Never having owned a beagle, when people asked if puppy Nemo had found his voice, I found the question odd. Yes, Nemo growled, and barked–or something that passed for one. And sometimes, Nemo even howled. This last was charming, a serenade similar to the one our Australian Shepherd used to warble when he sang along at birthday parties.
We have an interesting mix of dogs on our block. Onie and Raven are schnauzers who flank our house like twin sentinels. Across and down the street are look-alike poodles, who make it clear that any other dog had better keep its distance. At the farthest end are three mini-residents who yap for hours when grass rustles in the wind.