Beard Contest... Last Minute!!!

Talk about getting in just under the wire...

For a few months now, my buddy Stanley has been at the helm of a beard-growing contest - we all had a check-in, and now it's time for all of that growth to pay off.

While I am a HUGE fan of Stanley (and of course the Stellanator), I really do not enjoy the measuring process.

I didn't make it particularly simple for mama to do.

GIMME THAT - missing opposable thumbs be damned!!!

I fully realize that the photos aren't super clear - but I'm also not claiming to have grown a helluva lot of beard. My furnishings just never have been that full and fluffy - or copious.

It might be a tiny bit longer, but I'm only gonna claim 3 LOUSY INCHES - that might even be less than when I started!!!

Centimeters... Inches... it's all Greek to me...

Love,

Bogart

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Fun With Goats

What is one to do when you have a pocket full of carrots and kohlrabi that just isn't going to make it into tomorrow's stew or salad? Why, you feed it to your local nubian goats, of course!

After giving them my special "goat call", they slowly came outside.

Today two were brave, two less so.

With some trepidation, the two brave goats approached us when they noticed not only my familiar voice but also the carrot in dad's hand.

Mmm. Goodness.

We are all endlessly fascinated by these goats (the horses were also outside, but in a different part of the yard)...

Fascinated, and of course, semi-scared out of my mind. Especially when we get this close...

With no grains from the Black and Tan brewery to drop off today, I do think that our goat-y pals enjoyed the pocketfull of carrots.

And I get one sniff closer to understanding them.

Love,

Bogart

Chez Bogart

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Paw of Doom

Today I got to go to the beer-making mecca here in Portland with mama and dad - F.H. Steinbart - and in yet another great reason to live in Portland, I could actually go inside. I was on my very best behavior, and sat with mama chatting with their friend Michael who works there while dad went around choosing some new supplies for the Black and Tan Brewery.

Unfortunately, mama did not bring along her camera to capture any of the golden moments. And for that, I'm afraid, she will have to suffer the PAW OF DOOM...

Yes, the mighty PAW OF DOOM is something that must be brought out sparingly as it is very effective. Notice how this frisbee is NOT GOING ANYWHERE when it comes into close contact with said paw (of doom).

Even as it tries to escape it must know... RESISTANCE IS FUTILE

You will take the PAW OF DOOM and like it!!!

So mama, because of your forgetfulness in not capturing my very first time at the beer-making store, I will give to you the PAW OF DOOM (just let me get these frisbees lined up so that I may perfectly show you THE PAW)

Ok, I think you've suffered enough. Time to move on to the feared CHOMPERS OF DOOM...

You wanna give it a whirl?

Love,

Bogart

Chez Bogart

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Happy New Yaire!

So how did YOU spend the first few hours of 2009? Sleeping off the night before? Continuing the party from the night before? Not I - a morning walkie is IMPERATIVE, I don't care if there is a torrential rain...

There are sticks to be collected - I've been trying to convince mama and dad that these are for the fireplace, but just between you and I they're not... they are for my personal use in the backyard. Don't tell 'em ok?

While the rain isn't great, I've gotta say that I still like it compared to the massive snow. The city of Portland just shut down during our snowstorm, and that was not fun.

So did you or your humans do anything crazy last night? Here at the Handsome Devil household, we really do know how to par-tay. You know, getting nuts, drinking too much, breaking things, etc. Just not this year...

Yup, I climbed into bed with dad to watch some TV.

Note the extended paw for more extreme relaxation.

Every once in awhile I'd look up to see if the ball was dropping, but mostly it was just something on the History or Discovery Channel. Woo-hoo - PARTY ANIMALS..

Hope you all have a very happy and healthy 2009!

Love,

Bogart

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Chez Bogart