East Side, West Side, All Around the Town

What to do with mama's day off? WALK OF COURSE...

The day started off kind of grey - as is the usual here in Portland - but then it got SUNNY. And I was wearing my raincoat. How may I convince you mama that the raincoat should come off?

Almost worked. She still wasn't convinced that it wouldn't start raining again as soon as she removed it. At least I got a promise that as soon as we got to the Hollywood district, if it was still sunny, that I could take it off. O-k...

First things first. Chores. Not my favorite thing. Especially as I usually have to wait outside:

Just me, waiting for mama, and hypnotizing everyone else going in or out of Comcast. Just another day for me...

But then, just as I'd felt a yearning to breathe free...

Yes folks, it's the Statue of Liberty. The MALE Statue of Liberty. Advertising a tax preparing service. On a major street. In the middle of a Monday. IN PORTLAND. I need a drink..

And a nice frosty cup full at Panera will do nicely.

Ah, refreshing.

Not so interested in your sandwich today mama. I have another idea...

Now, hear me out. We've already walked for almost 2 hours and we're at least that far away from home. So... since we never get over to the east side these days, I was thinking that a trip to the PARK might be in order.

I'll be GOOD

Woo-hoo! Off to Laurelhurst Park. Everything is so GREEN here...

And SMELLS so GOOD

I've missed my old stomping grounds, Laurelhurst Park is really lovely and I remember us all walking here a lot.

Funny trees, off-leash area (that I am NEVER allowed to go into... blame it on my lack of recall skills), variety of both sticks and cones.

Since we were already heading southward, why not visit Hawthorne Blvd, and all of its assorted revelries?

Not much happening here for a Monday afternoon.

So lets look at some of the local statuary, shall we?

Yes, they build things a little differently here in Portland...

Alas, it is not night time and the Potato Champion is closed. No fries this time...

So you say you like to grill... and want to be the coolest grillmaster on your block. THEN YOU NEED ONE OF THESE:

We considered a stop at the Lucky Lab for a tasty beverage, but as it was starting to rain a bit harder (and I didn't want mama to put my raincoat back on) we soldiered on.

Was it a long day? Yes. About 4.5 hours of walking. Was it great to spend my day with mama? You betcha.

Love,

Bogart

Saturday Night Fever

Another Saturday night and I ain't got nobody...

I just got mama and she didn't get paid...

Oh how I wish I had someone to talk to...

I'm in an awful LAUNDRY ROOM

Those fluorescent lights are pretty darned harsh, even on my handsome Dale-ness.

So mama, this is where you disappear to with that big bag and that roll of quarters every weekend, huh?

I am not a huge fan of the clanking sounds, nor the movement of the machines. I realize that they are just doing their job, but really... you guys could do better.

I really just don't trust that dryer.

You know what mama? I don't think I will beg you to come downstairs again to do laundry. I love to go with you EVERYWHERE, but I think this is one place where you just don't need my help. But every other place in the world is still ok... ok?

We REALLY know how to party, eh?

Love,

Bogart

Squirrel Appreciation Day

Apparently today is Squirrel Appreciation Day. I also appreciate squirrels. Not perhaps in the way that the appreciation people would like, but in my own way.

I am happy to wait for squirrels, in anticipation of appreciating them.

Here I am leaving the squirrels a little appreciative note, to let them know I've been here, and that I'LL BE BACK

See? APPRECIATION. And of course ANTICIPATION - which if there were any squirrels about would be absolutely directed toward them, but since there are none to be found (they must all be out celebrating and getting drunk, dancing in trees, etc.)...

Yes, I will take that lovely stick please.

Not going to give it to me? No worries - I shall find my own. And not just one measly stick, mind you...

Oh wait... you're gonna throw that one that I previously disparaged? BRING IT ON!!!

So squirrels, take today and know that us dogs everywhere APPRECIATE YOU. Of course if we catch you we might eat you, but know that we would APPRECIATE that.

Love,

Bogart

You Dig?

Generations of terriers before me have shown just what they were bred for... today it was my turn.

While mama does let me indulge from time to time, sometimes I get really into it...

No tiny hole shall satisfy me - no! - it must be something worthy of the King of Terriers...

My technique involves turning around and around so that the hole is nice and rounded - if you only dig from one angle, your hole will be less than perfect.

Don't forget to take time to smell the newly-unearthed dirt. You never know what goodness you might find there...

Love,

Bogart

Go Kermit Go!

My buddy Kermit is home from the hospital... but still isn't feeling so great. I understand - every time I get home from the hospital I feel like crap too. Not hungry, kind of tired, happy to be home but basically just wanting to be left alone. He was happy to see his pals Jupie and Hazel and the kitties, but on the tired side. The doctors don't know what's wrong - hopefully he will be up and running around soon!

Hey Kermit! I've been saving lots of sticks, I'd be happy to send some your way to make you smile.

I mean, I'm actually at the point where I feel like I have some extra ones (mama says that we need to have a fireplace with all of the sticks I bring home) and if they would bring a smile to your face, well, I'd be happy to help.

We could have a chat in my office in your backyard Kermit, you know I'd be happy to see you (yeah, I'd probably try to hump you again, getting your back kind of wet, but you would miss it if I didn't...) and we could share a nice, juicy stick. Just say the word!

Thinking of you my friend... GET BETTER SOON!!! And a BIG AIRE KISS to my Mareike!!!

Love,

Bogart