Ah, the pleasures of autumn. Wind lightly ruffling through the fuzz, humidity on the downward slide, just enough warmth to require a sweater, a full coat of airefuzz, or some brisk walking. When faced with a choice, a brisk walkie does it every time. Today I chose both brisk-ness and distance, and took mama all…
What goodness is this? W-I-F-F-L-E B-A-L-L Really, dogs. How could you leave this fine specimen behind in the park without knowing? Easy to carry, easy to catch, holds the slobber well. SCORE!  Oh that looks good. Yes I would like that.  NOW!  Heh. Mine. Now I must guard it against all interlopers.  Protect it with…
Rain. You know that this doesn’t usually bother me, and while I am delighted for the respite from the ever-maddening heat and humidity, I fear it may be too short-lived. And I get much wetter now with the shorter Aire-do. I don’t dislike it, but I definitely do notice the difference. More full-body shaking is…
With the Olympic Opening Ceremonies happening RIGHT NOW, mama and I got inspired. Partially because of mama’s recent laziness in making my chow, and partially with the Olympics on our minds, we went to the dog store and went international. Yep, I’ve got Bangers and Mash, French Country Cafe, Mediterranean Basket, and Brauts n Tots. …
