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Showing posts with label bad dog. Show all posts
Showing posts with label bad dog. Show all posts

Monday, February 6, 2012

Honey's Birthday Party Story!

Well, Honey's a one year old, that's for sure! And did she have a wonderful party!

{old Honey photos from a month or so back}








 Honey's birthday party story:

{Honey's store-bought marvel cake}

 Honey sat in her bed sleeping soundly. Just then there was a knock at the door and our aunt, the one who had never seen Honey, came in. David jumped on Honey and sat on her. Then Aunt Gery sat down and beckoned to David to let Honey go. Honey ran to her and jumped on her. This went on for about ten more minutes.

Then Daddy came down from his bedroom and Honey's attention was attracted to Daddy.
For a while Honey sat next to Aunt Gery while she had some sandwiches. Then we had the cake. Then Honey was snoring and Aunt Gery and Daddy were watching football. After a while Mommy went to get pizza, and after a few slices of pizza, Aunt Gery went home.



 I had given Honey a giant rope toy for her birthday present.
 But being a chewer, Honey at once chewed up the rope and got the ball off it.

Well, that's just how pups are! Thanks for reading!

Thursday, December 15, 2011

More Random Dogs Named HONEY!

Honey is a Flabby Labby!


Honey wants to go to a birthday party for a dog. She thinks "it's not fair!"(quote Luke Skywalker) that people get birthday parties when all their dogs get is a rawhide bone and some treats. She thinks that dogs should have fun too, just as well as humans!

I got my brother, David, a yellow lab refrigerator magnet. It looked exactly like Honey, and it's a girl, too! Also, I picked out a 'just YELLOW LABS' calendar for our kitchen. It looks a lot like Honey!


Now, I'll tell you about Honey's cousin, the vacuum cleaner dog. My aunt has about five dogs, and one of them is named Pooh........................................................

My aunt usually has a fourth-of-July party. On one of these occasions, Pooh was sniffing around the tables, looking for a treat. At one table, the dog's nose went up, and, apparently, his body went up too, and soon a yummy blueberry pie went in a naughty dog's stomach...

Pooh often gets hungry, and he likes to open the pantry and  eat things. (He is a naughty dog!)





Honey says 'goodbye!' to y'all!


Monday, December 5, 2011

(Almost) Merry Christmas from Honey!

Honey says, "Merry Christmas!" to all of you. This morning she had the best time shredding and eating a dead squirrel (Yes, she did eat it! Ewwww!). Here's a story about Honey's first swim at Silver Lake, Pennsylvania.


David, my brother and Honey's master, led the pup on the edge of a plastic dock, belonging to one of my mom's friends. (We spent five hours baking cookies at her house yesterday!)Not knowing what the water was or felt like, Honey jumped in. A minute later there was a whimpering, shivering and wet little then four month old pup called Honey. 
We finally got her to go in by letting her go up a large rock next to the dock.  She soon loved water.
Honey is right now trying to enjoy (and destroy) a large rolled-up rawhide bone. (She loves to enjoy and destroy these.)  


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As a child, my dad  had a boxer, and her name was Cleo. When ever my dad went out to skate, Cleo went and walked on the ice. She would get tired, and  sit down. Then she would get up and yell. She didn't like it when the cold ice touched her warm stomach!