Airedale Cafe

While there are still fires all around SoCal, in the area that I live it’s just really, really smoky. Lots of what looks like fog but it pretty disgusting to breathe in. We wanted to go out today for a nice long walky but wound up doing a short one through Pasadena.

Of course the first stop is the Lovebirds Cafe – a prime Aire-dmiration spot indeed. Look at the silliness I was forced to endure – our order was number 55 so dad put the table tag on my collar and I walked around this way, all while the humans were giggling. Ha ha, that’s soooo funny…

On our way home we got stuck in some nasty traffic as they’re ripping up Arroyo Parkway… so we swung into Petco (my vote) to pick up some of that tasty Deli Fresh roll.

Since I got those free ones I’ve been hooked – I like to have a slice for breakfast. We needed more so off we went through the store.

Here’s the refrigerated case where the most-excellent Deli Fresh rolls are kept. Notice how I help dad.

On the way back I noticed some bones that would be a lot of fun to chomp on during the long hours in the daytime when mom is at her supposed “work”-thing. I tried it out for size and it seemed perfect, but since dad didn’t carry it away with us I’ll have to assume that he will get one for me next time.

Then my most favoritest place – the cat food palette. Yes dogs, I am a true aficionado of the wet cat food. Can’t explain it other than that I grew up with 4 kitties and their food always seemed (and smelled) tastier than my own. In fact, until dad started making food for me sometimes cat food was the only thing I’d eat. Go figure.

Back in traffic I noticed this little guy – he seemed to be enjoying himself even tho my mom thought he was ready to jump out at any moment. Hope they had him on a leash!

Look at how hazy it is – usually it’s crystal-clear with blue skies – that’s all of the crap that’s currently coating the Bogie-mobile. Of course mom is using that as an excuse as well – so she doesn’t have to wash the Bogie-mobile. Lazy mom.

Once home I craved a little time in the park. I thought that maybe I’d have to poop so I gave mom the begging eyes and we had a little run. Some stick-work, some pine-cone-kicking, but not for too long as we were both coughing a bit. So back inside we went.

All in all, still fun despite the not being able to breathe bit.

Love,

Bogart