Too Hot

Bob here. I need a haircut. I was tossing and turning all last night, and finally just lay on my back as close to the window fan as I could.

Michael Jackson Is Dead

That's not news! Let's go for a walk.

Spring Again

It's so boring to go out, do our business and come back in, so Dickens and I (Bob) have made a deal whereby we delay "eliminating" for as long as possible until we've thoroughly sniffed several hundred square feet of springtime soil.

Paws in the Snow

When we went out this morning, there was snow on the ground. This is okay, as long as there's still plenty of stuff to sniff.

Change We Can Believe in Wagging Our Tails About

"Worry not dog lovers, the White House will still have a 'First Dog' under a Barack Obama administration.
Obama had promised that whether or not he won the White House, his daughters Sasha and Malia could get a dog.
'Sasha and Malia, I love you both more than you can imagine. And you have earned the new puppy that’s coming with us,' Obama said at the start of his victory speech. "

We've been on the fence about all this election stuff, but as long as the new President gets and loves a nice doggie, we'll be happy about "getting disappointed by someone new," if only to make Daddy happy

Bob's Birthday

It's my 5th birthday today. I don't really need anything special, though, just a good scratch on the neck and a scratch on my "puppy buns." Also, it wouldn't be a bad idea for my nice fluffy tail to get a good comb. I'm a dog of simple pleasures.

The Hotter Heat Wave

Bob here. It's a good thing I'm getting a haircut this week, because I'm just too much of a hippie for this weather! Plus, I have to tip my head way up to even be able to see the cat! And, to those of you who came to my website and wondered if I'd pooped since February, fear not; I'm doing okay!