Food! Glorious food!

I can't wait to get in from my walk!  That means it's breakfast time!  Oh, boy, my favorite!  My bowl filled with crunchy bits that have peas and carrots and green beans and gravy on top!  Oh, boy!  Then it's nap time with Mom.   I love nap time.

Then when Mom gets up SHE has breakfast, and she always shares with me!  I wonder what she'll have today.......if she has peanut butter, I get to lick the spoon!  If she has an English muffin, she cuts a little piece off for me!  If she has a croissant, I get the crunchy, tasty, buttery end.  I can't wait.   Oh, boy, English muffin day! My favorite!

I get excited if my Mom and Dad have to go somewhere.  They always give me a special treat!  I get to stay home by myself and have my special treat!  So, I don't mind when they have to leave me sometimes.  In fact, it's my favorite thing!


Later in the day it's suppertime!  I love suppertime!  They always ask me, "What time is it?"  And I KNOW that means suppertime!  Yay!  Then we go on a big walk and then I get my nighttime treat!  What will it be today?  A dental bone?  A chewy bone? A biscuit?  I can't wait!  It's my favorite thing!

Sometimes Mom brushes my teeth.  I like that, too!  It's tasty! 

Ah, bedtime!  I love bedtime, cause it means when I wake up, it will be time for breakfast! Yay!

It is hard to believe I once had to hand feed Harry, when he was new to us and unfamiliar.  He loves food and lives his day looking forward to the next gastronomical pleasure.  Suppertime gets a big response, with his happy meter going full blast, he runs through the house and barks out three syllables - Sup per time!   Another total favorite are home made peanut butter biscuits that I will bake for him when I'm really ambitious.  And he has special dog toothpaste that he doesn't mind at all so we can make sure his teeth stay healthy and free of plaque. 

Chippies!

Oh, boy!  Let's go out, c'mon!  No monsters day!  Oh, boy, c'mon, let's go out, let's go out, let's go out!!  Ahhhh.  It's nice today.  Quiet and breezy.  The breeze feels good.  Sniffing around, sniffing around.....there's a squirrel.  If....I....move....slowly....I....can....sneak.....up......DARN!  Up a tree.  Stupid squirrel.   Wait!  What's that?  A little, tiny creature!  Can I rub your nose, little creature?  Huh? Yipes!  It's screaming at me!  Mom calls it "chippy."  Boy, is he fast!  Faster than the squirrels!  A long time ago he could have been a bite size snack.  But I'm getting breakfast as soon as we get home, right Mom?  Oh, boy, can't wait.

Yes, Harry encountered a chipmunk on his morning walk and was VERY interested in getting up close and personal.  The little guy squeaked very loudly and startled Harry just long enough to make his exit.  What Harry would do with a chipmunk or a squirrel if he could get close is anybody's guess.  I'm not willing to find out!

I made it through the rain!

Gosh, I was so scared.  I could feel the storm coming.   Mom and Dad tried to make me feel better.  They kept saying "Izz okay" and patting me, but I was still scared.  My insides were shaking.  That made my outsides shake, too.  Mom sat on the floor with me and kept petting me over and over.  Those big booms were even shaking the house!  I slept next to Mom all night.  Sometimes she put her hand down and pet me again. 

The next morning wasn't much better.  It was really windy.  Too windy.  It was strange. At least there were no more booms.  But I walked really fast.  I just wanted to get back inside where I feel safe. 

Later Mom and Dad kept checking on me.  Why?  Izz okay. Storm is over. 

Uh-oh.  I hear booms.  They sound far away.  Way, far away.  I'm not too scared, but Mom and Dad keep checking anyway.  The far away booms stopped.  All gone. I slept in my bed, just like always.  Today the sun came out. Yay!

