Shout it from the rooftops, yodel from the mountains, BOGART DOES NOT HAVE CANCER!!! Love, Bogart
Gotta Go, Gotta Go, Gotta Go Right Now
Surgery, Damnit
 On Thursday, something felt wrong.  Very, very wrong.  I had gone for my first “senior visit” at my local vet last Saturday where they found a large mass in my abdomen.  That wasn’t fun, but we had scheduled an ultrasound and biopsy thinking that surgery was a very real possibility. Well yes, yes it was.…
Man of Adventure
Nothing can stop me when there are pine cones around. NOTHING. THROW ME A CONE! Um, thanks. CONE CONE CONE CONE CONE CONE CONE CONE Look. I let you clean my toes. I wore the potentially-humiliating Flashdance-style sweatshirt. I’m wearing the damn booties. GIVE ME MY CONE I do love this snow. Even though there…
Snow Dale!
Go Real Slow
The Big City. The Concrete Jungle. Philadelphia is a lot of things. And one of them is that we have a really crumbling infrastructure, especially our roads. Seriously. Drive around Philly for any length of time, and you will be left with a marbled undercarriage, stubbly tires, and a reason to visit the chiropractor. But…