Spring… What Spring?

It appears that we will be skipping the spring season here in Philadelphia – the sun has come roaring out and IT’S HOT So what’s a fuzzy boy to do?  Shorten the walkie a bit, have mama carry a bottle of water for me, and do some fine relaxation exercises in the park. I find…

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Art is Subjective

Ok… what is this supposed to be? Some sort of childs drawing – angry graduate, monster plate spinner, or grumpy frenchman? I have no freaking idea.  I’m going to have to plead “dog” in this case – as in, I’m a dog so I just cannot fathom what it could possibly be with my “he’s…

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A Man and His Bones

Hm… wait… vague memories… yes, coming back to me now… BONES!!!  Must be for me… too big for cats, too carnivorous for the mama-vegetarian. Beef Marrow Bone.  Now we’re talkin’. Oh sweet marrow bone, how I have longed for you for so very long.  The mama-vegetarian is really quite bad at this buying meat thing,…

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The Magnificent Magnolias

Purty, aren’t they? We’ve somehow never discovered this until now.  I think it’s because all of the magnolias are blooming, rather than just bare branches like everything has been for so long. Must investigate.  Magnolia Tribute Garden – lovely. Lovelier.  Just needed a little Airedale-ing up. Apparently George Washington was an aficionado of the magnolia. …

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Greeting My Fans

I love to meet my fans – there are so many really lovely people out there who just need to get in a little Bogart worship when they’re in my town – and I UNDERSTAND. This is Susan – we tried to meet up at the Just Dogs Gourmet today but they were closed!  While…

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New Times in Old City

Ice, Ice, Baby… (dum dum dum dum da da dum dum) I was first attracted to the leaking bags because, well, anything leaking on the street gets my attention.  But.. just bags of ice.  A bunch of humans seemed to be planning some sort of party to which I apparently wasn’t invited.  Silly fools, don’t…

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Spring’s First Hairecut

I’m feelin’ spry, far less wild and wooly than only a day ago.  Had my first haire-pulling of the year.  We do it in bits, to maintain my rugged individualist look as well as not piss me off too much by doing too much pulling for too long.  Today we got two heads worth!  (Mama…

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Feeling Power-less

This does not compute.  I come to my very favorite store, Just Dogs Gourmet, and the lights are out and the door is closed to my nose-pushing.  What does it mean? Store Closed due to power outage.  Still doesn’t compute for me.  Who needs power – I WANT COOKIES They do, of course, have another…

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