Category: Beagle Tales

Today I watched Daisy, my sweet old girl, curled up in her favorite chair on the porch—content, peaceful, and safe. The sunlight streamed through the trees, and she let it warm her face as she drifted in and out of sleep ☀️💤. Her eyesight is fading, and she gets a little confused sometimes, but there’s still so much life in her. So much heart.

This chair has become her throne—a soft cushion, a sunny corner, and the hum of the outside world she’s always loved. It’s where she can just be. No pressure, no pain, no expectations. Just peace 🌿🪑.

We don’t know how much time we have left with her. She’s walked so many miles beside us—through good days, hard seasons, quiet nights. She’s always been there. And now we get to be here for her. Holding space. Letting her rest.

These moments… they feel like small miracles. And I don’t want to forget them. So here it is—a memory of a gentle day, a soft breeze, and a beagle who still loves to nap in the sun.

Love you forever, Daisy girl.

Being a beagle mama means riding the waves of both joy and unexpected challenges. A little over a week ago, I noticed a hot spot on Max’s leg and started treating it at home. Everything seemed manageable until, out of nowhere, his leg swelled up. It was alarming, and I didn’t waste time getting him to the vet.

That first visit revealed Max likely has a cellulitis infection. Since then, we’ve been on a bit of a vet journey—three visits and two dressing changes later, and we’re heading back for his fourth visit on Monday. Max has been such a trooper through it all, keeping his sweet spirit even when the bandages come off and the wound care begins.

One of the silver linings of these vet days is our little tradition—a stop at McDonald’s for a well-deserved treat. Usually, it’s french fries, but since one of our appointments was bright and early, Max and Daisy got hash browns instead. I love being able to give them something simple to brighten what could otherwise be a tough day.

As much as I wish Max’s healing journey was already over, I’m grateful for how resilient he’s been and the small joys that have come along the way. Sometimes, being a beagle mama means facing the unexpected, but the love and loyalty of my hound dogs make every step worth it.

I’ll post an update after Monday’s visit. Hopefully, we’ll be even closer to getting Max back to full health!

Do you have any vet day traditions or special ways to comfort your pets during healing? I’d love to hear about them in the comments!