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Harocious the Ferocious

new stairs

hi people and dogs.

well, my mommy and my daddy brought me to a new place. no more new places for harry. i like our new place that we live. it has two places of stairs! one of them i go up and i find our bed. one of them i go down and i find a basement full of dust and laundry.

right now my mom and i are in the special computer room. i like our new place.

i don't have much else to say. oh! my dad is going to be at home with me every day again soon! i am happy about that. i get bored by myself! mom says when they get a fence, whatever that is, i can get a brother!!! i have a new neighbor dog named keera. she is beautiful. i like her. she doesn't like me.

also i have a new boyfriend. his name is kyle. we're in love. he is a human! i never thought i would love a human!

from harry
who has gotten a little too much heat

Stuff happening

Hi people and dogs. WHATEVER TO YOU, FAT FARTY SMOKEY.

Well, stuff is happening in the house of Harry. For one thing Mom is giving me too many baths. She says I smell like feet. Well duh! I spend all my time licking feet, of course i smell like them.

For another thing Mom and Dad are going nuts! They keep buying stuff (mostly Mom) and the whole kitchen is full of boxes and pieces of weird papers. They told me they are getting married and I thought that meant I would have a brother but I guess it doesn't. Stupid. I WANT A BROTHER. Mom and Dad are so boring. Then again I don't feel like sharing the bed. There are already too many people in that bed. Dumb Dad takes up like half of it and i get stuck at the bottom by his feet which he doesn't even let me lick!

Anyway, that's all. My armpit needs a scratch.

From,
Harry

cats, hairs, and my new river

Hi people and dogs! And hi to one cat and ONLY one cat, my cousin Smokey.

I learned something new this summer. I still hate cats and all cats. But I am family with one cat so I have to love her. Mom says she has some family members she doesn't like and she has to love them anyway. I guess there is a difference between love and like. Maybe it is like the difference between my food and my bones. I like my food just fine but I love my bones!

Anyway. A little while ago Dad was gone. He was gone for a long time, like ten bowls of food. That's a lot of days without a dad! Anyway, one day Mom came home from work. She put a bunch of things into poop-carrying bags. (You know, the ones that moms come home from being gone and they have lots of food in those bags, they get them somewhere full of food and then they turn into poop bags.) Then she put my leash on me. We went for a walk and we pooped. Then -- this is the best part -- I got to jump into the car and sit next to her for a LONG TIME while she drove! It was awesome! I got to eat popcorns and sometimes if I cried a little bit she would roll the window down so I could stick my snout out. It was the best!

Then we got to Grandma and Grandpa's house. Aunt Emily and Aunt Julia were there and I met my cousin Smokey again. I met her before and we HATED each other. And I still do to this day. Then Mom and Aunt Emily left and Aunt Julia and I sat on the couch and watched some tv. And cousin Smokey walked into the room with her cattish ways. I growled and she hissed and Aunt Julia freaked out. And another time Smokey hit me in the face! With her cat paw! And her stupid claw got stuck in my hairs! I hated it! But I had a good time at Grandma and Grandpa's house. It was nice. And the point is, if there is a cat in your family you have to deal with it and maybe they will be nice or maybe they will be like Smokey and be sort of fat and dumb and hate you back, but you have to love them because they are your cousin.

The other thing I wanted to tell you is that my hairs are growing back quite nicely. I am a handsome fellow. Everyone says so.

One more thing to say. I have a new toy! It is called the Mississississippipppi or something like that. It is a big river in Dog Land. I used to think it was dumb, kind of like my blue rope. But now just like my rope, it is my favorite toy! When I am in it, I don't want to get out, and when I am not in it I don't like seeing anyone else in it. Other dogs think it is theirs but it is NOT. So to any other dogs that might be swimming right now, get out or else i will bark at you and then Dad will have to put my leash on and drag me out of there and then I'll get sand in my butt and you know what happens then. So just save us all that trouble and GET OUT OF MY RIVER NOW!

Summer barks to everyone,
Harry Barry Boy