Beantown Bed & Biscuit on The Boston Dog Blog: Merlin, Love of My Life #2

The whole point of The Boston Dog Blog was Puppy Paparazzi for doggie celebs like Ms. Moneypenny at the beginning, so I hope no one's getting frustrated. As soon as I'm not getting smashed like a weak, wingless butterfly by all my schoolwork (me? Dramatic? Never.) I guarantee more Puppy Paparazzi posts from all around the city.

In the meantime, I still have loads of photos of my Daycare woofies to share. That said, onto my next love, and really you could call the true dog love of my life, Merlin.

Merlin is a rescue, but I would argue that he himself could rescue a person, as cheesy as this sounds, with unending love. Merly-poo is a Catahoula Leopard Dog-Spaniel Mix, and when I'm walking around the Beantown Bed & Biscuit headquarters, Merlin is still trying to sit on my lap. I hear from my bosses that this may be because Catahoulas want constant attention and Spaniels are sweet and gentle, so the mix creates the ultimate canine companion. He doesn't care that it's not possible to sit on my lap when I'm standing up, because all he wants is another million minutes of love.

Needless to say, when I am sitting down, it's a whole other level of the Merlin lovefest. He wants to give my face a bath and snuggle next to me at all times. We watch movies together, we prance around together (yes, I prance. Jealous?) and when I have to leave work and Merlin's still there, looking up at me with his blue-brown mixed eyes, I die inside a little bit. When I'm working with Merlin, the soundtrack is constantly "Let Me Tell You 'Bout My Best Friend" and I see the world through Merlin-colored glasses.

Beantown Bed & Biscuit on The Boston Dog Blog: Bobo, Love of My Life #1

Since I'm officially doing a fantastic job of procrastinating on my homework, I figured I'd take this golden opportunity to update everyone about all the glorious puppies that have come into my life via my dream yob (yes, I meant to spell it that way) at Beantown Bed & Biscuit.

Below is Bobo, a baby Boston Terrier who could literally make Lord Voldemort melt into blubbery love murmurs. He's so freakin' adorable that people stop us on the street to "awwwww." If he and Lucy had a baby, and I carried it with me, I would be unstoppable. It would be like having superhuman powers -- people's knees would just give out with cute overload at first sight (this already almost happens with Bobo and Lucy, respectively).

If I had one wish about Bobo, it would be to get a decent shot of him. Every time I take a picture, he's playing with Hunter, another puppy in Doggie Day Care. But Bobo has these incredible cloudy blue-green-grey eyes that remind me of some misty witch's brew from Heaven, if that's even possible. They're so gorgeous. I think they have hypnotic powers, too, because I brought him to BU Student Village and an endless string of squealing students asking if they could have him ensued. Even my best friend, who's not particularly thrilled with animals (can you say opposites attract?) couldn't get enough, although she did ask if he could just stay that size forever. Lucky for her, Boston Terriers don't get very big.

The other thing that makes Bobo the perfect puppy is that he's perfectly content laying squirmless in my arms and is generally very calm for a puppy but is capable of boundless bouts of playtime when placed with other dogs. In other words, he's a true puppy but knows how to behave himself and loves to cuddle.

There are so many things I could say about this babykins, but I would take up pages. You'll be seeing a lot more of Bobo in the future, and suffice it to say that if you bump into us around Brookline, Bobo's more than well worth the time for an introduction.

Puppysitting Lucy DANGAH: An Epic Evolution

Growing up, I generally thought adults were batshit crazy when they cried, "Oh my GOODNESS!!! I can't believe how much you've GROWN!!!" Years later, I now find myself in the same sad, old lady-associated mindset as I watch Lucy grow. My little baby's getting so big-- Oh no. I'm turning into Great Aunt Maude.

On the other hand, she still has that baby face and always-energized puppy demeanor, which means I have more baby time with her. She still likes to get into chewing fits and chases my hand around with her gums and pointy teeth playfully bared.... Looking exactly like a bat. Until next time, think of Stellaluna.

My friend Laura was in love with her. Who wouldn't be? She's impossible not to love, the little bat.

Can I have Puggy?

I realize this isn't brand-new doggie news but I just stumbled upon this glorious video. Puggy, remember that different is beautiful!!


I'll take this time to get you all pumped up for all the photos I have of the cuddly babies with stinky breath that I walk and babysit on a daily basis. I'm lucky enough to snuggle with them every day, so I want to at least provide you with pictures and blurb bios for the wittle woofers at Beantown Bed & Biscuit.

Puppy Paparazzi: Little Sleeping Baby on the T

It must be said that I didn't plan on this being my first "I'm baaaaack!!" post. I envisioned something epic, glorious... something that would catapult me back into the blogosphere with a bang. Certainly I wasn't imagining a somewhat blurry photo of a sleeping puppy that you can't even see the face of. But ah, *sigh* this is the way of the crappy broken camera. (Damn you, Fujifilm!!)

Either way, I want you all to understand the painfully adorable nature of this puppy, even though it's difficult to do through this image. She was literally a sleepy, crawly little thing and seemed content just napping on her dad's lap the entire T ride, completely unaware of the hordes of squealing women surrounding her owner to swoon over her cuteness. So, lucky man, here's to you. You have that puppy. And I'm back in the blogging game. Cheers.

An Apology + a Promise

TO ALL MY BELOVED READERS:

Contrary to what it may seem like, I have not abandoned you. I am so sorry for the absence of posts in the past few weeks and promise to fix this problem as soon as my Internet works again (Saturday). I have many photos and descriptions saved up and ready to be drooled over.

I've just started classes and am switching jobs to being a dog walker (eeeeeeyay!!!!) for Beantown Bed & Biscuit. Please excuse my lameness during this period of change.

Sincerely,

bengalengs