Land of the Atomic Booty Scratch

Stanley's mama is an EXCELLENT booty scratcher. And chin-action giver. And present chooser. But I have talents too...

Yes I will allow you to try to teach me about sticks. I will even play the eager student.

Until you drop it and I place the mighty Paw of Doom upon it. Then it's mine.

Catch me if you can!

Oh Miss Lisa, mama and I had SUCH A GOOD TIME with you, and we're sorry that we couldn't spend more time together while you were here in Portland. I hope you know that all of those times I tried to tackle you as well as the times I would grumble meant that I was showing you LOVE and APPRECIATION, even when it may not have seemed that way.

And thanks for all of the chin action and the introduction to the true atomic booty scratch. Obviously mama has been doin' it wrong all of this time, and she learned something too.

Give my love to Stanley and Stella! And of course a little extra somethin' for Merv.

Love,

Bogart

Letters to Klaus

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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The Beard Contest

Stanley has thrown down the fuzzy gauntlet - we're having another BEARD CONTEST! Mama thought you'd need a lot of photos of my rugged beard, so here goes...

Stan my man, I know it's tough to see clearly in the photos exactly the length. Mama says it's just under 3 inches. I am of course hoping for more, so I will take it very seriously over the next few months. I will have mama update with better up-close photos soon!

Love,

Bogart

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Chez Bogart

Goobersnacks

Bogartoober here. I was in Petco when I got this itchy feeling, like something was making me dance, something familiar, and yet...

I turned around and there it was - GOOBERLICIOUS dog treats! I searched high and low, thinking that my buddy Stanley must be hiding somewhere, candid camera-style, and he was going to jump out any minute and yell SURPRISE!

Nope, he's not back there.

I wanted to try 'em but they were sort of soft and mushy-type treats. Mama reminded me that those aren't really my favorite kinds (I prefer a good crunch), so we left them. But Stan, it gave me quite a jolt to think that you might be hiding in my Petco!

Love,

Bogart

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Super Tenny

Back on my birthday in August, my buddy Stanley got me a verrrry special present.

It was a ball. On the outside an ordinary-looking tennis ball. But oh, this ball was sooo much more.

Not only did this ball provide all of the grimy-used-tennis-ball goodness, but when placed between my Crocodale jaws, it SQUEAKS.

To say that I love this is a huge understatement. There is nothing like holding a conversation with mom with her talking and me squeaking. Drives her nuts because she's trying to figure out what I'm saying.

I've been working on this tennis ball for some time - I take it with me for walks, it watches as I do my daily stickwork, and today it got quite the soaking in the rain. But it's still MY SPECIAL TENNY.

No one comes between me and my tenny!

Bwa-ha-ha-ha-ha...

The tenny is mine and we shall rule the world!!!

Hehehe - mom, that's what you get when you try to outsmart THE BEST...

Love,

Bogart

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Snozzles!

Package! Package for Bogart H. Devil!

Whatever could it be???

Gimme... gimme... gimmeeeeeeeeee... ok, you open it.

Ohmygosh, it's from Stanley & Stella!!!!!

What is that dad???

Oh, it's a SNOZZLE!!!!! I saw that Maggie & Mitch had these (Stan is THE Snozzle Man) and was intrigued... now I've got not one but TWO of my own!!!

Mom thinks these pictures are hilarious, I fail to see the humor.

THANKS STANLEY & STELLA!!!

Love,

Bogart

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The Beard Contest

My buddy Stanley is having a beard contest - everyone has been growing theirs - and while I definitely think that mine will not win for longest beard (I'm just kinda challenged in the furnishings department) I thought I'd throw my beard and stache into the ring.

Love,

Bogart

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Gooberstan and Kirbytown

I didn't know they were delivering mail today... usually at our house the delivery man isn't that keen to bring up packages, put mail into the right slot, and other assorted aspects of his job. But today I got 2 cards (that look suspiciously like they should have arrived awhile ago...).

From Stanley & Stella, and Kirby!

Thanks guys, these are awfully cool cards (and ya both look so darned handsome!)

Mom asked how it felt to be getting cards from my buddies and I made this face - I guess that says it all!

Love,

Bogart

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Bogart in Gooberstan

I am SUCH a happy boy.

I've just received this from my best Goober-buddy Stanley:

He wrote an incredibly cool post on his blog talking about how how his mama saw my blog and Sunshade's blog, and we inspired her to get back on the Airedale-horse and get herself another Dale after losing her beloved Rosie. Which was, of course, Stanley and so all is now right in the world...

Thought I'd include a shot of the famous Gooberstan sign...

I LOVE YA MAN... thanks for making me an honorary member of Gooberstan - Bogartoober it is :)

Love,

Bogart

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