Of Ballparks and Felines …
Posted on February 8th, 2007 by Jonathan Dalton
Teresa sure wouldn’t approve of this but, hey, I’m just a beagle. What Boss doesn’t know I post won’t hurt him.
Thankfully, I came with my own name. Otherwise Boss would have named me Crosley or Polo or Forbes or Shibe or (horror of horrors) Enron. He seemed to have a thing for naming pets after old ballparks. Something about honoring the tradition of baseball.
But baseball parks don’t last forever. And neither do we. Roo on, Ebby Kitty. Roo on.
Ebbets
1991 - 2007
Boss will be back with regular real estate tomorrow and I’ll be back Saturday.
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I love beagles, I have a beagle and she is O.K. too.
Had a beagle named Moki, after moki canyon at lake powell. That dog had a mind of it’s own. Now I’m back to labs.
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