I Can See Clearly Now

Well… no. Today marks 3 months since Klaus passed away.  Annoying that it is the same day that I have to write a rent check.  Sad because, well, it’s just very sad. I have an odd quirk.  Ok, I have many odd quirks.  But this one seems to live deep inside me, because I pull…

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Top of the Volcano

No reason to be inside on such a pretty day, but I’m not a fan of direct sunshine either.  What’s a boy to do (and how can he convince his mama that this is in her best interest as well)?  Of course – bark until she heads toward our local volcano, Mt. Tabor. Walking around…

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Everybody Loves a Parade

Yes, it’s another hot day in the City of Roses.  High eighties.  Hot days are best spent in the park if you ask me.  And mama ALWAYS asks me. She thinks she can outrun me – I always have to remind her about my 4-wheel drive as opposed to her puny 2-wheel drive.  And I…

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I Saw the Sign

Ah, signs.  Today was a day of interesting things catching my eye.  Sometimes funny ones… Sometimes more poignant ones. I too dream of a new dog harness.  As much as I enjoy my green “adventure harness” it’s not completely ideal.  Mama likes it because she can grab it and pull me off of my feet…

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Weekend Warrior

Last night I got a bath.  I’m feeling fresh and frisky now that I’ve lost some of my funk.  It’s sunny and warm outside with no chance of rain… Gotta go!  A lovely morning walkie by the river, then it’s time to have a volcano walkie. Lulu here.  This is not Bogart’s paw, it’s mine. …

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The Most Important Meal of the Day

Yep.  Breakfast.  But not Breakfast at Tiffany’s… Breakfast at Kettleman’s! On Saturday mornings, mama and I walk up to Kettleman’s Bagels.  Our order is always the same.  Two pumpernickel bagels, toasted, with butter.  One for me and one for mama.  A glass of water – ok, that’s just for me.  Dad always called me the…

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Walking the Park Blocks

Twas a lovely day here in Portland.  The sun was shining, the birds were singing, and mama’s neck hurt so she couldn’t pull me away from all of the fascinating smells along the Park Blocks. Awesome.  No need to stick to the established pathway, it’s far more interesting to walk amongst the grass.  Mama generally…

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Hopping at the Art Hop

Our first festival alone.  It’s bittersweet – last year when we all arrived in Portland, the Alberta Art Hop was the first festival we went to here.  And now it’s our first, just mama and me.  I am intent on showing her a GOOD time… The Alberta Art Hop brings out the crazy – and…

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Great Expectations

I’ve got the SPRING FEVER – today is a lovely day and there is something special in the air everywhere because all of the humans are talking about the warm, sunny weekend that they’re expecting. And when I’m feeling the fever, I cannot control myself.  On a regular day, a mouthful of stick would do.…

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