To Aire is Divine

I can’t tell ya how tickled I am these days to be watching the Kerry Blues do their thang… mama and I are really absolutely enamored of them.  And THOSE BEARDS – they make me all tingly whenever I see them, especially after roaring to the top in Stanley & Stella’s Beard Competition.

So I feel very honored (and did I mention tingly?) to receive this award from them.

The award states: “This blog invests and believes in PROXIMITY – nearness in space, time and relationships!” In other words, blogs that receive this award “are exceedingly charming. These kind bloggers aim to find and be friends. They are not interested in prizes or self-aggrandizement. Our hope is that when the ribbons of these prizes are cut, even more friendships are propagated. Please give more attention to these writers! Deliver this award to eight bloggers who must choose eight more and include this cleverly-written text into the body of their award.”

So as always, I’m probably late to the party on this one.  In the interest of spreading the love, I’m gonna try to find other dogs who haven’t already received this, many apologies if you already have…

Asta (up over)

Nottie Scottie

Lorenza

Ludo

Sally & Rufus

Deetz

The G-Dales

Scruffy, Stan & Lacie

It was TOUGH to just pick 8 other dogs to send this to – I tried hard to find those of you who hadn’t already received one – which is sometimes the toughest part.  Mama and I read so many of your blogs all the time, so we did a lot of visiting to see, but alas, sometimes mama screws up.

So I’m just sending BIG AIRE KISSES to ALL of my dog friends to cover my butt (tuck tail first!)

Love,

Bogart

BookmAIREk Me!

OK pups, listen up!

Mama says that she’s getting a little crazy watching all of my Airedale friends all over the world add more pups to their packs.  She wants us to join in the fun!

Guess I have to get crackin’ on the baby-makin’.  And why not – I’m young, virile, AKC-registered, intact, and FAMOUS – what girl Dale wouldn’t want to do some dirty dancin’ with me?

The problem?  I NEED TO FIND THAT SPECIAL GIRL-DALE

She should be young, bearded, AKC Airedale Terrier, living with a loving and responsible breeder, and of course ready to mamba with me!  Ladies, I stand ready to diversify your local gene pool.

The fine folks at Chicken Soup for the Soul Publishing want to help me in my quest.  They have given me 3 brand spanking new copies of Chicken Soup For the Soul: Loving Our Dogs to give to my readers!  This book has 101 of the best stories they’ve ever published, heartwarming and humorous stories about dogs.

I think I need a classified ad for my, ahem, services.  Yes, I’m looking for my baby-mama.  Someone who will carry my fine, handsome devil Dale babies.

So here are the 3 categories for winning yourself a copy of this great book (one winner in each category):

1.  Create my classified ad photo – take any of my photos on my blog and create (photoshop, collage, macaroni art, it’s all good) the photo that will catch the eye of my future special lady…

2.  Create my classified ad text – Witty banter just isn’t enough.  Write my personal ad for me.  I do want my future baby-mama to learn all about me, but I know that I have to do something above and beyond to stand out in the seas of black-and-tan fuzzy men out there.  Double entendres are actively encouraged, the ladies do love someone who can make them laugh.

3.  Bogart’s Choice – I’m sure there will be one entry that will stand out… maybe it’s too risque, maybe it makes me laugh but it’s a close second to another entry… but it’s still deserving of a prize.

Ok, so you’re rip roaring and ready to go.  Here is the fine print:

Entrants MUST be members of Dogs With Blogs, that is, you must be a dog with a blog to enter.  When you send in your entry, please include your URL.

You can enter as many times as you like, with either photos, classified ad copy, or both.

I will be using your photo and text to find me a girl-Dale.  Via my blog.  So you’ll see your handiwork there and by entering you agree that you’re cool with that.

All entries must be received by October 31st, 2008 and the winner will be chosen by ME on November 1st.

I will ship these ANYWHERE, so feel free to enter from any country.

I will post entries and excerpts from this great book throughout the month so you can be a part of the process.  It should get interesting…

So… help out a dog, will ya?  Lets extend the Handsome Devil lineage…

Send your entries to me:  bogarthandsomedevildog@yahoo.com

Love,

Bogart

BookmAIREk Me!

