Sunday, February 24, 2013

Stop and Smell Everything

Finally... a slogan that I can fully get behind.

We should all take a few moments out of our busy day, every day, during every walkie, to stop and smell EVERYTHING.  This has always been my philosophy.  There is no better way to get to know your surroundings, who's doing what (and where), than this. 

So go out today and SMELL EVERYTHING

You're welcome, fellow doggies.


Monday, February 11, 2013

Gimme That Cookie

A boy has to do what a boy has to do.

In the name of all that is holy (cookies), I interrupt this regularly-scheduled walkie to let you know mama that I need a cookie now.

Oh come on - who are you kidding? I know that you have cookies in those giant pockets of yours. Every day you pack my tiger bag full of delicious morsels of happiness. Why would today be any different?

Ok, this is getting real. GIMME COOKIES

Ok, you leave me no choice. Lemme look around to see if anyone will witness this.

That's it - I'M GOIN' IN. Knocking you down mama, taking what is rightfully mine (and really, who else is going to eat 'em?)...

Yes, I suppose it's a good thing that I'm cute. And really strong. Because I get to knock you down in the middle of the street, steal cookies, and you're still smiling.

We make a fine team, and I'm not ashamed to show you how much I love you mama, even in the middle of the street.

Partners in crime, yessiree, that's what we are. Don't worry mama, I'm the only one who gets to knock you down! Oh, and thanks for the cookies, that hit the spot.


Saturday, February 09, 2013

Non Blizz-aire-d

Geez. The humans were so upset about a storm that was supposed to dump feet of snow here in Philadelphia - um, no.

The winds, did however bring down a LOT of tasty sticks. For which I am grateful.

Stick after stick after stick, getting in my jumping practice as well as perfectly my eagle eye.

Nothing can break my laser-like focus, the direct trajectory that I calculate from the ground up to that tasty stick.

Heading directly for it, grasping it in my mighty jaws, nothing else exists...




Sunday, February 03, 2013

Snow Beard

Not just everyone can sport such a fine snow beard.

You have to start with a fine beard.  Years of growth.  Layers of previous goodness.

Then just go for it.  Stick that snout into the first snow drift that you see.

Show off your fine profile...

And own it - own that snow beard.  Wear it loud, and wear it proud!