The Great Bentley & the Niko Pico Train: October 2006

Bil Crack

We've been getting some delicious treats lately, just for being so cute. They are called "Bil Jac" but mom calls them "Bil Crack" since we go nutz when she opens the pack. She keeps threatening not to buy them anymore though, on account of the gas.

We don't mind it; in some countries that's a complement. We enjoyed our meal *pfft*

We also get to hang out outside a lot more when we are gassy.

This is not as it seems. We were not laying this close, mom was in-between and got up. I was pretty tired though so I stayed.

Mom's got some art booth thingy she's been working on for a festival, I've had enough of hearing about it, all it's meant to me is less fun playing, and I have to just suffer through the chasing of Niko or being chased by Niko. She has bought us a lot of new toys to keep us busy, probably out of guilt.

This would be more comfortable if our ears weren’t touching, I keep thinking its flies landing on me.

Wait a minute... Niko was that you? P.U.! Must be all that Bil Crack she ate.

Woah, were gonna be kicked out soon.

The Big Bentlowski.

We had a housewarming party to go to yesterday, so mom thought I should wear some party clothes. Apparently throwing a ball at some pins requires this type of shirt, I don't think I will ever have need of such activity, but I liked my "Kingpin" look.

The diner and retro car on the back made Niko crazy, she kept jumping on my shirt and trying to rip it off... women, they can't handle a stud like me around looking this great.

We like to go outside a lot now that the weather is starting to be really awesome. This face is the perfect ticket to get what we want, whatever it is.

Niko is weird though, these chairs come equipped with soft cushions and keep the ants from crawling on you...

That crazy gal will sprawl out on rocks...ROCKS! They're dirty and we pee on them!

I think she doesn't know she should be sitting on chairs, she might think she is a cat.

Costume Dress Rehearsal

I don't care for this time of year one bit. I don't mind sweaters, but this hood with eyes crap is for the swamps. I'm a dog not a frog. Apparently it is really fun for everyone else, seeing as how they composed this video of Niko and me, going through costume torture.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=pA8d0fM7XMM