Elena Y Molly, No Mas

Hi friends!

It’s been a wild ride these past months. My grandma and grandpa have been out of town for about a month, my dad for almost a solid 2 months jacking around somewhere, and I can’t seem to figure out where everyone else is. I just hope they aren’t running away from me! That would be terrible.

But before my dad parted ways to his mini getaway, he needed to sell a few items to fund his trip. I will list only 2 for now.

1st up was Molly. She was handed down last summer by a lovely friend of ours. Right away, dad poured ton of effort, time and energy to take her on an epic journey across Canada, but only held on to her for a year. The gang will surely miss her. Bye Molly :(


But before he sold it, I was curious as to why.

Me - “Dad, I thought you cared for Molly. You said you wouldn’t get rid of her. Que paso?”

Dad - “Have you ever had a girlfriend Linus? Sometimes you realize you prefer being single because of the false dreams they plant in your head. I dedicate this song to the narcissist that I thought I was once in love. Thankfully, the thrill and delusion is over.”


Me - “Dad, I was talking about Molly, and not anyone else.”

Dad - “Oh. ok. Well they are ALL gone now. The past.”

Oooook. Anyway.

Elena was 2nd of the things to sell. She was massively loved by dad, but found no need keeping her after track day. If you have never done track on a motorcycle, dad highly recommends it. With the track heating up to blazing triple digits, 107F deg. to be exact, and Elena revving at 11k rpms each 20min session, coupled with super aggressive riding around the circuit, dad consumed most of her life in that single day.

Me - “Wow dad, after you treat her like a nobody, you’re so cheap you can’t even buy the official photo?They completely blocked your face too.”

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Dad - “The pictures are incredibly overpriced. I found a perfect one for you though. Enjoy.”


Seems like wittle grasshopper didn’t want to let go either! Bye Elena :(


After a while of laying around doing nothing, I was missing dad a lot, and gave him a ring.

Me - “Bozzo dad, when are you getting back?”

Dad - “I plan on being there next week. Upon completion of my mini vacation, we will go to the beach and hang out as much as we can too. We will grow a bond, the likes of which can only be forged beneath the midnight sun. I’ll make it back drama free, and in no time, we shall be enjoying sunsets above the clouds.”

Me - “What? Why are you saying these things? I’m excited for you to be back though.”

Apparently, dad is currently living life at his buddies somewhere in the middle of nowhere in Montana. He says hitting up trails on his new bike, hiking and fishing are the usual funzy activities out there.


I hope he makes it back soon because we are falling apart in life, and need get our act together! Ok maybe not so much, but lets be real, the blemishes caused by his procrastination have been affecting me at an alarming rate.


Dad - “Linus, we will get back in our rhythm in no time. Don’t let pressure build up. Pressure and heat makes diamonds, buddy. Plus, There is no tomorrow to remember if we don’t do something today. So enjoy what you have while you have it.”

Until next post,


Flowers Bloom

Hi friends!

I have never felt so much weight on my little shoulders! It’s annoying and it hurts my little paws. More than ever, we have been working like clock work day in and day out. We are in the process of moving out (exciting! Any guess to where?). With this, come times of stress, good time management to finish on time, and a wee bit of sadness. The biggest sadness comes from our need to discontinue the Matt Project. Unfortunately, we cannot take all the supplies to our new destination or the luxury of a spacious backyard. But that’s OK, because one day we will return with more ideas!

June is almost here too, which means our birthday is next week! Another exciting news!

And what is happening to us? Where have we been? And what direction are we headed towards?

All these important questions, and we have no answers to any of them. A little distressing at times!

There are many updates to share this month, but the most exciting is our car that is getting restored. For a while, it sat patiently at the mechanics house getting prepped for painting, but It’s finally back at the shop for the real work to be done, and with hopes of finishing this long project by next summer! We are anxious!


We hope you respect that we are human, well I’m not, sort of, and we do get busy with life. And this past month was a month full of busyness for us, but we plan on posting all the fun things we do for this month and showing them to you.


Until next time!

Prince Linus

Midnight Special

Hi friends,

It was around 8pm, the same time I convinced my dad to hop in an airplane, and fly 1600mi across the globe. Sight unseen, nor prepared. Classic, I thought. When is it my turn though? How could I build an escape getaway with him? I was very dissatisfied with our current living situation, so I began to draw some ideas in order to move somewhere I knew nobody. A nice fresh rush of blood kept running through my mind every time I thought of a new place. Plus, dad was already putting his itinerary together and heading to Canada. Toronto I think. I was excited for him, but I wanted to join too. It was only tearing me apart.


Or could it be we are burning out? Geeze, it’s only been 3 yrs, and most of our writing isn’t really high level work. I think a 1st grader could write better than us, for the most part. WTH is happening? But, there is a silver lining to every disappointment and setback, right? For me, I get bear-sized hugs from dad on a daily basis, and I won’t ever complain because hugs are amazing.


Just when we were about to hit the sack, our friend decided to stop by to say goodnight. It was Angry Allie. I was Happy, I had someone to play with. She took me for a quick walk, but quickly, that walk turned into a different kind of night, and much longer than we anticipated. We decided to make food, stayed up late chatting about life, and we even had tequila shots. Past midnight, and my night was over. The following day, I woke up. I was lucky to wake up. I couldn’t bark for almost 2 days after that wild night. It was rough because I hadn’t drank that much since a puppy. As you can imagine, I woke up with a mini hangover making living another day a horrible experience. Who invented alcohol anyway? I felt there were little animals inside my tummy, too. I couldn’t bear the feeling anymore. I was beat up and I prayed to dad he could cure me from this terrible pain.


But next week should be more exciting and more things to write about. We have a lot in store, and new plans to hit up different spots we’ve never been before. In addition, dad plans to make a small change to the website. We will see if I let him!


Until next time,

Prince Linus