Fergus Gets Down with Dudley in Gawgia

On Fergus' first trip south he find a playmate in Dudley, Mom and Dad's newest Basset Hound.

Quoted in the Daily Telegraph

My dear darling friend Melissa Wentworth rings me up whenever she can for quotes on menswear. With all this royal wedding falderal I was flattered to get a bell this week.
See what I said in her column here. Last pragraph.

Easter 2011

Since 2006 I have been joining Mark & Mary and their growing family for a day of church, egg hunts, food, and if we are lucky-booze.

This year was my first with my own little one. And now I know why parents tend to run late! I was all dressed, groomed and ready to go  when Fergus pooed all over the living room something the size of 12 Cadbury Eggs (where does he store all of that?) which he then pounced in and ran around the living room. Grand.

So Soumanjoy and I were on knees cleaning, spraying, scrubbing, sweating off all my cologne I put of for Jesus. 10 minutes late it was the first time Mark & Mary beat me there.

But the service at First Presbyterian was lovely and it was so nice to have an hour of thought, prayer and giggles with the kids (I brought them chirping chicks that of course they turned on during prayer time).

Afterward we walked in the glorious weather over to Waverly to dine at Jeffrey's Grocery
where Ian and Barge joined us. We ordered brisket sammiches, Bloody Marys with oysters and pain au chocolat while the kids (and Ian) played with their Easter basket toys.

We made it back to the church in time for the Easter egg hunt where all the kids were dressed to the nines (or daintily as Soumanjoy said), baskets ready and eyes on the prize. It was good fun to help all the kids find their eggs (only four per kid allowed) minus the creepy man in neon sunglasses and Looney Tunes waistcoat who didn't seem to have any kids in the hunt.

Beatrice was tuckered out but mommy Mary needed one more libation so we tossed Mark and Bea in a cab while we headed to Gusto Organics for wine, fruit smoothies and snacks where we gossiped, groaned and guffawed about the lives we lead. I had no idea I'm a wood sign or that Alistair had a Steve McQueen cut on his eyebrow from a tumble down an escalator!

By then it was 3pm, the clouds started creeping into the city and we were all dozy from vino. We trained it back up to Harlem where Soumanjoy passed out and I piddled (with the plants, not as in tinkling-ROD) on the garden terrace. Another great Easter with my New York family and the excitement to come home to the newest addition made the day perfect and precious.

New Pictures of Mr. Dingwall

He has grown so much so I culled a batch of random pictures I have been taking so everyone can see how my little pot licker is growing!

                                                      Napping next to Daddy's desk

Past out on Daddy Joe's shoulder. For some reason he loves sleeping on top of the couch like a cat. Mabel, what have you been teaching him?

During an intense rough housing I mussed his face up so much he turned Twilight on my ass.

He has FINALLY learned how to walk down the stairs to the terrace alone so he is now King of that domain.

                                                Wo' out after his first walk with Rocco

                                    Just last night while we were cuddled on the couch.

Colonel Cator's Grooming Guide for Complex

Now that my Grooming Guide is wrapping up for Complex, I wanted to share all my posts here.
Look out for bigger features in the future!
See all of Colonel Cator's posts here.

Fergus' First Function

As soon as I picked up Fergus, Olivia and Fay were already planning a puppy party. Yesterday, with the sun shining and a cool breeze we hosted a small crowd for a late afternoon get together to celebrate Mr. Fergus Dingwall.

Dressed in his best David Hart tie, Fergus welcomed friends who brought him loads of new toys, treats and handsome clothes!

                                                            (Yes, those are dog treats!)

The most popular gift was a chew toy in the shape of a mustache. He got three of them in every size!

I bought a fair amount of wine but the iced tea seemed to be the hit since most of the crew was hungover from birthday parties and weddings from the night before.

                                             (Alistair took this picture of Anne and me)

I made a very 50's lemon and strawberry jello treat, Anna made vegan cupcakes with blueberry filling  and Olivia made the most amazing quiche.

Ferris made a guest appearance and the boys got there tumble on and everyone got a little Fergus play time. So much so that by the end of the day the little man was wo' out.

But this morning was just like Christmas when we came downstairs to go potty and his ears perked up at all the new toys and he was bouncing from one to the other and even chewing on balloon strings and dragging them all over the house.

Cuteness overload! Thank you to all who attended.