Airedale Terrier

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Cookies From Any Hand

Cookies From Any Hand

I still feel a little uneasy around humans that I don’t know.  Those big, giant hands coming at my face kind of confuse me.  I’m super interested, but then when they get close I’m not convinced.  Even when mum says that these are friends, I’d […]

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I Woke Up Like This

I Woke Up Like This

No, really, I DID Love, Otto Fizz

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Me and My Shadow

Me and My Shadow

Don’t I look so full-on Airedale-ian here?  It’s funny, sometimes I look at myself in the mirror (yes, I really do this), and see a puppy.  A strong, handsome Airedale puppy to be sure, but still a baby.  I have a lot to learn about […]

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Snowy Self Help

Snowy Self Help

And they said it would only snow a little. This snow thing is AMAZING.  It lets me slip and slide all over the yard as I run at top speed.  AND YOU CAN EAT IT TOO! Got me completely worn out.  Completely.  My fuzz was […]

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Oops I Did It Again

Oops I Did It Again

Went out for a walk… And crapped on the grass… OH BABY, BABY Love, Otto Fizz

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The Poopurtunity

The Poopurtunity

Tonight we went for a walkie.  Nothing remarkable about that, we have gone for a walkie every night since I’ve been here in Pittsburgh with mum.  But this one was different.  We have been taking our evening walkies in the park – truly delightful – […]

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The Artist

The Artist

I am ALWAYS perfecting my craft.  Don’t let anyone tell you that your art is meaningless.  For example, this fine Cheez It box that I have just personalized.  Why yes, I did steal it off of the counter and quickly empty it of it’s delicious, […]

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The Local Herd

The Local Herd

HOLY CRAPAMOLE. Mum and I went for our normal evening walkie on Schenley Oval, and what is that in the distance?  Is it a bunch of dogs?  Is it a group of toddlers playing soccer?  NO – it’s 10 deer! I have seen deer around […]

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Golden Boy

Golden Boy

Ain’t I purdy?  The black-and-tan goes golden.  Our fine Airedale fuzz does look awfully nice when kissed by the sun on a park excursion. Love, Otto Fizz

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Not Guilty

Not Guilty

WOULD THIS FACE LIE? I don’t know how that yarn got here.  I mean, someone may have fished it out of the trash, but it wasn’t me.  Ask the cats.  Cats love yarn.  They’re famous for it.  And we have 4 of them here.  So […]

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