Auld Lang Sticks

Out with the old, in with the new (sticks, that is). I’ve spent the last few months collecting all of these tasty sticks, and alas with no fireplace or other repository for them I found myself collecting them in a big pile just outside of my door.  Which must go. Ah well, cleaning out 2014…

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You Can’t Get My Stick

How hilarious is it that mama can’t reach down to grab this fine stick from me? She managed to fall last weekend – like a sack of wet potatoes – and her shoulder hasn’t been right since. So reaching down to snag my stick (which she can typically do, and on occasion is even able…

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Baking for Bogie (Woo-hoo, RECIPE!)

Sometimes mama gets it SO DAMN RIGHT. Normally I wouldn’t let her anywhere near the stove, she’s just not terribly domestically-inclined, and has a bad habit of setting off smoke alarms with her, ahem, “cooking”.  Apparently, she bought “ingredients” to make some cookies for me awhile ago, and they have been taunting her ever since. …

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I’m a Maniac

THIS is what happens when you take one mama with some knitting skills and too much time on her hands, and one Airedale with shaved legs from the vet. Yep, I know that I look a little “Flashdance”. What can I say. At least she didn’t knit me a headband to match. Love, Bogart

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Poodle Legs

Having to go to the hospital stinks. Especially when something out of the ordinary happens. On Tuesday night, mama came home to see me unable to walk.  I tried to run to see her at the door, but couldn’t really stand.  It was really scary for both of us!!!  So immediately we went off to…

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Go Real Slow

The Big City. The Concrete Jungle. Philadelphia is a lot of things. And one of them is that we have a really crumbling infrastructure, especially our roads. Seriously. Drive around Philly for any length of time, and you will be left with a marbled undercarriage, stubbly tires, and a reason to visit the chiropractor. But…

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My Feline Overlord

Today we got new chairs. They’re old, but they’re pretty cool. I anticipated that Kafka would spend more time on them than I would, but didn’t realize that he was already plotting world domination with his laser eyes from one of them. Note the worried look on my face. I am concerned. Love, Bogart

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Mooooooooooooooooooo

I’m a city dog.  I’ve wandered through the concrete jungles of Los Angeles, Portland, New York, and Philadelphia.  While I have seen cows from the window of a moving car, I don’t get the chance to see them up close and personal.  Until today.  And I do NOT trust them. It does appear that these…

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Don’t Forget the…

I have to go to the vet today.  Mama told me that if we remember to keep the morning’s “production”, then I can avoid having a stick up my butt at the vet’s.  I’m all for that, so I convinced mama to do whatever is necessary to remember. This is mama’s daily list of things…

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