Trick or Treat

Do not want!

Playing with My Favorite Cat

Watching the Traffic on State Street

During one of the weekend's many traffic jams

Little Red Riding Hood

When Mom and Dad saw how even I, the dog who loves to dress up, despised this coat, they decided not to buy it.

Don't forget to take me

Funny face (mine, not Dad's):

Peanut M&Ms, diet Coke, and ibuprofen?

Looks like someone had a little too much B at the BYOB last night.

Back at the Hotel Burnham

Mom even made sure we got the same room as last time.
I love the people here. The concierge even remembered my name. And of course she had a treat handy!

We're off to Chicago!

Mom is making sure Dad doesn't pack his olive cargos.

I'll post pictures when we get back!

Love, Chloe

Camouflage dog

I found a recipe I'd like you to try

Which is my better side?

Football: a family affair

Waking up from a nap.

I know what you're thinking, right? "All this dog does is nap!" It's true! I am so good at it, too.

C'mon, give me a piece of cookie.

Ah, sun on my belly.

Uh oh...

Somebody is in Chloe's Louis Vuitton:

This is my pillow

You guys should really clean up this clutter

Our 200th post!

Thanks to Mom for helping me update this blog almost daily...and to Dad for occasionally pinch-hitting, often at the expense of his own blog.

As Dad pointed out, the people who visit "Chloe the Dog" deserve our gratitude too! Thank you for visiting!

Why is our neighbor doing naked push-ups?

This is how naps start out...

And this is invariably how they end up:

Gladys is on top

What has this world come to?

Mom's reading a Wall Street Journal with a stack of business magazines on deck.