Birdsboro Birddogs

“Bray”

Bray Statistics

Breed: Beagle (13")

DOB: Aproximately 05/15/2006

Breeder: Acquired through Rescue

Color: Tricolor

Weight: 16 lbs

Breeding Status: Spayed

Meaning of Name: Bray is the beach in Dublin, Ireland where Kyle proposed to me (Erin).  We got Bray from a rescue group in South Bend, Indiana and, being Notre Dame country, they had named her Irish. 

Nicknames: Robin

Special Talents: Singing of course!  She can also dance.  And, if allowed, she will happily wash your entire face!  Arnold and Bray are often my co-pilots for road trips to transport rescue Pointers (although the Pointers often take turns as well).

About Bray

We got Bray a week after loosing our beloved Beagle, Hopkins, who had gone through so much with me.  Much to our amazement, we both missed having a Beagle in the household!  I had intended for Arnold to be our future little dog for afterHopkins passed away.  I figured if we got one little dog about every 10 years, we'd also have one in the house.  But, I thought Hopper had a few more good years in her, as she hadn't shown any signs of being old.  However, Hopkins sucumbed to cancer about three weeks after we got Arnold.  For those of you who have never had the pleasure of owning a Beagle, here's the short of it... they inhale their food and always think they are going to starve  (the mentality arises from how they are fed in packs), they bay (make that lovely, loud "aroooh" noise) often when you want some quiet time, they are very clever and can find their way in or out of anything (but being brilliant, they can also learn anything for food), they follow their nose more than their people, and they are incredibly sweet and loving and constantly make you laugh.  We got Bray from a rescue group in Indiana.  In my sadness of loosing Hopper, I spent hours looking at Beagle faces on www.petfinder.com  It was a sort of therapy for me.  But, none of them seemed good enough to be the heir to the throne of Hopkins, who is one of the coolest dogs I have ever known.  And, then I stumbled onto Bray (then named "Irish").  Everything about her, even her name, seemed to make sense.  She looked like a mini-Hopkins, except that she had those big Beagle ears instead of the small triangular Pointer-like ones that Hopper had.  And so, the following weekend, we went to meet her and brought her home.  Bray and Arnold are about the same age, and fit together like peas and carrots.  They love the big dogs, but adore having each other to snuggle and play with the way only little dogs can.

Pictures of Bray