Stop and Smell Everything

Finally… a slogan that I can fully get behind. We should all take a few moments out of our busy day, every day, during every walkie, to stop and smell EVERYTHING.  This has always been my philosophy.  There is no better way to get to know your surroundings, who’s doing what (and where), than this.…

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Gimme That Cookie

A boy has to do what a boy has to do. In the name of all that is holy (cookies), I interrupt this regularly-scheduled walkie to let you know mama that I need a cookie now. Oh come on – who are you kidding?  I know that you have cookies in those giant pockets of…

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Non Blizz-aire-d

Geez.  The humans were so upset about a storm that was supposed to dump feet of snow here in Philadelphia – um, no. The winds, did however bring down a LOT of tasty sticks.  For which I am grateful. GIMME GIMME GIMME Stick after stick after stick, getting in my jumping practice as well as…

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Snow Beard

Not just everyone can sport such a fine snow beard. You have to start with a fine beard.  Years of growth.  Layers of previous goodness. Then just go for it.  Stick that snout into the first snow drift that you see.   Show off your fine profile…  And own it – own that snow beard. …

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Mac and Cheesy

Well, I DO love cheese.  And mama has been known to burn a mean mac-and-cheese dinner at times.  So I must approach with caution. For Your Safety, Please Do Not Climb on the Big Noodle Sculpture.  Hm. What do you think, mama?  Should I go for it? I wanna.  I really, really wanna.  Scale the…

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Autumn is AWESOME

 This is probably my favorite season.  Autumn is awesome all around – it’s cooler, none of that crappy humidity, and LEAVES Oh, and sticks too. Lots and lots of tasty sticks.  Everywhere the eye can see.  All over the park.  Especially the big, manly ones. Oh mama, don’t think you can try any funny business. …

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Sandy, Sandy, Sandy

Oh, Sandy.   You scared all but the mightiest away here in Center City. But I am intrepid, if nothing else.  Perhaps a little swashbuckling.  Aw hell, I just really like to poop in the park and do not mind getting wet, so LETS GO I thought I would swing by my usual hangouts, but horror…

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