To Aire is Divine

Lunchtime walkie!

Time to get in some good, hearty sniffing time.  While I’m always looking down because that’s where the good smells are, mama is usually looking down to be sure she doesn’t step in those good smells.  And sometimes she catches something interesting…

Looks a little like a heart, doesn’t it?  A heart with a polka dot, or some sort of grass-y blockage, I suppose.

This stick was taunting me from a block away.  At first I stealthily snuck up behind it in a bid for a surprise attack…

But each time I tried to get it into my waiting jaws it would turn and bounce away.

Which kind of freaked me out.

So tougher measures must be taken, perhaps coming around from the opposite side might work…

Yep.  I can get a mighty paw down on it so that it can’t squirm.

Until, of course, something more interesting comes along taking me away from the hunt.  In this case, another doggie.

But since there would be no raucous playing, I decided to teach that stick a lesson.  One it would never forget.  Stick you shall not mock me!

I shall pick you up and then leave you over here, in another part of the park.  So there!

Trees are really fascinating things.  In addition to the production of the sticks I love so much, they do tend to grow into weird and interesting shapes at times…

Obviously some extra special “watering” was done here.  Well done my canine friends!

Love,

Bogart

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Ruh-roh.  What is that?

Is it a bird?  Is it a plane?  NO!  Look out, it’s a giant crawfish!  AND IT’S GIVING US THE FINGER (ok, the claw, but I bet it’s the same in the crawfish world)!!!

That was a little disquieting.  Giant crustaceans aren’t on my usual walkie.  I usually see things involving dirt and greenery…

I’ve gotta get that giant crawfish out of my head.  And today is a fantastically spring-like day.  I’m thinking a quick trip over the Hawthorne Bridge…

And a dip in the Willamette!  Come on mama, the water is n-i-c-e…

Ok, the water is filthy but it’s cool and incredibly fun to run in.  Lots of boats out today making little waves that come crashing onto shore and excite me to no end.

I run back and forth multiple times, each time getting more and more excited.

Occasionally I will stop and pose majestically for mama.  You know, she’s a sucker for a cool photo.

Need another angle mama?

Oh yeah, I’m nice and wet and muddy now.  What’s missing from this picture?

That’s right, A NICE JUICY STICK.

Don’t even think about saying no mama.  I know it’s about 6 foot long.  WE ARE TAKING THIS STICK HOME.

Hehehe…

Love,

Bogart

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As you may or may not know, I have a few dog blogging related lenses on Squidoo.  I have not had the time lately to prod mama into updating them, and left to her own devices, she has managed to not update them either.  I have been spending far more time with my sticks doing important things.

So the first one I’m going to tackle is the Airedale Terrier Bloggers page.  Please go and check it out, and if you see an Airedale blog that’s not listed please let me know.

You can leave me a comment here on my blog, or send me an email:  bogarthandsomedevildog@yahoo.com.  Don’t forget to give me the URL of your Airedale blog.  I read ‘em all you know, some of them make me laugh…

Next I’ll be moving on to my Terrier Bloggers page, and then the more wide open Dog Blogs page.  So if you’re not an Airedale, hang in there.

Help a boy out, will ya?  Mama isn’t much help these days.  I want my Squidoo list to be as complete and full of Dale-ness as possible.

Love,

Bogart

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I cannot believe that it has been one year now since Klaus passed away.

The 1 on the cupcake is for two things – acknowledging that it has been one year since Klaus has been gone, and also that it has been one year into my new life.  So technically I turned 1 today.

My life as I knew it ended when I lost Klaus, and it’s been a rocky first year of life without him.  I suppose that for any creature the first year of life is difficult – you have to learn how to do so many things, you make lots of mistakes, and you are very dependent on everyone for everything – you learn how to eat, how to breathe, and how to live.   I have new eyes now – the old ones weren’t good anymore – they still have that “new eye smell” and are still a bit hazy, with lots of floaters.

I can’t say that I’ve done well, only that I’ve done things truly “My Way”, which is the best and only way I know how.

My ever-constant companion Bogart has truly kept me alive.  His devotion, his protection, and his ability to make me laugh out loud every single day help me believe that still being alive is maybe not such a bad thing.  Every person who has touched me this past year has made an impression, but no one could ever be close to what Bogart has done.

And of course my kitties – the little furry devils of my heart – sleep with me every night, helping me to chase away the perpetual nightmares (that’s Aeon, trying to score some frosting)…

Again… Thank You All for your love and support.

And to my dearest husband-o Klaus, I love you, I miss you, and I will see you in my dreams.

Love,

Lulu

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One of mama’s favorite gnarled trees in our neighborhood.  I enjoy it as well, just mostly around the root area.

As you can see, we are again experiencing some fine Northwestern weather.  No complaints, the rain doesn’t bother me one bit.  Mama on the other hand…

She sees the vast open area of the North Park Blocks as as a kind of muddy minefield.  Valiantly she tries not to step into its muddy goodness while I explore, but some days I really feel like exploring…

A smile?  A grimace?  A slightly snarky eyeroll?  Some people just see crap on the ground, occasionally mama sees something more interesting (of course I noticed it first, but then again, I AM closer to the ground)…

Oh mama and her pictures.  Sometimes I do my model thing and then bam!  we’re done, but other days it takes a little longer.  Over and over and over again, come here Bogart, stand there Bogart, just a quick pose Bogart…

Mama, you know I’m kidding, right?

Oh… of COURSE I’m kidding around!  I’m just testing your photography skills with my advanced modeling.  Not every mama can capture all of my personality the way that YOU can!  Not everyone is good enough or fast enough to record my every golden moment to film (uh, memory card).  That makes you one special mama!

So now I will jump up and give you a big, sloppy Aire Kiss, to show my appreciation.  And you will miss the photo.  Because you’re getting a big sloppy kiss.  AND YOU WILL LOVE IT

Love,

Bogart

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