Signs and Portents Appear on the Horizon

The Oscar Blog: gone, forgotten? Maybe not. Back by popular demand, the first update in 10 months. Oscar returns, he's lean, he's mean, and he's...mysterious.










This one is my favorite: "I'm the King of New York!"

Oscar Bee

Oscar's costume for Halloween this year was a bumble bee. He wasn't a fan of the antennae, but he actually didn't seem to mind the rest of the getup. No trick or treating for him, but we did have a bunch of people over to carve pumpkins last Friday and so he got to just go around the room getting attention from everyone. For him that's the next best thing to candy anyways.

Autumn Leaves

A few weeks ago we took a trip up to New Hampshire for a little romantical getaway. (Note: getaway would have been more romantical if I hadn't been totally distracted by the Red Sox winning games 6 and 7 of the ALCS that weekend...)

However! We did go out hiking with the Oscar Bean and he loved it. For a city dog he really took to being out in nature and quickly decided that he was clearly the toughest and most ferocious creature in the whole forest. Dude loves to scamper over rocks and tree stumps, he's a natural.


"I am a lion, surveying my kingdom..."

Girlfriend Boyfriend

Oscar is quite the smooth little dude. Women want him, and men want to be him. However, Oscar has eyes for only one girl, his number one lady: Remy.

Remy is our next door neighbor. Like him, she's a French bulldog. They just love to hang out with each other--running up and down the hallway, stealing each other's toys, rassling. Actually, once Remy enters the picture, Oscar completely forgets that there's anyone else in the world.

Keep it down, I'm watching my program

We read somewhere that dogs tend to take on the personality of their owners. Which has proven to be true so far, because Oscar loves to chew on a stinky old cow hoof, just like Karen, and he also likes to poop on the floor, just like me.

But what about our other great hobby, the bond that holds us together--TV?


Well, Oscar's down, as you can see. But what's his favorite show?



Veronica Mars, obvs.

Just put me in the overhead bin

For reasons unbeknownst to us, Oscar is obsessed with the little black suitcase we usually use whenever one of goes on a weekend trip. Witness:

Oscar Hungers...Oscar LIVES!!!!

Okay, back by popular demand after a long hiatus. I keep hearing from people saying "Put up more pictures!" I've noticed that they never say, "Put up more words with the pictures!" I can read between the lines. Time to give the people what they want:

All Oscar, all the time.






He's older, he's jowlier, and yet he remains as ruthlessly cute as ever. But don't be drawn in by the cute cuddly facade. In 5 years time, we'll all be working for him...or dead by his paws.