Tuesday, July 31, 2007

The Neighborhood Threat

Continuing on my Distract-A-Dale tour (so I don't cry every day over the passing of my buddy Oscar), today I thought I'd take you around my neighborhood a little by video...

The first thing I encounter most mornings when I leave my apartment is "The Canine Interloper", a doggie who lives right next door and, ahem, "greets" me by barking and running in wild circles every time he sees me. He's awfully cute, but since he doesn't ever want to play nice, I just walk on by...

A flock of crows have taken over MY PARK in the mornings. They are BIG and they are LOUD and they follow me on my walkie. They used to bother me but now I'm not that interested... since they just fly away whenever I've chased them I lost interest.


Love,

Bogart

To Aire is Divine

Monday, July 30, 2007

Distract-A-Dale

Bogie's Cool Stick


Continuing my ongoing Distract-a-Dale campaign (so I'm not crying about my buddy Oscar)...

Bogie's Cool Stick

Check out this cool mucho-macho stick I found this morning! (not to mention that nice, crusty tongue-coating I'm working on)...

All I wanna do is sit peacefully under a tree (yes, it HAS to be in the shade, it's too freakin' hot out there!) and chew on my new-found best-stick-friend. But noooooo....

Bogie's Cool Stick

Ultimately, I will get my way...

Love,

Bogart

To Aire is Divine

Sunday, July 29, 2007

The Day After

We've been sooo sad about the passing of our dear friend Oscar, mom thought we needed to get out of the house and try to be happy again - to do some fun, different things. So we piled into the Bogie-mobile and off we went for a very full day (it takes a LOT to distract us from cryin' about our buddy)...

First things first - I had a refreshing shower with Dad. As much as I'm not really into getting wet, I do have to say that after the shower is over I feel mighty fresh and good. Runnin' around the apartment, aire-drying, rubbing up against everything. Now I'm READY...

The first stop was a little drive away - we went to Larchmont Village, one of the few walking streets in Los Angeles.

Lots of little shops, restaurants, cafes, etc. Lots of people too because they apparently have a farmers market there on Sundays (and no dogs allowed inside - barbarians!) so we had to do a lot of walking "around" it. No worries for me, lots of people had dogs with them (they must have had the same idea we did and were big fans of Oscar too). Oddly, most of the doggies weren't that friendly to me and had to be pulled back by their owners. But I maintained calm and didn't get into any arguments... I wanted to see everything!

Looking at properties - thinking about getting my own backyard sometime...

Mom thought it would be funny to get me a real haircut at the Barber Shop but haha mom - they're CLOSED on Sunday!!! So just a little posing and an inside joke.

Then I started sniffing around this shop... thought maybe I'd pick up a little something for some of my Aire-girl friends (was thinkin' of Miss Maggie, Sunshade, Putter, the Airechicks, Allegra, Maggie 2, & Faya and maybe a little somethin' for Snickers...).

It gave me a *special* twitter so I happily posed for the photo.

We wanted to eat some lunch but every cafe was pretty crowded... so we headed to Old Town Pasadena and a place where they always give me great treatment, Malagueta!

I had my own area to lay down, and a nice, cold bowl of water. Even a few pieces of mozzarella cheese fell down magically from mom's plate. Mmm mmm mmm.

I thought we'd be heading home after that, but instead we went over to dad's friend Stephen's house nearby... I haven't been there in AGES and got really excited. Now mom says that she was a little wary about us going over there because the last time we were there I got into a little doggie argument with one of their doggies (they have 3). So she wasn't sure if this was going to work...

But she had nothing to worry about, the one doggie that I don't get along with was in the backyard and we got to run around in the front yard. Yay! Running in grass, playing with doggies, this is great fun for an apartment-dog like me.

Sitting by the pool with the humans was fun too - although sometimes their conversation gets a little bit boring. But they had doggie cookies and they were sitting in the shade, so I was happy to join their little party.

Very relaxing, then a nice, easy drive home.

Mom and dad were relaxed too and didn't feel like cooking dinner (well, they cooked MINE so basically all is well with the world) so off we went AGAIN, this time to our local Mexican place, the Rodeo Grill. Mom and I sat outside, watching all of the hipsters slump by, while dad went in to get their burritos. One guy came up to me and was talking to mom - he's one of the waiters from Good Microbrew, the place we always go for lunch! He recognized me before he recognized mom... yes, I'm pretty memorable indeed.

So as you can see it was a BUSY day, and a fun one. Didn't make me forget about my buddy Oscar, I'll never forget about him! But I hope that he's watching, reading my blog from the Rainbow Bridge, and having a good laugh at my Aire-ventures.

Love,

Bogart

To Aire is Divine

Saturday, July 28, 2007

Oscar, WE LOVE YOU


I simply cannot believe that my buddy Oscar is gone. It's too terrible. Mom and I have been crying all day since we found out (that's why she had to wear sunglasses in the photos, she'd been crying all morning!).

We had to do SOMETHING... so we went out to that most special place, Rally Burger. And I got not one burger today but two - one for me, and one for Oscar - which you'd be pleased to know buddy I ate happily for the both of us.

In honor of you, my friend, eating it the BEST WAY (patty first, then bottom bun, then top bun)...

RIP Oscar

RUN WILD AND FREE OH HANDSOME DALE...

Save a good spot for me in Aire-heaven, will ya buddy?

Love,

Bogart

To Aire is Divine

RIP Oscar


I am absolutely inconsolable and if a doggie can cry, I'm cryin' buckets.

My dear blogging Dale buddy Oscar has crossed the Rainbow Bridge today. Oscar, today you are truly (To Aire is) Divine. I LOVE YA, BUDDY.

I cannot even begin to imagine how sad his mom and dad are, I just send them ALL THE LOVE IN THE WORLD...

Love,

Bogart

Friday, July 27, 2007

When Pigs Fly


Today I had my very first pig snout.

They're odd-looking things, mom had some trouble with it (her being a silly vegetarian and all), but I got it as a gift from Heidi's mom so hey, I had to try it!

While the texture is interesting and the smell is pleasing, I just couldn't wrap my Crocodale-teeth around this one. I sniffed and I licked and I tossed it around but it just didn't get any better. Do you other doggies like these? What am I doing wrong?

Love,

Bogart

To Aire is Divine

Wednesday, July 25, 2007

That Damn Cam...era


Perhaps you've noticed that I haven't been as prolific in posting as I've been in the past. Just recently. For the last few weeks or so. Well, there is a specific, annoying reason for the absence.

B-a-t-t-e-r-i-e-s

The word that stirs fear deep in the heart of my mom. For some crazy unknown reason, every battery that she puts into the camera dies out after a few furtive attempts at photography. Even this morning, after she bought a new charger for her rechargeable batteries (with new batteries to boot!), all specific for high-drain devices like our little Olympus, and we trotted outside to the park for some fun stick-work... after a few quick shots the damn thing died.

Notice how I try to maneuver dad into staying in the shade? It's still brutally hot here in SoCal, so if I scoot my butt over to the shady area then it feels a little c-o-o-l-e-r...

I think I'll just sit here for awhile with this tasty stick dad...

Uh, can we stop throwing it for just a minute? I really wanna sink my teeth into this one...

She's pulling her hair out over this battery thang (and if you've seen her you know, she doesn't have that much to lose!), and it is causing the world to be denied it's daily dose of Dale. She's done a LOT of digital photography over the years and the camera isn't new... anyone have any idea what to do about the evil batteries?

I suggested burying them out in the park and while she was with me in spirit, when it came time to open the camera to let the little suckers fall into their dusty grave, she just couldn't do it.

Love,

Bogart

To Aire is Divine