Thursday, April 26, 2012


This blog is being taken over by me, Annie the beagle. I deserve more screen time than Ernest as I am much cuter and smaller.  I am a delicate flower compared the Mr. Thunderpaws and his side kick, Charlie.


When I go for walks I stop by and visit Ernest.  I often like to see what Ernest has left in his bowl.  Usually he leaves something. Does he not know there are starving beagles in Nepal?

Dumb boy.

I also like to hang out with Ernest's nmom. She is the nicest.  We talk about food and things that are pink. I like to take naps on the couch, but Ernest needs to keep his distance. Look at this wall they built to keep us apart.

Iron cushions

Don't tell anyone this, but I sort of like Ernest.

Annie, I don't care what you call me as long as you don't call me late for dinner.

Monday, April 23, 2012

It was raining when this picture was taken. I was not amused.

It was sunny and too hot when this picture was taken. I was not amused. I recognize it
must be hard to tell if I am happy or sad, my expression while being full of sentiment, is still so hard
to read.

Yet, for the most part I remain amused, just not with extreme weather.

Ernest puppy, looking for partly sunny and 60F. All the time.

Thursday, April 12, 2012


I think you really missed me.

I know I missed you.

Today, Auntie Claire (mom of wally corgador), posted a link to a site that shows you just how much I can say in just one look.

33 Animals Who Are Extremely Disappointed In You

Clearly they didn't contact me or Charlie, who both think it is time for a WALK.

Ernest puppy, phone your agent.

Wednesday, April 11, 2012


My mom has been asleep on the job. I am trying really hard to wake her up!

clearly you all miss me

I remain handsome even at the ripe age of SIX.

Stay tuned for my life, it is more interesting than my mom's life.

ernest basset at your service