I am Bogart Handsome Devil, Airedale Terrier and dog-about-town. I'm growing up in front of the entire world here on my blog... sharing my world with crazy cats and my mama Lulu. The King of Terriers is in da house!
Yeah. You're not getting past me. I even have a stick ready to go should you be foolish enough to try to break into my apartment. I protect my kitties, and I protect my mama. I am the Ultimate Airedale Security System!
First, make sure that you lie diagonally across the bed. Take up as much space as possible. Use your mighty paws to move the covers and pillows around until they are exactly to your liking (and taking up as much space as possible).
If your mama should question you, first keep your eyes closed and pretend you cannot hear her. Then slowly open one eye if she waits. A deep sigh may help at this time.
And then, if you need the big guns, bust out this:
I do not believe in doing anything uncomfortable. Ever. Especially after a hard days' worth of sleeping, walking, eating, and pooping. This pup is pooped, and I believe that only a human-sized bed will do.
So I curl up on mama's covers, slide on up against the nice, soft pillows, and hunker down for a nice, little nap-ola.
It is difficult to sleep when your mama is constantly putting a camera in your face.
Fine. Fire away mama. I'll be asleep in minutes, anyway. ON YOUR BED. With all of your covers under me.
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Your Mission - should you decide to accept it - is to click on each link to vote for Northwest Airedale Terrier Rescue in OR each and every day.
This blog will *not* self-destruct in five seconds. Unless you don't click on at least one of the links. Then it might. But it won't. Because you are cool - obviously, you read an Airedale blog everyday - and I know there will be some clicking happening. So go on, SPREAD THE COOLNESS.
So mama told me that there was this artist - a very important artist - who would be having a big opening of his newest project, right here in Center City. You can always count on me to attend such things as the potential for Airedmiration is HIGH.
And oh yes, the worship started early.
The artwork is Claes Oldenburg's "Paint Torch". It's at PAFA. And supposedly it lights up. And supposedly the artist is going to be here. And yes, I am a ROCKSTAR and taking attention away from the artist because no one else was smart enough to bring their Airedale along to an art opening.
Not really kidding, actually.
Oh wait, are they going to fire up this sucker? Maybe I'll saunter over to watch.
A little education is always a good thing...
This is me AND Claes Oldenburg. Sadly mama managed to mangle the photo a bit. Lets try that again.
In the meantime, I managed to get a head pat and a "nice dog" from the artist. So now I've got my semi-smug, oh yeah you wish you were me right now face on.
This was the very first moment that they lit up the top. Kind of like firing up the Xmas tree. Lots of cheers and excitement...
I watched from a respectable distance so as not to take anything away from the artist on his special day because everyone was paying so much attention to me.
Did you notice the paint plop at the bottom? I did. And speaking as someone who produces his own artful plops daily I say, GOOD JOB CLAES.