Duck for Dinner

Some days you've just gotta take the wheel.

When your mama isn't walking fast enough, and you smell something important, GRAB THE WHEEL

And if you see geese - GO GET 'EM

Geese are tasty.  Their poop is wonderful.  You probably won't catch 'em, but it's worth a shot.

We can't win 'em all, or catch all of the tasty birds that fly tantalizingly in front of us.  Sometimes you have to improvise.

Come closer, my goose and duck friends.  I'M NOT GONNA HURT YOU (ok, I plan to eat you)

No need to go home empty-handed.  I wasn't in the mood for fowl anyway.

Tasty and satisfying.  And it doesn't try to fly away while I am chomping.  Kind of wonderful.

Don't anybody try to muscle in on my stick territory - I worked HARD for that fine stick, it's MINE!

Love,

Bogart

Sunny in Philadelphia

It's been a little warm here in Philly these days... even for The Most Interesting Dog in the World.

But that doesn't stop me from taking long evening walkies with mama, even if I'm tired or thirsty.

Definitely a little thirsty at this point in the walkie, it's a good thing that mama brings along a tasty beverage for me.

Liquid goes in... liquid comes out.

 

Exploration is necessary, all of the new smells are FASCINATING.

What?  Exactly why do you need me right now mama?  There are some brand new smells over here.

Oh crap.  Does that mean modeling?  Damn.

Alright.  Modeling.  Majestic pose.

Majestic thirsty pose.

Oh this stinks.  I'm not in the mood for modeling.

Can you tell that I'm just not feeling it today?  I've got the "just take my damn picture" look in my eyes.

It's not that simple to bust out majestic posing on a daily basis.  It's not something that I can completely control.  Sometimes it works, sometimes it doesn't.

And sometimes there are just far more interesting things than your mama trying to take pictures of you.

Many times they are behind me.  Mama, what do I have to do to get off of this posing rock and check it out?

BAM!  Posing Perfection.  That'll work, right?

I think I've done my best work for the day.  My work here is done.

Stay thirsty, my friends.

Love,

Bogart

Schuylkill Stickwork

Oh mighty Schuylkill River... you try to steal my fantastic sticks, but I cannot let this happen.

I shall rescue this one from your water-y clutches...

And drag it back safely to shore...

Into as much mud as possible...

OH YEAH.  I have saved this stick from a life of wandering along the currents, and gotten myself as muddy as possible.  WIN WIN

Love,

Bogart

Along the Mighty Schuylkill

A damn fine day for a long walkie.  We haven't made it down to the Schuylkill for a long time - well, to be fair it has been cold and winter and all - but today with the sun shining and mama not at work, here we are.

There is a lovely trail for walkers, bikers, and dogs.  Lots of places to picnic and just sit and watch the water go by.

 

Stump at full mast - I like it here!

Next time I'll have mama bring a blanket or something to sit on - not that I am ever in the mood to relax during a walkie (no matter how she tries to convince me).  I tend to prefer to plop down whenever the mood strikes - on the sidewalk, just before crossing a major intersection - you know, the moment that tired-ness strikes.  Also, I wouldn't mind more company (mama thinks so too).

Oh great and mighty Schuylkill, WE WILL BE BACK

Love,

Bogart