During the evening walkie, we walked past the spot where the old Philly AIDS Thrift store was… it’s just moved around the block, but they still have a box of books out front for the taking.

Guess which one I spotted?

And just in case you think that I’m going all soft and becoming a completely “good” dog…

I hid behind the book…

I moved just to the side so that the entire book wasn’t in the photo (trying to prove my bad-ass-ness)…

I looked pensively off to the side rather than right at the camera…

And then finally… the money shot.  There truly are no bad dogs – just occasionally badass dogs!

Love,

Bogart

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3 thoughts on “No Bad Dogs”

  1. What a find, Bogie!!! We mean both the book and your stellar photoshot, the one with the bad-ass-TONGUE hanging on the side … Wethinketh the sales of this book will skyrocket all over the world, thanks to you 🙂

    Luv,
    Bel (uhmmm … me can’t read, but was there food involved??? :))

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