Portland + April = RAIN
But no worries… I AM PREPARED

The rain doesn’t even slow me down… when I am wearing my spiffy red raincoat! The pine cone search must go on…

Whether they are in the aire…

Or on terra firma.

Springtime also = pretty tulips. Notice how the red of the flowers complements the red of my raincoat.

And the pink of my tongue (flecked with various pine cone pieces) also adds to the spring-y picture?

Mama thought at this point that the camera was going to be out of battery – ha! It can blink red all it wants, when there is this much cuteness going on even the camera knew it couldn’t quit…

Just try to resist me!!!

Oh, you think you are going to crap out on me, do you battery? I will just bust out the big guns…

Now even though many of my raincoat photos look absolutely perfect when you see them, things don’t always go as smoothly as they look.

Sometimes I do have to move around a lot to keep that damn hood off of my head.

Did I mention that I don’t really like the hood?

I mean it’s kind of funny and all (funny that you humans think that we dogs like hoods), but who says I have to wear it on top of my head?

I could wear it jauntily off to one side…

Or try to squiggle out of it.

Now this is getting embarrassing.

Oh mama, do you really want people to see me like this? Or better yet, do you want me to be able to see at all?

Oh lookie – a picture of something that is NOT me in my raincoat. Mama and I were really amazed by the vibrant purple flowers on this tree. They are really that bright!

The rain is about to start again… time to head for home. Gotta get started on my chicken soup, don’t you mama?

First a final bit of majestic posing.

And shaking.

And wistful daydreaming.

Oh the heck with that… time to JUMP UP!!!

And JUMP DOWN!!!

A final walk around what mama calls the “little dog toilet” – an area where all of the little doggies do their business and not as many people pick it up as other places. Yep, it’s a little dog toilet. Smells fine to me tho…

And heading for home… just as the rain starts up again. Perfect!

Love,
Bogart