Check out my new high-fashion stuffies…
Mom’s friend David (that is his painting on the card!) sent me some FABULOUS new stuffies… a Pawda purse and a Vera Wag shoe! I’m comfortable enough in my masculinity to chew on these fine toys…
They’re actually quite small which is nice – I don’t have many small stuffies – and I’m not a big swallower. I just gnaw, then carry them around with me. I suddenly feel very high-class…
THANKS DAVID!
Love,
Bogart
The park behind our house where I have most of my walkies has been having a little work done. That’s a good thing, because there are a LOT of dead trees and weird foliage that needs to get cleared out. Several weeks ago, a team cut down a few trees and just let them roll – and here they have sat ever since. Notice the lovely CAUTION tape that they put up – I’m sure that this kept people away (not! the trees got tagged with graffiti). Here I am inspecting it to add my own personal touch.
Everything looks awfully green doesn’t it? Well, this particular patch of green isn’t from the little, tiny bit of rain that we had recently, it’s from a broken water pipe in the park. It was bubbling for a few weeks, occasionally it would get fixed, but then it would be broken again. We think it was from horses walking in the park, but it could also be vandalism. Anyway it makes a lovely green patch…
Aw shucks mom, can’t a boy have a little privacy?
Tonight we had a visitor that I really like – the artist, Christof Kohlhoffer! He’s a friend of mom and dad’s and since he makes mom laugh like a hyena, I think he’s pretty cool too. We all had dinner then lots of talk about how cute I am. Good times.
Love,
Bogart
A great surprise this fine Sunday morning…
Mom and I slept in late (which is REALLY unusual for me, but since dad has been gone I’ve been sleeping in bed next to mom and she’s WARM), then had to go out to pick up a friend of hers at the airport. I wasn’t that thrilled about having to drive out to the airport again (no Airedales at the Aireport) especially since I hadn’t had my morning poop yet, but ok, I’m up for the adventure.
I thought we’d just pick him up and drive home, but after we dropped him off mom took a different route toward home… hm, why have I been here before? Where are we headed? And then mom pulled into a parking spot.
I KNOW! I KNOW! I KNOW WHERE WE’RE GOING!!!! MAREIKE’S HOUSE!!! WITH MY 3 DALE BUDDIES!!!!!
I got so excited in the car I couldn’t stand it. Get me outa this car I was barking!!! My Dale buddies are just inside!!! I flew out of the car toward her house – I have no idea how I remembered which house was hers – and flew up the stairs.
And there were my buddies!!!!! Robin, Kermit, and Jupie!!!!! Whenever we first see each other we run, jump, bark, and run some more first inside the house and then into the back yard. Mom and Mareike sit and talk and I immediately find Jupie so that I can get a little humping in.
This time I didn’t completely monopolize Jupie’s fine Aire-butt, I spent some time trying to convince both Robin and Kermit to take a walk on the wild side (ahem, they’re both boys…) but no dice.
There was also a sweet guest dog named Buster who I wasn’t sure about at first… but pretty quickly it became apparent that he was both sweet and submissive so as long as I can feel like “I have the nuts so I am the king” all was well.
Then we walked over to have lunch at Good Microbrew and my love for Mareike was strengthened. Many, many pieces of lovely burger fell from the sky directly into my mouth. I even indulged in some french fries. I had to hold the line when she tried to trick me into eating a tomato slice or some iceberg lettuce. If you’re not gonna eat that then neither am I!!!
I’m always sad when we have to leave Mareike’s house, I have THE BEST time playing with my Dale buddies. I came home and flopped down, completely exhausted, where I have been for the last few hours (I may wake up to eat dinner, maybe not).
