Six decades of beagles-here's the last, Flikka. Paws on every one we had smelled like popcorn.
Thats a happy beagle! Mine (below) was a rescue, she had been used as a puppy mill mother and then somehow "got out" and picked up by the pound. Even at 3 years she had never known how to bay... I had to teach her, she's my little girl.