Drawing Names for Christmas

It's me, Harley! 

My Mom said that this Christmas is going to be special.  She said that I get to draw a name and buy a present for a dog in our family.

Guess whose name I will draw? 

First of all, I will give you some hints.   

This is my cousin Rosie, remember she's the greatest smelling dog of all times.  I could draw her name. 

Next is my cousin, Evie.  She is beautiful!  She wants to play with me when we get together, but I can't keep up with her!   .

Sometimes I think I am seeing double when Rosie and Evie are both around.

Another possiblity is Pippi.  He is my newest cousin.  I don't know how he can draw a name... because he is too young to read.

Finally, there is Diesel.  He is my walking buddy.  We go to the Scott County Park and take walks together.  Maybe I will draw his name.

 So which dog do you think I will buy a present for?  Well, I am not tailing you now.  You'll have to check back after December 18, Sunday to find out.  I'm sure the suspense will be hard on you.  It is for me too...because I am wondering who will be drawing my name!

Bark at you Later,

Harley Dog

Yappy Birthday to Me, Harley!

 Hello Everybody, 

Today is my fifth birthday!  I didn't want to, but My Mom made me wear my birthday hat. I knew that would really make her happy, but  I would rather be outside sniffing the mulch near my favorite marking tree.

Then she said that I needed to smile so she could take my birthday picture.  I didn't smile...cause I wasn't very happy. But I did stand real still and looked at the camera.  I could see My Mom smiling.  At least one of us was happy.

              Next she said I could open my present.  It was a chewy bone. Yummy!

 

I was thinking I really needed to tell My Mom that my birthday wasn't turning out to be that exciting, but I didn't wanna to hurt her feelings.  (You know she did give my a big birthday bash on my first birthday!  Check it out on the older posts.) 

So I decided just to lick on my bone for a while and waste away the day.  Then there was a knock at the door.  Who could it be?

What a surprise to see my friend!  Woof, Woof...we're talkin' good birthday fun!  

My friend Malachi is my same age, 5!  He is dog-gone good fun!  He runs around the house and throws my pinkie to me.  He is a wild man and I am a Wild Dog Harley!

When it is your birthday maybe he can come over and play with you.

Yappy Birthday to Me,

Harley

Where's the Turkey?

Where's the Turkey? 

That's a mystery for me, Harley, the Schnoodle Doodle.

However, all I know about a turkey is that butterball is the best kind because it is white, plump, fluffy and irresistible. 

Lookin' for Turkey took me a long way from home.

My Mom said it was Turkey Day and we were heading for Nashville to My Sister's House.

I had to ride in the car for days, or a few hours...it was a really long time.

This is me riding in the car floorboard.

My Sister's house is in the East Side of Nashville.  So I guess I need to start here to look for that turkey...since it is Turkey Day.

Guess I'll look around the house for that turkey, however I have never seen a turkey before.

Nope, that's not a turkey...that's Rosie, my sweet smelling cousin.

This could be the turkey,

but My Mom said they were owls not turkeys.

Hey, you all in the living room...Have you seen the turkey?

Guess Not!

Wait just a minute!

There is one thing that is new around here ... and it is a butterball that is white, plump, fluffy and irresistible. 

 For sure, I found it! I found the turkey.

Yelp, that's the turkey all right. 

Everybody kept saying look at that little Thanksgiving Butterball!

Wow, that was a long way to travel...just for a turkey!

Oh, well. 

Harley



My Best Kept Secret!

Hi Everybody,

  Today is the day!  Yes, I have decided to "tail" my best kept secret.

  I'm just about ready to reveal my best kept Secret just to you, but first you have to promise me something.  Okay? 
 Will you promise not to tell my dog friends?  Now you, for sure, have promised me, little dog Harley, that you will not tail my dog friends. 
  Since you have promised I will tail you my Secret.

  My Best Kept Secret is...

             I play with a plastic Cat Ball with a bell inside!

  Other little yappers would make fun of me if they knew that I love this cat toy.  So I know you have promised not to tell them...right?

  Today MY Mom caught me in action playing with my favorite ball.  Not only do I play catch with my beloved ball, I also love rolling on it. 

  Hope you like my video.
 
Bark at you later,
Harley

p.s.  Don't tell, remember you promised!

What a Day!

This day started out being...A Horrible no good very Bad Day...for a little dog like me Harley!

Before I could get my eyes open this morning My Mom announced that I "get to see Jenna" today.

Now you are probably thinking that this is a good thing, but for a little dog like me it is just the opposite. Jenna is the Jenna
@ Jenna's Pretty Paws....A GROOMER!

Below are pictures of the torture I had to endure:

                                                       Hanging Noose?

                                             

                                             

                                               
                              Noisy Clippers?

                                                                                

          Razors Sharp Scissors?

Jenna seemed to enjoy it all!


However, I just know that in her heart she felt really bad for all those things she had to do to me to make me a pretty boy...


so to make her feel better, I let her take a picture with me next to her Christmas Tree.

You know, come to think of it, if you have to go to 

A GROOMER to get pretty, Jenna is the best! 

She made me smell much better, she got rid of my nasty tangles, she trimmed my toenails all while saying nice things to me to make me feel good about myself.

 When My Mom finally showed up she even told her,  

"Harley was a Good Boy!"

Now I get to go home and get some treats because I am a Good Boy!  Guess my day isn't so horrible and very bad after all!

See you later,

Good Boy Harley

I'm Back!

Hey Everybody it's Me, Harley!
My Mom had been working for a company called PartyRight Inflatables. (She would never let me jump in one of those cool inflatables because she said my claws would make the air go out of it. Silly Mom!) My Mom wouldn't let me write on my blogspot either because she said she couldn't get to the Google Calendar quickly when a PartyRight customer called her. Since she doesn't book customers anymore ...I'm back on my blogspot!
Hooray for me,
Harley

Happy New Year from Me, Harley

Hope you had a howling good Christmas-I sure did!

My sister, Emily, gave me a Snuggie.

My sister, Elly, gave me a new Christmas sweater that said,
"Ho, Ho, Ho".

Here I am in it next to my tree and stocking, looking rather sharp...
don't you think?























My brother, Daniel-Taylor, he gave me...what did he give me???
Wait a barking minute, he didn't give me anything did he?

(I guess he is still upset about the "peeing" incident, that wasn't my fault!)

Oh well, My Mom and my dad gave me a Beenie Baby doggie, a Harley-Davidson leash, and some really yummy Pupperonis.

I really had fun, you know my friend Rosie was here during the holidays.

I just love playing, or should I say smelling her. She looked hot in her new bikini...wanna see....









What did I tell you...she is a looker!


Well...gotta go now and check the front door. Maybe my brother dropped his gift by the house when I was in Gulf Shores.

Bark at you later,
Harley