Santa Paws

Here comes Santa Paws
Here comes Santa Paws
Right down Wild Berry Lane

I'm hoping for a brand new collar, biscuits,
And a great big candy cane.

Shhhh... you can hear him coming,
His sleigh bells ring in the night.

So jump in bed and cover your head.
'cause Santa Paws comes tonight.

When I ran away.

Miss Barb was right... Bear Camp stinks! She said I had to stay with all the hunters because she couldn't take me with her and it made me so sad. There was a lot of noise and confusion and guns and noise and confusion and guns. I was so scared that I took off and ran and ran and ran and ran... just like Forest Gump. I got lost a couple of times, but just when I thought I might have to sleep in the dark woods, I found the right path that took me home.

At least the food was good...

And then I took a long nap...


Miss Barb promised me that she and I are going to leave town during Bear Camp next year. No matter what!!

Love and kisses,

Home again!

Gosh, the last two days sure have been stressful. When Miss Barb and Mister Earl took me to the Doggie Hospital, I never dreamed they were going to leave me there all night.

It was scary. There were some furry little creatures in a crate next to me and all night they cried meow, meow, meow. Just when I thought I couldn't stand it any longer, a nice lady came in and poked me. Soon, I began to feel more relaxed and the little creatures seemed to fade away.

I was embarrassed when I woke up... I had peed on my blanket... Oh my, I never do that... wonder what was in that shot?

But... No one was mad at me... Instead, I was allowed to sleep on another blanket with a cord on it. I think I heard someone say that it was something called a heating pad. Boy... I took advantage of that and stretched out for a couple of hours.

Wish I could have brought that heating pad home so I could use it when Mister Earl leaves the window open at night. grrrrrrrr! Or should I say brrrrrrrr?

I think Miss Barb could use some of that stuff that was in my shot too. Not because she pees on her blanket or anything like that, it's just that she gets stressed out over stupid stuff!

Anyway... My operation went well and now I don't have to worry about any male dogs that might come sniffing around.

Oh, I almost forgot to tell you... I have a little eye infection too, so now I have medicine for that. It's pretty hard to keep from wink'n and blink'n when Miss Barb puts it in my eye.


I know Miss Barb and Mister Earl are glad I'm home, even though the ransom was just a whisker over $400.

I'm too tired for kisses today, but I promise I'll double up next time.

New Best Friend

Yep... I have a new Best Friend and she only has two legs! Her name is Dr. Barry, but she likes to be called Amanda. She is the vet where Miss Barb and Mister Earl took me today. I liked when she gave me treats and talked really nice to me.

My other Vet is nice too, but I only see her when I'm due to have shots. Ugh... I'm not so crazy about that!

The best part was when Dr. Barry called me perfect! She said I had nice ears, teeth and coat. I guess Miss Barb was right when she said that taking a bath and having my ears cleaned would pay off. Imagine that!


This is my show-off pose. Love and kisses,

A walk before the storm.

Miss Barb took me for a walk while the sun was still shinning. I snooped here and there while she tinkered with her camera. Every now and then I heard her say words that I didn't understand and I think they must have been bad words by the tone of her voice.

We walked along the road called Wild Berry Lane and ended up at our neighbor's pond. Usually, I don't like to get wet, but today I felt very brave.


I think Miss Barb is getting a little better with the manual settings on her camera. This picture is my favorite.


By the time we got back, I was tuckered out and needed a rest. But I wasn't able to curl up for very long because a big black cloud came and we had to high-tail it for the house! Soon, it began to thunder and lightning and it rained like crazy!


Slobbery, puppy kisses,

Can you see me now?

Please, oh please, let me in! I promise I won't chew up any more papers from the wastebasket... or the stuffing from the comfy pillow you put in my bed... or the pencil from the end table... or Mister Earl's brand new hat... or the end off my leash.


Promise! Promise! Promise!

The rain is a good thing, but it makes everyone around here sooooo grumpy. They could all use a good dose of vitamin D. I sure hope someone opens the door pretty soon.

See 'ya when the sun shines in Pennsylvania.

Soggy hugs,

Going barf-less!

Yippy...Zippy...Zinger...Dinger!

For the third time in a row, I went for a ride and didn't barf! Miss Barb was so happy that I didn't make a mess in her car. She said that as I got older, I would outgrow being car-sick and I think she is right.

Yeah! I'm a big girl now. See how much I've grown. This is my second collar and it's already fastened in the last hole! Golly, it won't be long before I'll need a new one. I think I'd like one a different color next time... just because I'm not a little bitty baby girl anymore... and pink is for babies!


There's a lot of hussl'n and bussl'n going on around here! Everyone says they are getting ready for winter to come. Now, I haven't been around long enough to know who winter is, but I get the idea that she's something awful! I get the feeling that no one trusts her either, because Mister Earl is hiding all the lawn and deck chairs in the brown shed!

