Hail to the Chief

Ah yes, it is a FANTASTIC day today! My homeboy, Barack Obama, becomes PRESIDENT today. We are both black-and-tan, so I do feel like we have a bond, you know? That was a pretty sweet limo he was riding in this morning, and how cool was it when he and his wife Michelle got out and walked? Awesome-ness.

So I was feeling inspired by all of this sentiment. I decided that I too would like to walk. With my secret-service guy in tow...

Nobody messes with my dad!!!

We spent a lovely hour or so traipsiing up and down the extinct volcano that is Mt. Tabor. My trusty security detail keeping away the autograph hunters and groupies (although if there had been any female Airedale groupies they'd get whisked backstage if ya know what I mean - wink wink nudge nudge)!

Because we have had such windy conditions here recently, there are lots of trees that have been knocked down and branches everywhere. To me this is a good thing - easy access to sticks - but many of the humans don't see it that way.

In addition to sticks being torn asunder, there are absolute FIELDS of pine cones. I really cannot believe my eyes at how many there are...

Ok, you guys can go, I'm gonna stay here.

Walkie = hungrie. Since we were already close to Hawthorne, lets pop in for some fish and chips at the Hawthorne Fish House, shall we?

I did get some although there are no pictures to prove it. It was cold and windy outside so mama was busy eating her Gardenburger with her fingers trying to keep warm. At least they didn't make me "guard the car" while they ate inside...

Sometimes you just have to show them who's boss. The humans have "talk to the hand", I prefer the far more colorful "talk to my butt"

Hehehe - I got you to look at my butt!!!

Ah well, I'm still basking in the afterglow of this historic day, and hoping that all goes well for my boy Barack.

I haven't received the call yet about that diplomatic post I've been hankering for by the way big guy - you know, Ambassador-to-somewhere-yummy or Secretary-of-something-delicious? Whenever you need me man I'M HERE FOR YOU

Just waiting for that phone to ring.

Oh wait, you do have my email address, don't you? Just gimme a shout...

Love,

Bogart

Chez Bogart

To Aire is Divine

First Dog?

Now I don't like to get involved in politics - I've gone out of my way NOT to mention anything up until now - but today I'll just say this - I'M A HAPPY BOY

On that note, I've heard that our next president has promised his two daughters that after the election they could have a dog. Excellent choice my friend, a good president MUST have a pet. So now the big choice is what kind of dog will they choose?

Yes I can say that Airedales are FANTASTIC dogs, but knowing that they have not had a dog before I'm gonna have to pass on recommending that the first family starts off their dog-filled life with a Dale. Mama says that I'm a HANDFUL AND A HALF, and not a good choice for someone who has not had dogs before. There is apparently also the issue that one of the daughters may be somewhat allergic.

I was gonna throw out some breeds of my own that I thought might work nicely for them, and then mama saw this post that she thought was pretty darned funny. Ultimately, I just hope that they find the RIGHT dog for them, that they do their research into breeds (whether they go for a purebred or a mixed breed pup) and everything that the First Dog is gonna need.

So Barry, if ya need any other assistance just let me know - I'M HERE TO HELP

Love,

Bogart

Chez Bogart

To Aire is Divine