HONEY BUN'S JOYFUL JOURNAL

TAGGED!!!!

May 25th 2007 7:29 am
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My West coast furball, muppetman, Jack went and tagged ME!! So now here I am trying to figure all of these shenanigans out!! It can sometimes be a little bit of a beweildering for an easy-going blonde like me!! BOL!!



Here are the rules!!

Each player starts with seven random facts about themselves. Dogs who are tagged need to post the rules & their 7 pawsome facts in their Diary. Then they choose 7 dogs to tag and list their names. Don’t forget to bark them a pawmail that they have been tagged and to read your Diary, or, send them a fun Rosette announcing they've been Tagged

Here goes...the facts as my mom will tell them to you all...she knows me better than me as I am too busy having fun!

1. Honey Bun is a people dog...meaning that she never bonded with the other dogs in the house after we brought her home from the shelter 3 years ago. She only has eyes/nose/paws/heart/whole body for her humans. The other dogs could jump off a cliff and it would suit her just fine!

2. Her fluffy tail looks like it belongs to a different breed of dog. It waves like a gorgeous flag and is one of her signiture features. She carries it in such a way that it seems like she is saying, 'I am here!-Adore me now!".

3. She had a false pregnancy soon after she joined our family. She was competely distracted with it...going around whining and making nests in any kind of blankets or bedding that she could find. And the most intriguing part of it was that she picked out one particular stuffed animal and would hardly even put it down to eat! She defended it too by growling at anything that moved near it! This went on for 2 solid weeks! There is a picture of her with the stuffed animal in her pictures on Dogster.

4. Speaking of stuffed animals, she has a whole zoo full of them! They are her absolute favorite toy! She brings them to us at night while we are watching TV and cries and makes all sorts of noises until we throw it for her. And this goes on and on and on.......

5.She HATES, HATES, HATES, DESPISES going out to pee in the rain!!

6.She seems to know just when Laura gets home from work. She posts herself at the front window about 10 minutes beforehand! And then when Laura DOES get home...LOOKOUT!-IT'S CELEBRATION TIME!!!

7. Last but not least, Honey is the best snuggler of any dog I know! She can drape her body in such a way that it seems to almost melt right into a person! And then she just looks at you so adoringly! We have never known a dog like this before and probably never will again. She is such a delight.

CASEY
BLOSSOM
TAKODA
DAISY
MAGNOLIA
CONTI
CHILI PEPPER

 

I OUTDOGGED EVERYONE!

January 8th 2007 6:41 pm
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Today was a good day like most everyday at my house! Zoe didn't even growl at me and that was a better-than good day for me! Woof! But Dog knows, she still might as the day isn't over yet! *Shiver* I am proud of me!! Aroooo!!! And I will tell you how it happened. Mom takes turns taking one of us furkids with her to get the mail and paper at the end of our long driveway. Well, today it was demon dog Zoe's turn. (You know what? She might be the alpha dog, but she really isn't a very nice alpha dog!) Anyway, mom put the leash on Zoe and that got all the rest of us kind of revved up and barking and jumping around. We like to make mom pay, after all! BOL! I don't think mom cared for that too much because she shooed us out the back door into our dog yard. All except Zoe, of course! Well, that little 12lb monster dog was acting so smug that I just about was busting into confettii with self-righteous anger!!! *GROWLLLLLL......* I just had to show mom and her both that I was special.

Mom and Zoe thought I was pretty darn special when they opened the front door 15 seconds after I was put out the back door in a fenced in, gated, locked dog yard and there I was in all my blonde glory sitting as proud as I could be on the FRONT PORCH!! BOL BOL BOL BOL!!!! Mom still hasn't figured out how I did it and I'm not telling! My secret, ha! ha!

 

TRISTAN'S SWEET TOOTH

December 11th 2006 11:27 am
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Tristi was a pig. That's the only way it can be described. This is the second time he has given in to his greediness. The other time was at Halloween when Laura left her candy on her bedroom chair. THAT time, we didn't know what he did until later when Laura told mom that she saw Tristi eating her chocolate candy. But that night, OMD! Mom thought that Tristan was having a heart attack or heart failure of some sort because around 3 A.M., he started to pant like a prank phone caller and then he drank water like there was no tomorrow, all the while pacing around and around in circles. He just wouldn't settle down for nobody or nothin'! Just when Mom was thinking that she was going to be losing her baby of all furbabies and was getting ready to pack him into the car for the trip to the ER, Laura mentioned that he had been snarfing down her candy earlier. WELL!!!! Mom was just about to wring Laura's neck for not saying anything before! It turned out that that night, Tristi got away with just a bit of a bellyache and MAJOR sugar jitters! We all think that he gained a few pounds too! Hence the nickname, "Chunk-a-Muffin".

