To Aire is Divine

YUMMO!

Today we had to take this guy:

My buddy Kafka, to the vet. I don’t know if you can see it in this photo, but he’d been overgrooming his belly and legs, so much so that he’s kind of bald. Mama wants to make sure that there isn’t anything wrong with him, she thinks that all of the stress of moving and having a new tabby in the house might be causing it – but she’s gotta be sure. I am left to guard the house during Kafka’s great adventure, a job that I will do but it’s not my first choice.

The humans were gone for a few hours and then they returned with THIS:

W-E-I-S-S-W-U-R-S-T

Let me help ya with that Dad – that’s a BIG sausage for one person to eat all alone… Happy to help!

Love,

Bogart

PS – it turns out that Kafka is FINE, the vet thinks that mama was right about the stress! So stop licking yourself all day long Kafka!!!

BookmAIREk Me!

Perhaps you’ve noticed that I haven’t been as prolific in posting as I’ve been in the past. Just recently. For the last few weeks or so. Well, there is a specific, annoying reason for the absence.

B-a-t-t-e-r-i-e-s

The word that stirs fear deep in the heart of my mom. For some crazy unknown reason, every battery that she puts into the camera dies out after a few furtive attempts at photography. Even this morning, after she bought a new charger for her rechargeable batteries (with new batteries to boot!), all specific for high-drain devices like our little Olympus, and we trotted outside to the park for some fun stick-work… after a few quick shots the damn thing died.

Notice how I try to maneuver dad into staying in the shade?  It’s still brutally hot here in SoCal, so if I scoot my butt over to the shady area then it feels a little c-o-o-l-e-r…

I think I’ll just sit here for awhile with this tasty stick dad…

Uh, can we stop throwing it for just a minute?  I really wanna sink my teeth into this one…

She’s pulling her hair out over this battery thang (and if you’ve seen her you know, she doesn’t have that much to lose!), and it is causing the world to be denied it’s daily dose of Dale.  She’s done a LOT of digital photography over the years and the camera isn’t new… anyone have any idea what to do about the evil batteries?

I suggested burying them out in the park and while she was with me in spirit, when it came time to open the camera to let the little suckers fall into their dusty grave, she just couldn’t do it.

Love,

Bogart

BookmAIREk Me!

Ok, so I’m not the biggest fan of getting bathed.  Whether it’s indoors in the relative warmth of the shower stall with dad or outside being blasted with the hose, I just don’t get it.  The ladies seem to love me in all of my funkiness, yet the humans are not so pleased.  I mean, I suppose that my fur was beginning to get a bit “crunchy” and all, and it does shine awfully nicely now that I’ve done the “Aire Dry”… but still.  That does not make it ok for me to be dragged into the shower and forced to accept The Bucket.

Mom filmed the indignity today.  I’m sure you dogs will see what I mean.

Love,

Bogart

BookmAIREk Me!

That is the question.

I have gotten MANY new Christmas cards but alas, the camera hasn’t been working well lately (mom screwed up the zoom somehow – she tried to blame it on me at one point, hell I think she’s tried to blame it on pretty much everyone at some time – and it doesn’t always come out when it should, rendering it just an expensive piece of plastic). As soon as that little problem is solved, I shall post my newest friends pictures!

So does that really explain why I haven’t posted for a few days? Well, mom seems to think that if there is no picture then there shall be no blog entry, because no one just wants to read about my adventures if there is no cute photo to accompany it.  I’m not totally convinced of this theory.  I think that my life is incredibly interesting to pretty much everyone in the world no matter what, so what if there is no photo?  Or then of course – mom – why don’t you get your priorities straight and either get that darned camera fixed or buy me a new one???

I feel better now.

Today’s photo of Bogie on the Moon – just in case you weren’t sure – is a (quick and crappy) PHOTOSHOP.  I didn’t really go to the moon.  I couldn’t travel back in time to play with Neil Armstrong.  But see mom?  PEOPLE STILL READ MY BLOG.

Love,

Bogart

BookmAIREk Me!

Well apparently the battery for mom’s camera died again – it’s not that there hasn’t been incredible excitement in my life for the last two days, these evil little fuel cells just continue to conspire against me.

This is the last photo taken of me just as mom said, “Gee, it looks like the battery might be running low”…

I have been informed that this situation should change as of tomorrow.

Love,

Bogart

BookmAIREk Me!