I Dig It

Not Christmas… as a fine King of Terriers, I must periodically apply the skills of my forefathers… And dig in the dirt! This is not nearly as simple as it could be – not having my own yard, or a park area behind my house anymore, I have to work hard to find places to…

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The Portland Art No-See-Um

Portland isn’t that big – yet there is an area of town that we never seem to find ourselves in.  That’s SW. So today we sought to rectify that situation and explore the South Park Blocks. I’m ready for anything – since we’re never here everything smells new and exciting. Ah, the Portland Art Museum. …

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Sweating it out

I am now the proud owner of my very own black human sweatshirt. After wearing mama’s for a few days, she broke down and bought me one of my own.  She cut off the sleeves a bit to accommodate my paws, and in the next day or so she told me that she will taper…

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Super Snuggler

So… I have mentioned that it’s COLD here in Portland.  It’s really, really, really cold.  Both mama and I are feeling it.  How to get by?  EXTRA SNUGGLE TIME Go ahead, brush your teeth, do whatever you have to do.  I can wait. Hey, whatcha doin’ in there?  The bed is nice and warm and…

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The Feline Purrsuasion

As you know, I share my abode with several felines.  This is Sekhmet. I think she enjoys my company the most – well, at least I don’t see her claws that often.  Sekhmet is 13 years old, and is the only cat my mama has that came with her from NYC to the west coast. …

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Arctic Blast

Brrrrrr!  It’s COLD here in Portland!!!  We’re having what the television called an “arctic blast” and I can certainly attest to it’s blast-i-ness.  The wind ruffles my fuzz and whips me right up the butt.  Not pleased.  Today was especially cold, so mama felt like she had to protect my delicate Dale-ness… perhaps when your…

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I (Don’t) Love a Parade

The Portland Macy’s Thanksgiving Parade started in my neighborhood this morning. While I was at first intrigued, I was ultimately displeased.  All of those drummers were hurtin’ my ears. Even though we tried to go around it, we just couldn’t get away fast enough. Crazy costumes, loud noises, and lots of people.  Oh goody goody…

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In the Key of… Damnit!

Mama’s morning didn’t start out that well.  Morning walkie?  Fine.  Weather?  Slightly raining, but only on her head so that wasn’t so bad.  We arrived back at our apartment.  Mama got ready to go to the work place that I just cannot understand, handed me a treat and walked out. Then she put her key…

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Tears in Rain

Mama has been sad.  I’ve been working overtime to do everything I can to make her smile, but some days she’s just too tough a customer.   Luckily it has been raining a lot lately, so if she cries out in public it could easily look like she’s just getting rained on rather than that her…

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Some Enchanted Evening

When mama gets home from work, the first thing I do is smother her in kisses (she needs ’em!).   This also gently reminds her that it’s time for my evening walkie and poop-a-thon.  It’s dark out there at night now, so I have to protect mama on our walks more so than usual.  That also…

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