One thing I hate more than the grocery store is the store on Sunday nights. It’s extra crowded, which means an extra-long wait for Bossman to come out.

One thing I hate more than the grocery store is the store on Sunday nights. It’s extra crowded, which means an extra-long wait for Bossman to come out.


This is the store where The Girl gets my food. It’s also where I get treats. It’s also where I get the deadly bath. I can never tell which one it’s going to be. I suppose The Girl likes to keep me on my toes.

The Girl takes me along on her errands sometimes, which means I get tied up outside. It looks like some other humans had the same idea. That dog actually looks more bummed out than me.

The Girl took me on a little adventure today. We climbed a gazillion stairs up to this really tall thing called Coit Tower. I rocked those stairs and practically dragged The Girl up with me.

I was just going out for my usual walk this morning and The Girl suddenly jumped into this puddle of water. I couldn’t get out of the way fast enough and got soaked. I always thought she was insane but this confirms it.

I can has chikun nuggetz?

There’s been a lot of rain this season. It makes me wet but it also means I won’t get a bath for a while. Niiiice.

The Girl and Bossman took me to Fort Funston today and I had a blast running up and down the hills and sniffing everything in sight. Living in a little condo makes me really appreciate the Great Outdoors.

This place is big but has a huge cliff. That’s probably one thing scarier than the water down on the beach below.