Cruisin'... on a Sunday afternoon

Ah, the Bogcedes. My home away from home. I have always commandeered the back seat as my command module, but today I suddenly decided that I wanted to be in the co-pilot seat (where I always sat in the Bogie Beetle).

So rather than waiting until the car was stopped I just walked forward to claim my spot. Mama needs me as her navigator, after all, since we don't have GPS or anything...

More luxurious and comfy than the front seat of the Bogie Beetle, I must say. Generally this would be where dad would be sitting (or mama, if dad was driving). I feel kinda comfy here.

Yes... this will do nicely.

What mama? You say that you're kind of hungry? Well guess what, so am I. Where are we? Northeast Portland, eh. It's a little dreary outside right now, so lets find somewhere that we can both sit outside and that is kind of covered. I'm in.

Rather than driving around for hours and in circles, lets just go to Panera Bread. They have a nice outdoor patio where I am welcome and that is covered just in case it rains.

I'm feeling VERY protective of mama these days. If I'm not in her lap then I'm putting myself between her and pretty much anyone who comes close. Since I'm Man of the House now, I have to make sure that I take good care of her - dad would want me to.

See dad? I give her extra-big kisses for both of us.

I've got this Man of the House thing in the bag. We're both still in shock about everything that has happened, but I want to make sure that dad knows - I'M TAKING GOOD CARE OF MAMA FOR YOU.

Of course all of this love doesn't come without conditions. I'll take some of that tasty panini and a few ice cubes, please.

Mmm... tomato.

Lets finish up here, I'm ready for some adventure mama!

In reading through my recent comments, I was asked about the Green Tripe food that I've been eating. Voila - here is a photo of me posing with a can (ok, I'm eating but hey, that's posing isn't it?). The company that makes it is called Solid Gold, and we get ours at either the local pet store or Petco. Mama says that it's awesome because I always eat every single bit of it - I concur - but there is one caveat... IT STINKS. It is truly a unique kind of stink, if you've never smelled tripe well you're in for something very, very special. But it's good for me, creates excellent poop, and I like it. SOLD!

Love,

Bogart