Still BIG

I have mastered the art of BIGNESS.

It doesn't matter that the scale at the vet office says that I'm ALMOST 26 POUNDS. That scale says Belle and Kacey are smaller than me, but I knew that. It says that Jean-Luc is bigger than me, but that's silly. Because I can do something Jean-Luc can't do.

The art of BIGNESS.

When mymom picks me up, I can become MUCH BIGGER.

She says Strider the Wonderhound could do the same thing. He could be HEAVY. He could be so HEAVY she could tell it just from walking past him when he was pretending to sleep on his bed. He could do it when he felt like it, if he wanted to make sure people knew he wasn't going anywhere just then.

Mymom misses him. I can tell.

So I do it differently. I do it my own way. I wait until just after mymom picks me up, but not very long. Not even before she's standing straight again. Then I turn on my BIGNESS and she goes "oof!"

Beagle Bigness Magic.

Mymom makes noise!

I'm so proud of mymom! She can't BAWH! properly, but she has other ways to make noise!

She's working this evening. Boring for me, but she does it a lot anyway. Tonight myneighbors are making lots of noise, though. They have their own sort of singing. They need special sound-making things, and sometimes they make those things VERY LOUD. Even though they aren't close, myhouse goes BOOM BOOM BOOMDY BOOM.

It's a boring noise. I don't like it. Mymom can't work when it does that. So she puts on her own music! It's not Beagley exciting music, mostly. Not many voices. No BAWH!. But tonight! Mymom impressed me! She put on some music and it woke me up and then I had to sit up and think about it and use my face wrinkles.

*wrinkle*

Mymom says it's bagpipes and things. OH.

BAWH! BAWH!

I hope the neighbor people can hear it.