I Need to Poop, Man!

Your Pack Leader

OFFICIAL PORTRAIT 2009

Morning Walk Report

In Lubbock, the privacy fence is a virtual institution. Most of my morning walks are, thus, dedicated to getting inside these institutions and marking their interiors with my "essence." I haven't had any luck yet. But neither have I given up on my resolve to do so.

So to the Back Yards of Lubbock, I say: You have been warned . . .

Hallie

Looking for Green Grass

I prepared myself for the lack of snow my Monkey-Person had warned me about when he first floated the idea of moving to west Texas. But no green grass either? I search in vain for it - even in the neighborhood "park"! So I must say "so long" to one of my other, great culinary pleasures?

With annoyance,

Hallie

Hunting and Gathering

Here I am, in my Monkey-Person's chasing machine. I mean, sure, we run around in this thing, sniffing and tracking in high-speed pursuit of the small, the slow and the delicious. But for some reason, we always end up at this Lowe's for my daily tribute of meat. Go figure!

Hallie

Adjusting to . . . Life in Lubbock