Tuesday, September 15, 2009

Mother's Little Helper

She hovers by my legs and I feel random pats and nose pokes. She is a doll. I should have a camera back in action before the end of the month. You will be shocked at how big she is now. HoneyBelle looks just like her mother. So between the age of 4 and 5 months is when she turned from rubbery puppy to boneless big girl.

Thursday, September 3, 2009

Prefer Charmin


HoneyBelle: hhhmmmppphhh! Not sure I like these as much as what I find in the bathroom. It'll do in a pinch though. Uh-oh, I hear the door opening....


Getting the heck out of dodge! Move Ruby! Move Jack! Ruunnnn!!!

Tuesday, September 1, 2009

The Sonic

For 20 years I have been walking down to the Sonic for an evening out, a stroll with my dogs, a nice way to intake a little hot fudge sunday and walk the calories off (I tell myself that). So HoneyBelle and I saddled up last night and walked down. Bless my fat baby's heart, she lathers at the mouth so bad she could pass as an extra on Old Yeller. I have to bring a bottle of water and wrag to keep watering and wiping her down. She loves to meet-n-greet through our little old fashioned town, and gets plain giddy if a child is outside. The teenage girls on skates love to come out and shower her with hugs and kisses. She is just that squishy. Then I saw the small note taped to the Sonic kiosk. Sonic closing September 1st. What?! It seems that the new Sonic built over by the new mall is taking the place of our drive-in hang out. There is no way to walk to the new one—at the risk of getting ran over by speeding vehicles. The Dairy Queen shut down as well. So much for the revitalization plans for our historic town.

Friday, August 28, 2009

Mind Control (or loosing it...)

Press Agent/momma: I was doing the late night shopping for the house supplies. As I stood in front of the wall of toilet paper selection I actually had this thought pop into my head "hmmmm, I wonder which paper HoneyBelle would prefer." Gasp! I am too young to be going crazy. I have no excuse.

HoneyBelle: Does the term "basset slave" ring home now? bbwwahhhaaahhhaaa!

Thursday, August 27, 2009

Baby Jack

I picked up a 5 month old basset mix last night to foster until he is adopted. He is long, but without the basset girth. And no flabber jabbers (flews). And he barks the arf arf bark. My baby does a deep "roorfff" when she sounds off. HoneyBelle is easily twice his size, but they are missing the same baby teeth. It did not take long for him to get a long 5" drool wringer wrapped across the top of his head, kind of like marking her territory in a girl basset sort of way.

HoneyBelle: Girls rule!

Wednesday, August 26, 2009

Paper Products


HoneyBelle: I love them! I score big when I see the bathroom door is left cracked open. I do my black panther stealth moves and climb the toilet to heist rolls out of the basket. Sometimes I play outside with them, if it is too hot outside then I play in the living room.

Press Agent: Black panther stealth move, huh. I have a clear image of her crying in the bathroom stuck upright between the toilet and sink cabinet, standing on her two back feet. My little warrior princess.

Tuesday, August 25, 2009

Guard Dog


This photo was taken only last month and she looks so small! I need to walk her down to the vets office this weekend and get her weighed at 5 months. Can't wait to see, I am guessing 45+ pounds. She is getting to be a big girl! She got her big girl fangies this week too. I keep giving her ice cubes and frozen things to chew (instead of my walls...)