Adventures of Beagle
- By Hungry Beagle

I lay on my back in my beagle form under the fan trying to stay cool when my nose twitches at the smell assaulting my nose.

'Is that barbeque I smell?'

I drag myself out of the bed with cooling charms and creep out of the room following my nose. By the time I get to the front doors of the castle I am panting, miserable because of the stifling heat and grumbling about the smell being so far away.

I nose through the door and am astonished by what I see. There is a large bonfire on the grounds with a metal stand over it. On that stand in a bunch of meats grilling and I lick my lips at the delicious fragrance.

I am confused by all the people laughing and dancing around the fire to the music I can hear playing from… well I don't know what it is playing from. I don't really care either since I am only here for the food. I creep over to the table and hide underneath it when someone steps up to it plating a bunch of meat. It is good thing there is a cloth that covers the sides.

When I see the shoes leaving, I come back out and stand on my hind legs to get a good look at the food on the table.

I don't need to look far because there right in front of me, begging to be eaten by me is a large juicy steak. My teeth clamp around it before I can even contemplate taking something else and I hear yelling all around me.

I look up and see people coming to me and I know I must protect my steak so I go sprinting back to my chambers and lose them somewhere along the way. I eat quickly and belch. I wonder if they would notice if I went back for second helpings? I lick my lips before deciding it is too hot for that amount of work and curl back up on my bed for a nap. Maybe I will go back after my nap.