Showing posts with label raincoat. Show all posts
Showing posts with label raincoat. Show all posts

Tuesday, November 29, 2011

Soup Weather

It's raining, it's pouring, this Dale thinks his mama is BORING...


Oh really mama, it's not raining that hard.  Ok, maybe it is raining that hard, but since I'm relatively waterproof (AND wearing my spiffy raincoat), there is absolutely no reason to not go for an hour-long evening walkie.

I'm W-A-I-T-I-N-G


See?  That wasn't so bad.  And there is chicken-lentil-vegetable soup waiting for me.  The house smells delish and I've worked up quite an appetite.  YUMMO!


Love,
Bogart

Saturday, August 27, 2011

Riders on the Storm

Hurricane, eh?


I am suited up, and ready for you Irene.  I pee in your general direction.
 

I see absolutely no reason why I should curtail my normal walkie pattern because of some wind and rain.  What else is a raincoat for?


I still want to go to the park, I still want to walk in the grass, and I still want to delay going back inside for as long as possible.  The wind and rain in my beard is just a bonus.


Yes, yes, yes, I have heard that the hurricane is going to be much worse tomorrow.  I will be careful.  But I will also be outside as I am not a poopy-pad kind of guy.


Love,

Bogart

Saturday, February 26, 2011

Bone-a-holic

Uh hi. My name is Bogart Handsome Devil and I'm a bone-a-holic.


These days I am partial to turkey bones, yes I will try almost any bone that you put in front of me, but I really, really like turkey bones.


I consider myself a pro at this chomping thing, yet mama always insists on watching me until the entire bone has disappeared. Fine with me - if I was just chomping bones all alone that would mean that I have a PROBLEM.

The weather has been wet, grey, and generally uncooperative for indoor or outdoor photography. So what's a boy to do? Strap on the bright red raincoat and LETS GO


Faster, faster, faster! The wind is in my sails! I must run toward my park...

For sticks, of course. This kind of weather isn't my favorite to walk in, but it's my absolute favorite to enjoy the aftermath (or brief interruption) of...

Sticks, glorious sticks! This way...


That way...


Oh, EVERYWAY!


See? NO PROBLEM...

Love,
Bogart