Beau’s Big Adventure- Lost and Found

This just in: Beau’s Blog is going off-script today, mostly because Beau himself went off-script yesterday.

Friends, prepare yourselves for a harrowing tale of canine adventure, a story that begins, as so many do, with a Potato Gun. Yes, our neighbor, in a stroke of backyard genius and in preparaton of tomorrow’s big Potato Gun Competition, was testing his latest creation. C.C., ever the curious one, moseyed on over, and naturally, Beau, his furry shadow, followed suit. Now, Beau has a delicate constitution when it comes to loud bangs. So when the Potato Gun roared, Beau, with an impressive display of self-preservation, made like a tree and leafed.

The irony, of course, is that while the Potato Gun sounded like the end of days, Beau’s vanishing act was remarkably quiet. No fanfare, no dramatic yelps, just… gone. It wasn’t until I stepped out, surveying the wreckage of what I can only assume was a very loud potato, that I noticed the distinct lack of Beau followed by an immediate, eloquent query: “Where’s Beau?!”

Thus began the frantic search. I cycled with the intensity of a Tour de France competitor, checking every nook, every cranny, every potential napping spot. Our neighbour and his offspring, clearly seasoned search-and-rescuers, joined the fray. Just when I was about to issue a Canine Alert, there he was, prancing along the shore. His escort? Another neighbour who, clearly possessing superior strategic thinking, had armed herself with liver treats. Apparently, the path to Beau’s heart (and getting him to accept being leashed) is paved with delicious organ meat.

And where, pray tell, did our intrepid explorer finally decide to settle down? Exactly where any discerning dog would: on our usual walking path to Orlebar Point, casually lounging by the roadside, undoubtedly contemplating the deeper meaning of runaway potatoes.

P.S. The Potato Gun competition is tomorrow. Beau’s not going! (He’s clearly learned his lesson about explosive hobbies – or at least, I know not to take him anywhere near a Potato Gun!)

As an aside, Beau has excellent taste in recreation. He absolutely adores playing in the surf. I’m pretty sure he thinks he’s living in his own private Shangri-la!

And here’s a video to prove he’s quite the water dog! 🙂