So today I got to go out for a really full day of fun – complete with LOTS of photos – and when we got home, mama was so excited she wanted to get working on my blog right away… and when she put the memory card into the reader all she got was a whole lotta NOTHIN’.

Zip.  Zero.  Nada.

Very odd indeed – there is no reason for the card to fail, and when she tried to take a photo here at home it seemed to work just fine.  But all of the photos we took today show up as ZERO.  Ah well.  A shame, but what can I do – the limitations of the humans’ photographic equipment knows no bounds.

We explored the Division Street neighborhood today, sniffing around lots of little cafes, and taking a really nice long walk through the neighborhood.  Lots of beautiful houses and pretty gardens.  We walked all the way over to Hawthorne and then back, stopped at Petite Provence for a little afternoon snackie, and then went over to the Woodstock neighborhood to visit Otto’s Sausage.  Dad sidled up to the outdoor sausage makers and got one for us to share – mmmmmmmmmmm.  It’s a place we’ll definitely be visiting again, hopefully mom and I will be able to recreate the golden moments that are missing from today’s post.

Tonight dad is making my dinner stew for the week – and he’s laughing.  Usually I get a mixture of beef hearts, liver, and other gut-ty goodness but this week there was an incredible sale on LONDON BROIL so guess what kind of stew I’m getting this week?  OH YEAH, it’s all about the London Broil baby.  Mama has already noticed how it isn’t as stinky in the house as usual when dad is cooking my stew, and I’ve been helping dad by sampling the stew as it goes along.

The London Broil so far seems up to my standards.

Love,

Bogart

BookmAIREk Me!

So dad said that he had to do some errands today… snore.  It just sounded so b-o-r-i-n-g.  And it’s actually HOT here today, so I was afraid I’d be stuck in a hot car waiting outside some nameless building for him… But then mom said she was going too so IT’S PARTY TIME…

Dad actually only had one errand to do – he just took the test to be a certified food and beverage handler here in Oregon, and he had to go to the office to finalize his test (he passed with flying colors!).  So mom and I waited for him outside (no dogs inside apparently… bastards).

Mama and I did a patrol – checked the perimeter of the building – to make sure it was safe for dad.  And yes, I can report that all was safe.

Then I was sure that he must be missing me (he was inside for awhile), so I placed myself right at the front door so he couldn’t miss me.  I wouldn’t want him to be scared!

Since we were already in the Milwaukee area, dad suggested we go down to the river and see what we can see.  So this was the very first thing I saw, and I APPROVE…

It’s awfully pretty here, and today is just lovely.  The Willamette River isn’t really clean, but there were people swimming in it, riding boats in it, and fishing in it.  I contented myself with running, jumping, and exploring the land and NOT the water.

Isn’t that a cool-looking bridge?  Wait until you see it up close..

It’s ALL WOOD!!!  Neato!!!

Dad had heard about a place called Elk Rock Island, so we drove around until we found the entrance to that…

Now supposedly, there is a land bridge that connects where we are to Elk Rock Island.

See those tiny people?  Guess what.  The land bridge isn’t there because the water is too high.  They were kind of crazy, walking through waist-high water to get to the trail on that island.  I sure wasn’t going there (and mom agreed)…

Hehehe, I’M NOT GETTING WET dad…

I knew that something smelled awfully good tho, something I haven’t smelled since the last time I was at Echo Park lake back in Los Angeles… I KNOW, IT’S GOOSE POOP!!!

Tiring.  Whatta day.  So much excitement when I expected none.  Luckily Portland is a town full of brewpubs where a dog can rest his weary haunches with a beer and some nachos.  This one is famous – The Lucky Labrador – it has a big back patio where dogs are welcome so LETS GO!!!

See that cool mosaic?  I was certainly impressed with their decorator.

I met lots of doggies while I was there but curiously they were ALL labrador retrievers!  At first I thought that was odd, maybe it was for Labs only, but then I realized that it was for all doggies, there are just a LOT of labs here in Portland!  This girl was a cutie-pie with a great-smelling butt.

OF COURSE we need to have another beer, and bring on the nachos!

Love,

Bogart

BookmAIREk Me!

Catching some “Big Aire”…

Love,

Bogart

BookmAIREk Me!