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

Merry Christmas

Merry Christmas Everyone,

Now that I am three years old I am sending my own Christmas Cards. Here is the Christmas card I made for you.
Hope you liked it! Gotta go unwrap some gifts.
Love,
Harley

p.s. My Mom says I have been a good little doggy this year so I am hoping for lots of treats for Christmas!

SuperDog Harley

How ya been?
It has been months since I heard from you. Finally, after a lot of running around with My Mom, I have a picture for you to see of me, SuperDog Harley.
I hope it doesn't scare you as much as last year, remember the Skunk outfit? I hated that thing and still have nightmares of My Mom making me wear it. This year's outfit was much better. I had a cape and the rest of it felt like wearing my pajamas. I told My Mom this costume was more like it!
Enjoy my photos, Catch up with you whenever My Mom stops running around.
Harley



p.s. My Mom let me stand on the wooden table for this action shot of SuperDog!





p.s. again When you are a SuperDog you must stand quietly and wait for someone to rescue.

Hey everybody,

Bet you been wondering where I have been this time. Well, I have been back to Gulf Shores again, but really I been doing not much of nothing, except protecting My Mom from all the people that get near her.

It is time for school to start. My Mom said that a little pup like me may need to go to school. I don't want to leave My Mom so I made a list of all the words I know so that she will think I don't need to go to school. Wanna see the list I have been working on? Well, here goes my list: play, ball, pinkie, go , water, bed, yard, no, no bark, jump, poop, good boy, treat, Harley, down, sit, give me your paw, bath, pee, pee pad, out, wait, stay, and go get... I know other stuff too, but I just can't remember it all. But that list should prove to My Mom I don't need to go to school. What do you think?

You see I need to stay at home and have fun. I love to lick My Mom's ice cream stick.
It is really yummy, and if I went to school there would be noone home to lick it. There are other reasons too, but mostly I just think my job is to protect My Mom and I don't need to go to school to learn how to do that...I already know how. So I guess I'll wait and see what she decides. I'm a goodboy so I will do whatever My Mom wants me to do. Good Boys do that you know!

See you later, maybe on the playground!
Harley

Hey Ever body,


Wonderin' where I've been?

Well, this time My Mom and My Dad took me to Virginia Beach.




I got to stay in this really big blue house. It smelled kinda funny and I could see the Atlantic Ocean from my spot on the rug. But, My Mom didn't pay any attention to me! She kept running around that house going upstairs, downstairs, room to room. I couldn't keep up with her. I was exhausted. I think she was really busy because my sister, Emily, was really dressed up and My Mom wanted to make things nice for her.





There were flowers everywhere, and I smelled cake too. My Mom put on my special bow tie that Cathy gave me. Then she stuck me in my "yard" the rest of the day. That sure wasn't much fun for me, but it gave me a rest from trying to follow My Mom everywhere.




Later, and I mean much later she finally came to get me. I needed to go outside, well for you know, and I was extremely happy to see My Mom. When we were outside she told me that I had a new Brother-in-Law, Travis. The reason Emily looked so pretty was to get her a husband. So now my family grew, and I really like Travis 'cause he tries to play with me and my Pinkie.





That night I went exploring in the big blue house. I found these big gifts. I looked and looked to see which ones were mine. You know My Mom is always buy me gifts.



The next day Emily and Travis came to the big blue house to play with me. However, Emily was doing other things instead of tossing my Pinkie. I kept looking at her and pushing my Pinkie over to her, but she didn't even look at me. Oh well, maybe I can find someone else to play with me.




My brother, Daniel-Taylor didn't look too busy. So I decided he could play with me. But, noooo. All he wanted to do was pick me up and tell me about the time I peed on his shoe. (That was really his fault because I was peeing and he put his foot under me, and I was in mid stream!) When he finally let me down, I found someone else who really wanted to play with me.




At last, Elly my sister, wanted to play. She was tons of fun!


All in all I guess I had a pretty good time in Virginia Beach. But next vacation I hope nobody gets a husband because I want all of My Mom's attention. (Like always.)

Harley

It Was My First!

Oh, no...you will never believe what happened to little ole me, Harley!


I was just minding my own business when My Mom was given me lovin' and then she looked in my ear. The next thing I know she started getting really upset. At first I didn't know what was going on. But whatever she was doing to my ear hurt like the dickens.


She ran and got some clear tape and put the thing she had in her hand on the tape. Then she showed it to me.....it was my very first...TICK!








I don't know how that ugly creature got on me, but the entire experience was dreadful! Especially, since My Mom yanked it out of my ear and it left a really big scab.

How can I keep this from happening?

My Mom puts that wet expensive stuff on my back once a month...so I am afraid it will happen again.

Do you know how to keep those horrid insects off my little body? If so please tell me. I don't want to live thru another episode of a tick crawling around on me.

Hope you never get one,
Harley

Man-Cave

Did you know that my sister, Emily, is gettin married?

Yelp, and Travis is movin in after that, but he already set up his man-cave in the basement.

My Mom said it was no place for little dogs to go, but I couldn't help myself. When she wasn't paying any attention I snuck down the stairs and......

sniffed around. It had cool stuff in it that Travis really likes, but it didn't look like much fun to me. I think I hear My Mom calling me...

better go quickly so nobody knows I was sneaking around. Please don't tell.

It will be our little secret. Bark at you later.

Woof,

Harley the Spy

Harley in the hospital

Hey it is me Harley...and I have been in the hospital. Can you believe that My Mom left me overnight at the hospital! She sent My Dad to check on me. Wonder why she didn't stay with me? I get really scared away from home. However, she was really glad to see me the next day. I had been tossing my "cookies" a lot so she had to get a mean person to help me get better. I think that Dental-Bone My Mom bought me as a treat didn't set to well on my little stomach. Boy, do I feel better now since I am home. My Mom told me no more treats because I have a sensitive stomach, but can a dog live on dog food alone? What about POPCORN? I'm thinking she is just going overboard on the entire situation. Well, gotta go look pitiful...I get more lovin' that way. Poor Pitiful Me...Harley!

Emily's New Townhouse Random Shots

My Mom took a few random pics of Emily's new townhouse. Hope you licked them! Harley