Simon: A poem a day! All Month!
Francis: Or you can paws a poem on stagez! Or memories one.
Ethan: Oh god….I need a drink.

Beagle in The City #293

Ethan: (steps in something…) what the?? Ugh…FRANCIS! Francis Cash! Get in here!
Francis: What did I do?
Ethan: Why did you not use your litter box? Oh my god, it’s everywhere…this is carpet man.
(Starts to clean it up.)
Wait, this isn’t sh$t this is olives…
Simon: Yeah, I wouldn’t eat those, they’re gross and disgusting.
Francis: Atleast he tries new tings.
Simon: the cheeses were good tho.
Ethan: man, I was saving these…