South Street Strolling

Ah... sunshine. I know that winter is coming - I can feel the ruffling in my fuzz - but I intend to enjoy you as much as possible while you're here.

Must explore parks...

And bask in the glow as much as possible.

Hey wait a minute... what's that?

I see something behind your back mama... you know that you are going to have to give it to me!!!

Hehehe. STICK.

Thanks for that - now I'm drivin'.

You know that you mentioned that you wanted to see the new South Street bridge, so lets go!

Just opened, brand spanking-ly-newly-done South Street bridge. No graffiti or trash or anything "city-like" on it yet.

Have I mentioned that I'm kind of freaked out by flags? Especially when they're really waving around. All of that movement is kind of disconcerting (I can't really wrap my head around this whole wind thing you humans seem to all know about).

But it is an awfully pretty view. Still nice to meet ya, Philadelphia.

Love,

Bogart

Homeland Secur-aire-ty

OH YEAH.

I've always felt that I provide security services for mama, maybe now I'm ready to branch out and protect the entire country. See? No bad guys coming from that way.

Bare minimum, no one is going to get close to my mama. Of that I am sure. But I would look awfully cool riding shotgun in this car.

What do you mean step away from the car... What am I doing? Well, my civic duty, of course. Wanna be in some pictures with me? Ah well, maybe next time (chicken)...

Love,

Bogart

This Charming Man

Airedale in a sweatshirt...

I know... I know...

It's HILARIOUS

(apologies to Morrissey)

Love,

Bogart

Sticking Around

Oh lions of Philadelphia, how you taunt me. But I am not moved by your majesty, I HAVE THINGS TO DO.

It's time to head to the park - for a little Dale R-and-R.

Ah, Washington Square Park. The one here in Philadelphia. A wonderful place where a boy can walk, run, and...

Oh crap. So I'm NOT supposed to be in the plant beds? So then tell me this: Why are the plant beds so irresistible? The varied levels of plant life, the leafs of many colors, the flower shrubs at just the right height for a boy to pee on them...

Time to investigate some of the local flora that I am actually allowed to investigate.

Like the big trees here - there is SOMETHING here in the tangled roots, I just have to get to it.

And what better way than by flexing my fine, terrier digging muscles. As always, dig first, then go in for a full face sniff.

Alas, all of that digging for nothing (other than the fine pleasure of digging - which is absolutely NOT nothing). There must be something else in this park today, something like...

STICKS!!! YES YES YES!!!

Sticks serve so many purposes, here I am using this fine one as a sort of primitive toothbrush. You know, to brush my teeth. If I actually did brush my teeth. Or if I even cared about such things.

Oh hell, I'm just chewing on a tasty stick, who am I kidding.

Love,

Bogart

Happy Birthday Mama!

Oh mama, a Big Happy Birthd-aire-day to you!

My very favorite pair of opposable thumbs - oh, and everything else too.

I've got you pretty well-trained at this point, so no reason to trade you in for a newer model. You've taken good care of me, the kitties, and dad so now I've got to think of something special to do for you. Oh, and you still look pretty good for an old lady.

Love,
Bogart

Hall-Aire-Ween

No costume for this Dale - I'll leave that to other doggies who don't have their mama's as well trained as I have mine. We did see some cute costumes out there today, but didn't manage to catch any decent photos of them (uh... gotta work on your covert photography skills mama).

But we did see this:

And this:

It's almost like part of the Pumpkin Village People (although it would be harder to do the arm movements for P-U-M-P-K-I-N than it is for Y-M-C-A).

Time to enjoy a Halloween snackie. Mama somehow visited Just Dogs Gourmet this week without me (grrrr) but hey, I still get a black cat cookie out of it so I will forgive her. This time.

As covered in previous cookie-eating posts, ALWAYS BITE THE HEAD OFF FIRST

You can try for the tail first, but it never works. Concentrate on the kitty command module.

See? All is right in the world.

Hope you all are enjoying your Halloween - black cat cookies all around!

Love,

Bogart

My New Harness

I am always thrilled to try out new doggie products. Food, treats, toys, you name it, I'll try it and give you my fuzzy, honest opinion.

Recently we had the opportunity to try out a new collar from DogCollarsBoutique.com - and boy do they have a huge selection of cool collars for the stylish pup. I rarely wear a collar, I'm more of a harness guy, so rather than trying out some new bling, I opted for a new harness.

My new harness is similar to the one I wear everyday, except that it's black and from Timberwolf (my old one is a Petco special). I'm liking it already.

And it's so tasty too!

I decided to give it a try-out on a long walkie today in Rittenhouse Square park. It's a crisp autumn day with lots of people and doggies out, so I could do a little modeling.

I really like that it's black - you can barely see it in these photos and it's the same in real life - so there is more of this handsome Airedale to see. Win-Win!

It fits me well and is completely adjustable. It doesn't rub me anywhere it shouldn't, and I think it enhances my masculine-ness.

See? Functional AND fashionable. Mama was originally a little skeptical because this harness was softer than my old one (she thought it might not be able to handle what I can dish out), but apparently it can take a good Aire-pulling and the hardware lays really well on my muscle-y chest. She's sold on it now too!

All of this Airedmiration can be tiring for a boy. Thanks again DogCollarsBoutique! I absolutely LOVE my new harness!!!

Love,

Bogart

Now We're Cooking

Visitors are a GOOD THING. Especially when they're not vegetarians. I love mama but I just don't need any more vegetarians in my life at this time. I miss my omnivorous dad.

Mama's dad and sister came over, I'm pretty sure just to do this for me - cut up a huge hunk of beef into small, Bogart-sized pieces.

Need any help?

I mean, anything I can do - really anything - to help you with that, I'm your guy.

I mean REALLY REALLY.

Ooooo - sampling! Have I told you that YOU ARE AWESOME?

Mama, I simply cannot thank you enough for bringing them over. They are awesome. All around. Just perfection. Buying, cutting up, and freezing me some individual bags of beefy goodness is making me wiggle all over. All of the things that you just cannot do. I am greatly looking forward to a break from my beloved chicken soup.

Ok mama, YOU ARE AWESOME TOO...

Love,

Bogart