Happy Halloween!

Dog Cousin Sophia

Dog Cousin Oscar

This is Oscar. He is Burkeley's dog cousin. He's a French Bulldog and is just over a year old. Just look at that face! Watching the two interact is pure comedy. Oscar is the social ring leader - constantly inviting Burkeley to play. Burkeley accepts the offer... every once in a great while.

Fourth of July Style

Sporting a patriotic bandana on Independence Day. She was our one and only piece of fourth of July decor around the house. A lot of pressure for one little schnauzer, but, as you can see, she pulled it off brilliantly.

Laundry Day

To Burkeley, fresh, clean towels are the fabric equivalent to pepperoni. In other words, she LOVES them. We literally have to pick her up and move her in order to stack towels. Within the time it takes to fold a towel, she is back on the stack. The process repeats until she can't reach the top.

Burkeley's Chevron Bed

The 26" corn yellow and white chevron pillow cover by This Little Home started out as a purchase to cover an oversized pillow in our family room. It quickly became otherwise as Miss B-Dog discovered its splendor, as well. Adorable yet comfortable. That's what I thought. And so did she.

The scenario, while at first glance seems like a take-over of a perfectly good oversized pillow, works out perfectly, actually.

I'd been wanting to get Burkeley a pillow/bed for the family room that fit in seamlessly with the rest of our decor - something that didn't scream "dog bed." This pillow has a matching partner, one that happens to be a pillow of the stiffer variety, which Burkeley naturally shuns (like it's offensive, even).

Both pillows are tossed on the light gray sectional. They are cute during the day + practical when it's time to settle in for a good night of reading (Adam) and reality TV watching (Emily). The dog gets hers. And we get ours.

Cruising

It's the first Burkeley video on House of Burkeley! This is a little taste of B-Dog cruising through the beautiful and great city of Portland on a summer day with her beard, in all its glory, blowing in the wind...