Stupid Freaking Ticks

Well, damn.  After some serious testing (I had to give blood, pee, and poo – thanks mama for collecting it rather than having to have the vet, uh, “collect” it) it turns out that I have anaplasmosis.  What is that, you ask?  Don’t worry, I had to ask too, as did mama.  It’s a crappy…

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Just the Two of Us

THE Gruesome Twosome.  Me and mama.  She just can’t help herself.  And what can I say, the human heart just doesn’t have enough lovin’-capacity to contain all of the high-quality lovin’ that I give her on a regular basis.  Maybe that’s why I get so grumpy with pretty much every other human on the planet…

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Lip Smacker

I encourage you all to stop and smell the sticks.  And when your tongue can make it all the way over your nose, well, that’s an extra bit of goodness for ya. Taking a little break from my evening walkie, sticks proudly displayed, lookin’ good but ever-ready to defend my sticks should mama decide to…

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Snow Bum

Well, THAT was a bit more snow than was advertised!  Not the lake-effect wild snow drifts that some folks got, nor the torrential blizzard that other folks received, but I wasn’t really expecting much.  The fact that there was any snow on the ground was exciting, and I wasted no time in creating those funky…

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Autumn Has Broken

The season is upon us, friends, of collecting both sticks and tennis balls in the mouth at the same time.  A cornucopia of delicious goods, carried with pride and guarded with terrier ‘tude.  Get outside and enjoy some for yourself.  Drag your humans along, THEY NEED THE EXERCISE. Love, Bogart

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