H-a-p-p-y P-u-p-p-y
Love,
Bogart
So this morning we got all bundled into the car – me, mom, and dad – and started off toward what I thought was going to be another fun day of workout with my pawsonal trainer, Heidi. We drove to her house and dad got out of the car. But then he closed the door and waved goodbye and mom took off! Hey, that was my stop! I was supposed to get out there too! She kept insisting that we really did have somewhere else to go (oh great mom, I can go with you to do errands instead of running with my trainer?) and that it was going to be fun.
I remained unconvinced.
The drive was long and kind of wiggly because there was some parade going through our neighborhood. Most Sundays there seems to be something going on in this part of Sunset Boulevard so it’s blocked off and mom has to take a more “scenic” route. This generally involves lots of quick maneuvers and some swearing at policemen when the girlie routine doesn’t work. It takes a lot longer to get wherever we’re going, and I miss out on a lot of “Aire time” (me with my head out the window). But whatever, there wasn’t much I could do so I just hung out the window greeting my loyal public and accepting compliments while she drove.
Then we pulled into the parking lot of Good Microbrew. Ok, I like that place, they always bring me a little something and the admiration level is pretty high. So we found a spot, I got excited (I didn’t want to get left behind again..) and we got out.
And then I saw her…. in the distance, at a prime table, waving. It was Marieke!!!! She’s the mom of my 3 Airedale buddies (Robin, Kermit & Jupie) that I haven’t seen in forever… I was soooooooooo excited to see her that I jumped into her lap and did my puppy bark and face lick (basically mom is the only person in the world that I do this for – partially because she really likes it and partially because she’s the only person who lets me do it) and couldn’t believe that it was her!!!!! She’s sooooooo nice and so much fun, and she makes mom really happy. We had a really long lunch that I wasn’t even jonesing to leave (although I did want a piece of that crazy little dachshund in the winter coat), and I got to show off some of my best sitting, laying down, and shaking paw in exchange for some of her burger. Yes since mom is a vegetarian the best I can usually hope for is a small piece of cheese falling from heaven but with Marieke it was burger pieces!!! I think I ate as much of her burger as she did!!!
We always discuss a LOT about Airedales whenever we’re together, and she helps mom out a lot in understanding more about us. She’s the person who gave mom the stripping tools that make me into such a handsome devil today (since I was rather a wooly puppy). We also compare things like my lack of full-on fuzzy disco pants (what mom calls the fur on my legs), and my rather fetching moustache.
She’s sooooooooooooo nice, and I miss her and her dogs sooooooooooooooooo much. Now here’s the kicker. You’d think that because I don’t get to see them that much that they live far away but nooooooo…. they live right in our neighborhood, it’s just that mom is doing too much of that “work” thing I’ve been complaining about lately. I think we all came to the agreement that this should change, and I feel a full-Airedale visit coming on soon with all the love that was going around today.
Thanks so much for lunch today Marieke!!!!! Big kisses to Robin, Kermit & Jupie!!!
Love,
Bogart
OHMYGOSH I got my first Xmas cards tonight!!!!
Mom waited for me to get home (after my training day) and she had a few envelopes addressed to meeeee! First I went into the office to make sure that she had been diligently working all day on MY cards (yup, looks good to me) then it was time to tear ‘em open!
Today I got cards from Opy & Charlie and from Comet & BLU! Everyone looks SOOO great in their photos!!!! I noticed that the envelope from Opy & Charlie had a stamp with a Tazmanian Devil on it (a relative of mine, I’m sure)!
I wasn’t sure at first exactly what I was supposed to DO with my cards. My first thought – eating them – didn’t go over that well with mom. She explained that we were going to hang them up in the office to look at which seems like a decent compromise (at least I can look at my friends all the time)!
I’ll have great dreams of my great doggie friends tonight… I LOVE YOU GUYS!!!
Love,
Bogart
I am Bogart Handsome Devil, your host with the mostest! An opinionated Airedale Terrier puppy dog, I'm growing up in the big city with cats and 2 humans, making my way from fuzzy spudling to full-grown stud. Sit, stay, steal a treat or two.
