To Aire is Divine

Mama broke her toe the other day… the little pinkie one, the one that should really be the least important one yet when it’s large and purple it’s really the most important one.  I too have stubbed my fuzzy toes before and remember that yes it does hurt but that’s no reason why we shouldn’t go for a walkie.  I always forget about the pain after a few blocks, so reason goes that she should too.

Something we’ve never noticed before near the South Park Blocks…

Come in a little closer…

Yes, it is a salmon – on the corner of Salmon Street (these humans think they’re SO FUNNY sometimes)…

Back in the Pearl, this is another little cove that I visit on occasion but don’t think I’ve ever been photographed in.  It used to be the entrance to an art gallery, now there is some art store there.  But it’s really a lovely little oasis…

The water isn’t really drinkable though, and since it’s not moving it’s not that interesting either.

Ha!  There’s mama in the reflection.  I’d know that red hair anywhere!

These are pieces of the original freeway that ran through the Pearl District before it was the Pearl District.  Apparently most of what we walk in and where we live used to be industrial areas.  But these are cool and help keep some of the original character of the neighborhood.

Notice the wild animals in the column and the wild animal comin’ at ya… Woo! Hoo!

Love,

Bogart

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Well, here is something you don’t see everyday in Portland:

A big, red double-decker bus.  And people were getting on.  So I decided that I would as well.  However the crabby gal with the clipboard wouldn’t let me on.  I turned on the charm, and mama did her best (which usually gets us into places) but this time, no dice.  I’d really hoped to ride up top with the wind beneath my floppers.

No matter.  I’m sure I can find something to do that will annoy them just to show my displeasure.

Hey, it worked!  I got their attention!  And they wanted me to step away from their bus!

MISSION ACCOMPLISHED

Now I shall just stare at you for an uncomfortable period of time.  Don’t worry, I’ve got at least an hour of walkie before I get hungry, so I’ve got the time…

People are so funny.  They weren’t mean or anything, just not willing to go along with the spirit of the game – having a local superstar in their midst, you would have thought they’d at least have a sense of humor about it.

I bet THIS guy would have let me ride AND would have had a sense of humor…

Love,

Bogart

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I love you mama…

I mean, not all the time, there are occasionally some things you do that make me a little crazy or a little annoyed, there have been times when I wanted to go one way and you wanted to go another, and those times when I wanted to sniff a cute doggie’s butt and you pulled me away, and the times when I wanted to fight with some other doggies and you put a stop to that, and the times that you’ve embarrassed me in public by kissing me a little too much, and of course there is the ongoing issue of you hugging me just a little too much, and sometimes my dinner is late because you forget to turn on the crockpot, and occasionally my tiger blanket isn’t in exactly the place that I want it to sleep on…

Just kidding – I LOVE YOU MAMA

No, seriously.  I LOVE YOU MAMA.  No matter what.  We’re a team.  The Gruesome Twosome (plus 5, but nothing is really as catchy when trying to go along with Seven-some).  Thanks for all the adventures…

Love,

Bogart

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It seems to strange to complain about the heat (when I’ve most recently complained that it has been raining non-stop for months) but this sudden jump to the 80 degree mark is putting a cramp in my walkie-style.

Mama and I both are feeling it – even though I got a major hair strip in the last few days, I’m still getting tuckered out just doing our regular walkies.  I did get a spiffy new thermos of my very own for our walks (much better than a water bottle because a thermos has it’s own cup, you see) and now mama’s thinking I might need to get a cooling vest to keep me cool enough for when we move to the east coast.

I love ya mama for thinking of ways to keep me comfy… and for understanding that less walkies are NOT a valid option…

Love,

Bogart

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Woo-hoo!  It’s STILL summer!  For more than a day!  It’s CRAZY…

Time to head down to the waterfront with all of the other hot and steamy folks here in Portland who aren’t yet used to the heat.

I thought I might like to jump in until I remembered that the Willamette is deep and dirty.  Fun to run the paws through, but that’s about all.  So I busied myself watching some overly-tan people whizzing by in a bright orange speedboat.  Again and again and again.

You would think that if someone was going to keep going by – because obviously they knew they were being watched (that boat was LOUD) – they would do something either different or interesting at least once.  And you would be wrong.

We don’t normally walk through SW Portland past the main downtown area, but today we were feeling like explorers…

And we found this:  Lake Tai Rock.  Just in front of City Hall in a lovely, shady park.  A gift from Portland’s sister city in China.  It is a large, irregularly-shaped rock with a lovely pool of water.

Which I found FASCINATING.  These plants must be kind of special because they don’t just get to sit in still water, they have their own gurgler.  Yes, I understand that gurgler is not a word.  But really, that’s what it was.

Did I mention that it was FASCINATING?  Not only did that water water feel good on my toasty paws, but that gurgler was driving me insane.

Behold – the large, irregularly shaped rock.

As well as this smaller cousin-rock.

Did I mention that I found this FASCINATING???

Who knew that mama was filming?  So yes, you can see my little freak-out, and realize that you too would do the same.

Love,

Bogart

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