Garden Supervisor

Who’s the boss? I’ll give you one guess… So dad has taken down almost the entire old treehouse – even tho it looked really cool, it had an old wasp nest inside and the wasps were buzzing around looking for their old home… so we broke it up and hauled it away. Well, not actually…

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Sunday on Hawthorne

Today was my first big day out here in Portland – walking around the city, that is, not just patrolling my yard or walking in the forest. Mama wanted to go somewhere that would be walking-friendly, so we hit the Hawthorne district for some midday shenanigans. First we had lunch at the Hawthorne Fish House…

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Snoop

What celebrity am I? A whole bunch of you other dog bloggers have done the Which Celebrity Am I quiz on Dogster, but I haven’t had a chance to yet… guess who I am? That’s right, I’m Snoop Dogg! I think that’s pretty appropriate… Bustin’ out superfly vocals that keep his lady friends perched, ready…

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Plant Friendly

So it looks like the humans are thinking about putting some plants in my backyard. Apparently the folks who lived in this house before me had 3 big dogs, one of which they kept chained in the backyard, and they did a lot of damage. We want to get off on the right foot and…

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Bog-Land Yard

Ah…. MY yard. A place where the half-deflated soccer ball can fly free… We’re going to take down that treehouse-like thing sometime to make more room for me to run (and, ahem, some room to plant veggies). I help mom work on her soccer techniques so that she doesn’t get all flabby… Notice how I…

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Bad Internet. Down.

Big Aire lovin’ to everyone who has written to me sending good vibes for my trip and move to Portland! I made it!!! Mom and dad are crazy. We drove here in one day from Los Angeles. That’s 15 hours in the car. Yes, it’s completely insane. But honestly, the kitties were pretty miserable in…

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Airedale-e-o-s…

Bye Dale-Os!!!! I’m gonna miss you guys more than anything in the world – you’ve taught me soooooo much about what it means to be an Airedale, put up with me when I messed up, and finally conferred the coveted Summa Cum Quietly diploma upon me when I calmed down and stopped barking for my…

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Where’s My Stuff?

All of my stuff is gone… simply gone. The apartment is almost-empty and all that’s left are litter boxes and sleeping bags. It’s so weird! I wanted to post more of the box-filled madness, but alas, I haven’t been able to convince mom that this was paramount. Many days I couldn’t even find her for…

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