Red has made himself a staple at most art happenings in and around LA, since the big move in late February. Unfortanly for my four-legged friend the Red Cat does not allow his kind. So on this night the way left and myself flew solo, in what turn out to be a who’s who in the art world. After laying my eyes on the exhibit I now know why. So here is my one word review: OVERWHELMING. Here are a few pictures for your viewing pleasure.
Friday, September 28, 2007
baby, it's cold outside
Ah yes, the cold southern California autumn months have finally arrived. And Red doesn't like it one bit:
Sunday, September 23, 2007
Spongebob no longer welcomed in house
A late post regarding our beloved dog's birthday. Since I didn't want to come home empty handed, I decided to stop by the store and pick up some new treats (which he loved) and a birthday balloon (which he didn't love so much):
Nice gesture, but...
Attack!
Nice gesture, but...
Attack!
Saturday, September 22, 2007
dog park
Wednesday, September 12, 2007
HAPPY BIRTHDAY
So today September 12th marks the one-year anniversary of Red’s birth! A puppy no more... well don't tell Red that, as he is absolutely crazy now that he is fixed. Like a little pinball I tell you, bouncing all over the place. But as we all know I love every minute that I spend with him. Happy Birthday Red! On a side note, this also is the one-year mark that my very special (Ju Yeon / Special Opts / the way left / Tiffany) has been in my life as well. P.S. Whatever name I might refer to her as, she has found a special place in Red’s heart and mine. Thanks for everything! Sarang He!
Tuesday, September 11, 2007
One more day 'till...
...the big 1. Seems just like yesterday when...
and now look at him:
If I hear the Left asking. One. More. Time. "When are you going to post?" "I doubt anyone looks at our blog anymore" "Why don't you post?"
FYI the Left has a new joke where he pretends he twisted his wrist (followed by a frown and him proclaiming, "twist"), thereby leaving him unable to unlock doors, lift things, walk the dog, take out the trash, etc. It's kind of like when Red is too tired to go on his walk and forgets he has bones:
and now look at him:
If I hear the Left asking. One. More. Time. "When are you going to post?" "I doubt anyone looks at our blog anymore" "Why don't you post?"
FYI the Left has a new joke where he pretends he twisted his wrist (followed by a frown and him proclaiming, "twist"), thereby leaving him unable to unlock doors, lift things, walk the dog, take out the trash, etc. It's kind of like when Red is too tired to go on his walk and forgets he has bones:
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