Happy 2008 to you, Mrs TBogg, the L&T Casey, and the boyz.

Now those are some party-ing dudes!
Happy New Year Tbogg

Slow em down TBogg, they’re gonna have heart attacks!

I guess this was right after they listened to the slightly scratched 78 of Guy Lombardo and the Royal Canadians playing “Auld Lang Syne.” Well, enough excitement for one New Year’s Eve. (Flop over on to side, wriggle under covers. Deep, jowl-flapping sigh. Snorrre. . . )

The boys look like they’re auditioning for the local theater all-dog production of “It’s a Wonderful Life” – Satchmo as Clarence the angel, and Beckham as Mr. Potter, the meanest dog in town.

May 2008 be a gigantic improvement on 2007 for all of us.

It’s New Years? Dang, I missed another one. Happy New Year to Family TBogg.

Happy New Year, Tom, may it be less miserable than the last.

“That parrot wouldn’t ‘voom’ if you put 12 thousand volts through him”

Haha! Good one, Capt. Phealy! I’d pay good money to see that.

I gotta pair of shoes from them.

They look about as excited as Dick Clark did…

At least there are no signs of lethargy. So thats good.

A belated happy new year to you, the something-and-something-else Mrs.TBogg, the L&T Casey and, of course, the fur children.

Ooh, mon dieu…they look like my dogs after a day of watching cable news. I would still want to come back as one of my dogs, however paradoxical this is. Mr Bogg et famille, have a happy new twelve months.