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Spring Cleaning
Grrr. That dreaded time that rolls around every year when the weather starts to get warmer, and the grass starts to get greener. HAIRECUT TIME. For many years I was handstripped by mama and dad –...
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Stickebana
I am a creative sort. A dreamer. A dog who revels in the natural world, the seasons, and sticks at every opportunity. Luckily mama understands my nature and encourages me to constantly improve my...
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Best in the World
Yep. That’s me. And that’s my newest park treasure. The incredibly annoying part is that I cannot bite a basketball. I try, and I try, and I try, but still it resists the sweet bursting that a...
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The Bed is MINE
… unless you wanna cuddle. Then the bed can be ours (well, mostly mine, I am gonna stretch out and make myself comfy, but you can have a small spot too). Love, Bogart Share
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Leaving My Mark
Twas a wee bit frosty out this morning, the first I have encountered here in Pittsburgh. Yes, winter is coming and I am preparing by ignoring mama as she starts to pull my sweatshirts, coats, and the...
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Something Naughty, Someone Nice
Well, the naughty bit could never be me – that’s not really my style. I mean, others may describe my behavior as naughty, but really, what do they know? I can bring the full-on naughty if and when I...
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Snowman, 2. Bogart, 3.
Oh, snowman. You pathetic little frozen beast. Not even much of a snowman – just three slightly smaller sized lumps smashed on top of one another. Your arms aren’t exactly anatomically correct...
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The Lost Boys
I KNOW THERE IS SOMETHING HERE. Something deep in my terrier brain, a message from my ancient ancestors, compels me forward to FIND THAT DAMN VARMINT. While I have absolutely no idea of what it is, IT...
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Power Outage – Roast Beef Inage
So not fun to be home during a neighborhood power outage. With my dedicated fan and air conditioner down, this oldie was sweatin’. Not taking any chances with my dinner, I requested – and received –...
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Reading is FundAIREmental
You never know what you’re going to find when you venture into the park on a Saturday morning. Especially when you wake up a little later than usual (hey, it’s Saturday). Last year I stumbled onto...
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Dia Log
Anyone wanna enter into a “Dia Log” with me? All you have to do is head deep into Frick Park’s Tranquil Trail and you will see this. Pretty clever, eh? You humans certainly do need ways and...
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Autumn Has Broken
The season is upon us, friends, of collecting both sticks and tennis balls in the mouth at the same time. A cornucopia of delicious goods, carried with pride and guarded with terrier ‘tude. Get...
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Snow Bum
Well, THAT was a bit more snow than was advertised! Not the lake-effect wild snow drifts that some folks got, nor the torrential blizzard that other folks received, but I wasn’t really expecting...
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The Mighty Stick Hunter
Not gonna let a little thing like some pesky snow slow me down, no sir-ee. There are sticks in them thar hills, and someone has to round ’em up. And bring them home. And make sure that they are...
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Out, Out, Damned Infected Anal Gland
I haven’t talked much about my butt recently, mostly because it’s been a pain in the butt. One of my anal glands (I know, I know) was infected, and we’ve been playing the antibiotic-merry-go-round...
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Lip Smacker
I encourage you all to stop and smell the sticks. And when your tongue can make it all the way over your nose, well, that’s an extra bit of goodness for ya. Taking a little break from my evening...
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You Cannot Hide Those Cookies From Me
THIS is the face that you will have to contend with, foul mama, if you so much as TRY to even THINK about hiding that last cookie from me. After a fine morning of muddy madness, I have earned every...
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