Portland – Page 3 – To Aire is Divine

Rose-y Nose-y

Preparations are well under-way for the Portland Rose Festival coming up next week: It looks like it’s going to have all sorts of rides, events, and things for the humans to make themselves sick on. I am not much for these sorts of things, they’re usually really crowded and have lots of little children screaming.…

Just Darling

American Darling Valve… American Darling Dale… What happens to our darling friend Melon Man after a week or so in the Portland rain… Love, Bogart

Walk Not, Poop Not

Neither rain, nor snow, nor dark of night shall stop the red-raincoat-ed Airedale in his nightly rounds. I don’t care if it’s raining, I HAVE TO POOP.Â And I will not compromise on it’s placement.Â I can’t just poop on command, you know (actually I can, but no reason to let the humans in on…

King of Beasts

This fantastic lion, king of the jungle, was sitting in front of a building here in NW Portland, waiting for me. At first I thought I’d just hop up to where he was, but he was up pretty high.Â So I had to stop and think for a moment.Â I looked around and realized that…

Pigeons Part Deux

Something odd happened this afternoon.Â Even the randomly-placed sticks and tree detrius arranged with no particular care around generally-boring pipes leading to holes in the ground noticed it. I was on my midday walkie in the North Park Blocks, like always. Things are green and lovely today – it’s our first real day of spring……

Peekaboo

Now you see pigeons… Now you see Airedale paws (oh, and flying pigeons). No pigeons were harmed permanently (well, maybe mentally) in the making of today’s blog post. Love, Bogart

Tabby vs Terrier

I am not at all ashamed to say that I am not brave enough to take on this tabby.Â You should have seen the ferocity in his eyes, he only caught my attention because he started spitting at me as I walked past.Â I stopped to see what was spitting at me, and it was…

Keepin’ Portland Weird

As I always say, you never know what you’re going to see here in Portland.Â Something that may not even catch your eye, that looks totally innocuous, and then upon further inspection… He is a Melon Man.Â There are no words. Love, Bogart

Sunday in the NW with Cones

Before the rains come again, I convinced mama to take a long walkie today, even though she was less than entirely enthusiastic when we started. This way mama!Â THERE ARE CONES Oh yeah.Â Tons of perfect packages of pine-cone-y goodness.Â The better to fit larger amounts into my mouth! It was during this brief rest…

Mama-Son Day

In anticipation of Mother’s Day, mama and I decided to have a “Mother-Sun” Day – on Saturday.Â The weather was going to be cooperative (first day without the threat of rain in awhile!), so she rented a car for the whole entire day (instead of a few hours like usual) and we set off to…