There are hundreds of things that I remember about Honey Beau. At first I
tried to come up with one or two really special ones to post here. When
that proved impossible, I decided to share several of my special memories
in a couple of sentences each. I have ordered these chronologically, more
Cricket games -- During sunny autumn days, crickets took cover under the
landscaping timbers along our driveway. Honey Beau sniffed along the
ground next to the timbers until he found one to "play" with, but I don't
think the cricket thought it was much of a game.
Chew bone presents -- Beyond a doubt his most favorite wrapped present was
a rawhide chew bone. He tore the paper just enough to expose the chew
bone, then pull it out, run off to another room, and chew it completely up.
Nose snow plow -- Honey Beau really enjoyed playing in the snow. He plowed
his nose through the snow until he had a pile of it on top of his
nose. All the while he was gathering little balls of snow on his legs and
belly. All snowy, he was ready to come back into the house.
Camp food -- While camping with the family, he found his dog food was even
tastier after he had rolled it around on the ground a little bit and shared
some of it with the bees.
Up, Honey Beau! Up! -- The two of us used to take walks in the lane in
front of the house, but Honey Beau did not like using a leash. When the
occasional car came along, I'd shout: Up, Honey Beau! Up! He would
immediately start running towards me and not slow down until he hopped up
and put his front paws on my leg. He held that pose until the danger
passed. Then he would drop back down and continue his walk.
Tight figure eight's -- Whether in the house or in the yard, he sometimes
just got so wound up that he would start running around in figure
eight's. He took turns so tight, that he often rolled over. His
momentum carried him upright again and he kept on going.
Frosty Paws -- Just as rawhide chew bones were his favorite present, Frosty
Paws was undoubtedly his favorite treat. To say he ate Frosty Paws with
gusto is an understatement! I don't remember when he first started eating
it, but I do know he had a tablespoon full of Frosty Paws almost every day
from when he did start, including his very last day. I guess even a dog
enjoys life's little pleasures.
Licks and nips -- Often while I was holding Honey Beau, he licked my
cheek. Sometimes he got carried away and the cheek licking slowly
turned into little ear nips. Occasionally those little ear nips became
more than little ear nips!
Snuggles -- Another of life's simple pleasures comes when the day is all
done and it is time to rest. Being a dog means having plenty of
opportunities to rest. Honey Beau really enjoyed snuggling down on a
sheepskin pad or a baby blanket for his quiet time.
Love -- For over eighteen years, Honey Beau was part of my life. And for
over eighteen years he gave me his love. Rest in peace, Beau. I love
you. I miss you.