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Ok, you all know me pretty well by now. You know how much I love this internet thing… getting to show off for all the world and have an audience for my ever-expanding beliefs. Can I say how much I hate it though? Mom is having some really really weird DSL issues so she can’t…

Ok, while this looks hilarious (and I hope it doesn’t start some stupid trend), please don’t ever do this to me mom… Love, Bogart

Happy Birthday to Me… Happy Birth-Day Dear Meeeeeeeeeee…… Happy Birthday to Me. I did it – today I’m officially no longer a puppy (although mom still plans to use this as an excuse for virtually anything I do for at least another year or so). Today I become a man. And that means gifts, as…

I’m the one with the funkier eyebrows. Love, Bogart

Today both dad and I got our stitches removed! Mom got to watch both (she loves the gory stuff, she’s so weird sometimes) and she told me that I had been a better patient than dad was… to be fair he had a LOT more stitches than I did, but I had some on the…

Did you know that today is Franz Kafka’s birthday? When I first heard that, I thought that mom was talking about our Kafka – my orange tabby buddy – I didn’t know that there was a writer with the same name. Today mom told me the story of how Kafka (our cat) got his name.…

Here I am illustrating exactly how filthy a tennis ball can possibly get at the dog park.  Just for the benefit of others, of course.  Notice the tongue… I got to spend some quality time this morning with my buddies at the dog park… sorely needed as I’ve been cooped up for so long now. …

Which oh stitch?  The DAMN STITCHES IN MY PAW!!!! Can you tell that I’m excited?  You should have seen me burst out of the vets office… they’re OUT!!!! To celebrate we did a quick tour around the dog park – not too long because mom didn’t want to risk anything happening so soon after the…

Really looks like that, doesn’t it? I sat back in awe as I watched my new friend Puddin’ dig this hole.  Deep enough for his entire body.  No kidding.  I mean it. And then he wouldn’t let me in. I like Puddin’. Love, Bogart