My pal Robin (one of what dad used to call “the mobsties”) is sick… he has a tumor and may need surgery – he needs some serious Airezen or any-kind-of-Zen-you-can-do! Mama spilled the beans to me that I am going to get to visit my favorite Dales in LA this summer, and hey, I really…
Bogie’s Back in Town
The Animal Rescue Site
While you’re waiting for your daily dose of Dale dog-gone goodness, I thought I’d tell you about something I make mama do each morning. Every day an email pops up in her mailbox (because she would forget her head if it wasn’t attached) reminding her to click and support The Animal Rescue Site. There is…
Experiencing Technical Difficulties
Pride
Hellooo Ladies
Another day, another gigantic stick. The better to clear a path through the downtown throng with. First pretend disinterest. Look around. Take in the local color. This fools the mama-figure into thinking that I do not want the stick. Then when she isn’t looking – POUNCE. And run at top speed in the opposite direction…
A Day Without Poop
Is like a day without sunshine. But since we’re in rainy Portland… Today, no poop bags were sacrificed in the name of keeping the streets of Portland clean. Walking was brisk, less time spent sniffing around for the “right spot”. There is of course a very good reason for this – yesterday, Bogart produced a…