But last evening, the oh, so deceptively cute, little guy decided to pig out yet again! Mom found him draped over the arm of the sofa, his front feet on the end table, and his nose buried in the candy dish that was put out for Christmas! That stinker did it again! There he was surrounded by a cloud of colored foil, Reese's peanut butter cup papers, Peppermint Patty papers and Hershey Kiss papers. He had chocolate and foil glued to his tail and leg feathers. His breath smelled of Peppermint Patty and peanut butter combined! Was it our imagination, or did he look 5 pounds tubbier, too? One thing was for sure, he didn't seem to have any guilt about his crime, rather he acted quite smug. He hardly slept at all last night, mom said. She kept a close eye on him but was almost certain that he would be just fine today. Which he is! The thing with our fur-brother, Tristi, is, is that he is just so darn cute! No one, even me, (OR ZOE!) can become annoyed with him! BOL!

 

GONE VISITIN'

November 26th 2006 5:30 pm
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Mom and Dad were invited to Aunt Lil and Uncle Bruce's house today. But that's not what is so exciting....they wanted ME there too!!! OMD! I was so happy! Until....I found out that Zoe was invited too! Well, you can just imagine how I felt! My whole world just dropped out. I felt physically sick! How could they do this thing to me! Don't they know that we can't stand the very sight of each other?

Well, Mom and Dad loaded us into the car together and we rode all the way there in silence. Well, I did. Zoe was acting like a crazy monkey by trying to reach her nose up to where the window was opened by just a crack. She always makes such a fool out of herself! I was worried that once we got there, she would totally humiliate the both of us somehow.

I was all nerves when we arrived. Mom let us out the door and all of a sudden, I noticed that there was all kinds of fantastic new smells at this place! Woof! Woof! Zoe did too! The humans let us run all over the nice, green grass and through the pine trees and anywhere we wanted to sniff or run! I think it's because of the fence that went all around the nice place. Oh! I tell you, we had more fun than a barrel of monkeys!! (Oops, that's right, Zoe already is part monkey! BOL!) I NEVER in a million years thought that I could have so much fun with my arch enemy! Zoe even had a chance to roll in skunk poo! I was getting ready to, but for some reason, mom started to scream at me and was waving her arms while running at me. It kinda scared me, so I thought that maybe I better not roll. After sniffin' and runnin' outside, we got to hear Uncle Bruce play his steel guitar. That was real nice.

This just happened to one of those blips in time, or those freaks of nature or something, because once we got home, everything returned to normal again. Zoe is still a bossy brat! When she got in the door, the first thing she did was to growl ferociously at Penny and Tristan as if to say, "OK, I'm home now, so you better clean up your act!" Oh well, maybe it was all just a dream....

 

The poo hit the fan

November 25th 2006 8:32 am
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Hello all! I finally got my furry, furry paws going on this diary thingie! Yay! Woof! Sooo, even though it's 2 days later, I MUST tell you about my Turkey Day experiences. Mom had planned on having 11 humans for dinner and 6, count em', 6 furkids ! There are 4 of us always here but I have been "allowing" our cousin Johnny the Cairn Terrier to stay with us while his family vacations in Viriginia for the holiday. But let me get a little side-tracked here;

I have to put up with Zoe, my fursister who is also a Cairn Terrier and now they expect me to cohabitate with ANOTHER Cairn!!! I tell you, it's just too much for a sensitive girl like me to take! These Cairns can be snobs and arrogant and BOSSY is an understatement! The only time I feel remotely in tune with Zoe is when we are on Squirrel Lookout together. Otherwise, she is just downright mean and nasty to me! She gives me what I call "The Shark Eye". It's a cold, black, dead stare that makes my knees shake. Shudder! But when Johnny comes to visit, she gets plain old stupid! Yeah, I said stupid! It must be infatuation on her part because she actually rolls over and shows him her belly! That is unheard of in the Zoe-world! She fairly floats around like Peppy Le Pu, you know, the skunk from the cartoons. It's just nauseating! I think I would rather see her being nasty!

So, getting back to Turkey Day. Mom had everything all ready to go and the first visitors were just arriving. One of them was our Grammy with her doggie, Rosie. (I love my Grammy lots and lots) This was our first meeting with Rosie as she was adopted by Grammy just a few months ago. Rosie was rescued by the SPCA. She was from a cruelty case where about 17 dogs were all chained up inside an abandoned house and had to live in their own poo. Whine.... The bad man that kept them there only came to feed them about once a week. It makes me soo sad.

Anyway, when Grammy pulled into the driveway with Uncle Gary driving, Rosie decided that she had to blow chunks, if you know what I mean! BOL! She hurled all over Grammy's purse and down the inside of the car door. When she came in to the house, she immediatly ran into Mom's nice dining room and promptly squatted and peed on her new Turkish rug! After which, she zoomed down the hallway and proceeded to poo. Mom caught her in mid-poo and was trying to smoosh her out the back door and all the while the doorbell was ringing because Aunt Lil and Uncle Bruce had arrived! Well, as mom was pushing Rosie OUT, all of us furkids came IN! Then someone opened the front door for the company and we saw it as a wonderful opportunity for an adventure to the outside world! That's when we heard Dad coming up the hallway with Rosie's poo, muttering, "The "Poo" has hit the fan today!" I don't know what that means, but he wasn't smiling.

But all's well that ends well. In the end it turned out to be a super, fantastic day. Rosie calmed down and we all got along and the humans stuffed thier faces and we all got a little of the scraps. Woof! Best of all, I got lots of pets and lovins'! After all, who can possibly resist me?

 
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