 

 

What Harry didn't know was that the Fourth of July was approaching and with it would be fireworks.  We already knew how frightened he was of thunder and lightning.  So frightened that he spent an entire evening trembling even though we were comforting him.  Amazingly, the fireworks weren't so bad.  Their noise was barely noticeable above the sound of the television and Harry wasn't fazed one bit.  And, although there were several firework displays going on, they were all over by ten p.m.  All that worry and Harry was fine.  Yay!



No Monsters Day!

Yippee!  It's No Monsters Day!  I know because Mom and Dad are sleeping too long and it's nice and quiet, just the way I like it.  I love No Monsters Day!  I have to try and wake up Mom.  I'll go over and wuffle her face.   wuffle, snuffle, wuffle   Oh, no!  She just rolled over....  Ok, I'll go whimper over on Dad's side.  hmmmmmmph.  hmmmmmmpph.  Oh, boy!  It worked!  They're getting up.  Yay!  I can't wait to go outside!

Ahhhh, today I can take a BIG walk.  No monsters!  I can sniff and sniff.  I can stop and smell the roses.  I can walk by the stream and chase some squirrels.  I can stick my nose in a bush and -!!! Hey!  Hey, Bird!  You startled me!  

Let's go all around the BIG block today!  I can hear the little dogs barking at me from inside.  Yep, this is my favorite day!  No Monsters Day!  Tail up and wagging!

Whatever happened to Harry before he was rescued left him forever afraid of large vehicles, especially noisy ones, like garbage trucks or ambulances.  To him, they are monsters and can do nothing but frighten and harm.  Sunday mornings are, by contrast to other days, very quiet.  There are no recycle or garbage trucks, no large delivery trucks, no mail trucks.  It is the one day a week that he loves to go for a long morning walk through the neighborhood.

Oh, Boy! Giant Dog Park!

Where we goin'?  Where?  Where?  OH, I smell it, I smell it!! The dog park?  No, it's the GIANT dog park!!!  I love this place!   Oh, boy!  I get to sniff around, and sniff around and even rub noses with the dogs.  They are the biggest dogs I've ever seen!

There is a regular dog park where I go inside the fence and run around and play with other dogs like me.  These are the GIANT dogs.  They seem very gentle and nice, but I can't go inside the fence with them.  We just rub noses.  They like carrots.  I like carrots, too!

We walk ALL around the giant dog park.  There's other things in there too, like this funny looking guy.  He looks angry, I think I'll stay away from him....

Oh, look!  Puppies!

 

 

Wow! That was a big walk.  Back to the car, time to go home.  Fun!

 

 

 

 

Harry does love the park, whether it is the dog park or the enclosed area where there are deer, goats, geese and a peacock.  The deer are allowed to have carrots, which is one of Harry's favorite treats.  They are used to people and come right up.  They like Harry, perhaps because he is also gentle and sweet.   It was a beautiful day to take a walk in the park!



Harry is camera shy.....

Oh, boy!  I have a blog!   This is great!   I have a book, too!   Who would've thought?  What a lucky dog I am!   Let me show you around......

This is my couch.  I love my couch, I can rest my head on the sides or stretch out or snuggle up!  That's me on my couch!

 

 

That's my bowls for breakfast and suppertime!  There I am getting some water.  I LOVE suppertime!  After suppertime I go on a walk and if I'm lucky I'll see Daisy, my friend.

 

That's me in my bed, that's where I sleep at night until the sun comes up and then I jump up in bed with Mom and Dad until it's time for a walk and breakfast.

 

Here I am in the living room.  Don't take my picture, Mom, pleeeeaaaaassseeee.

 

What?  There's no dog in the picutres?  Yes there is, or was.  Although Harry was having his picture taken, he managed to run away quickly enough so that only the tip of his tail appears in the picture of his bed.  Harry is afraid of having his picture taken and cannot stand flashing lights in a camera, on a police car or even in a TV commercial.  They frighten him terribly.  That is why his book is illustrated (by Alyx Weaver).  Sometimes, on a bright, sunny day or if he is deeply, sound asleep, though, it is possible to see the REAL Harry Spotter!

 

 

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