With the Olympic Opening Ceremonies happening RIGHT NOW, mama and I got inspired. Partially because of mama’s recent laziness in making my chow, and partially with the Olympics on our minds, we went to the dog store and went international. Yep, I’ve got Bangers and Mash, French Country Cafe, Mediterranean Basket, and Brauts n Tots. …
It’s raining, it’s pouring, this Dale thinks his mama is BORING… Oh really mama, it’s not raining that hard. Ok, maybe it is raining that hard, but since I’m relatively waterproof (AND wearing my spiffy raincoat), there is absolutely no reason to not go for an hour-long evening walkie. I’m W-A-I-T-I-N-G See? That wasn’t so…
The 40-pound bag arrived to much fanfare here at Chez Bogart. Both Bogart and the cats were absolutely FASCINATED by the box. Sniff sniff sniff, scratch scratch scratch. I was just tired from dragging the large package up 3 flights of stairs, and they used my tired-ness to their advantage – while Bogart’s mighty front…