I heard that all the trees and grass will get covered in white. Yep... I'm thinking that I'm not going to like winter when she gets here! I wonder what my friend Hunter thinks about this dreadful visitor that will be here soon?

I live at the end of this lane and it sure looks pretty now...
But, who knows, maybe it will even look pretty all decked out in winter white!


...but for now, I just love playing in the colored leaves!


Slobbery, puppy kisses,

Weekend Visitors

What a wonderful Labor Day weekend I had! Hope everyone had as much fun as I did.

Sometimes there was a lot of confusion though, because everyone wanted to hold Mister Earl's new Great Granddaughter... and everyone wanted to talk at the same time... and there was a lot of stuff happening in the kitchen... and I wasn't allowed to jump on anyone. Bummer.


Lily smelled so sweet that I just wanted to give her a big slobbery Boxer smooch-a-roonie. She's such a little doll!

So I had no choice. I either had to make friends with this little fur-ball or spend the afternoon pouting in a corner by myself. However, our friendship was short-lived when I tried holding Blackie down with one of my big paws. Evidently, I wasn't suppose to do that either. Bummer.


My next choice was to make friends with Tilly, who is older and stronger than me. We sniffed and chased each other and even wrestled some, which got us thrown outside to do our woof-housing. Guess we shouldn't have done that either. Bummer.


Some things might not have gone as well as they should have, but one thing is for certain... I'm going to save one of my Boxer smoochies for sweet little Lily!

Slobbery, puppy kisses,

Evening Walk

Almost every evening after we have dinner, I get to go for a long walk with my best friend, Hunter. He's a big, lovable Doberman and we romp and play all along the way.

He has a big mouth with reeeeeally big teeth, but he's very gentle. He's four years old, but sometimes he acts like such a big baby! Maybe I'll have a picture of him some time soon so you can see just how big he is!

Mister Earl and Miss Barb took me for a walk last evening and I was disappointed that Hunter couldn't go. But I made double-dog sure that I didn't let the two of them get out of my sight because I didn't want them to get lost, you know. I wanted to run, but they just puttered along like two old fogies. I'll be glad when Hunter can go again!


I always came back when they called my name. After all, I didn't want them to be scared!


It was getting late by the time we got back to the house and the sky was turning such a pretty shade of pink. Before we went inside, Miss Barb and I walked across the yard to the flower garden where Dixie is buried. The little Guardian Angel holds a lantern to show us the way.

I can tell that Miss Barb still misses Dixie very much, so that's why I try to be extra good, so she won't be sad. But sometimes I forget and then I get into trouble... like when I chew the branches on Miss Barb's Lilac bush or dig holes in the yard! It's not a good idea to snack on her best ink pen either!



Good Night Dixie. Love and kisses from
...and from Hunter, your old buddy, too!

Big Bird

I wanna tell you, I had a hair-raising experience today!

There I was... taking a little snooze in the cool grass under the shady Maple tree in the front lawn... minding my own business... when this noisy, ugly bird swooped in from who-knows-where and scared the living beejeebees out of my poor boxer biscuits! Yep... ugly... ugly... ugggggly!


It was even carrying it's lunch bag on a long rope and I wasn't going to stick around to see if I was going to be a part of the menu, so I high-tailed it for the deck and hid under the swing.



Good Golly, Miss Molly... that sure was a close call! I don't think I'll ever be the same again!

I can't believe Miss Barb was so calm about it all. She took pictures and said that the bird's name was Helicopter and the bag was filled with seismic testing equipment which Helicopter was dropping in areas that couldn't be reached by vehicles. The seismic testing shows where natural gas is under the earth.

Guess Helicopter is a really smart and popular bird... but he's still ugly in my simple puppy mind. I hope he doesn't come back so I don't have to hide under the swing again.

Slobbery, puppy kisses,

Good news...Bad news!

THE GOOD NEWS...

Miss Barb is back from her vacation and she had a really nice time at the beach. She likes living here in the woodlands of Pennsylvania, but I think she would much rather live close to the ocean.

THE BAD NEWS...

Since she has been home, she has been busy canning fruits and vegetables and hasn't had a lot of time to spend with me. She gets upset with me when I hang around in the kitchen. She's always saying that she's afraid of spilling hot stuff on me. I'll have to admit that the peaches sure look yummy. Hope she will let me taste them too.



THE GOOD NEWS...

Miss Barb has a new Great Grandson! Isn't he a cutie?



THE BAD NEWS...

All the conversations around here are baby this and baby that. Jeeees!!! Did they forget MY name???? I'm trying not to be jealous, but, gosh, I'm still cute too. This is a recent picture of me and I'm 5 months old.


Slobbery, puppy kisses,

Beach Baby Flattie!

Did 'ya ever hear of a flattie? Well, Miss Barb wanted me to enjoy the beach with her and because I couldn't be there in doggie-person, she took a photo of me and then cut & pasted it on a photo she took at the beach. So now I can be with her wherever she goes, even though it's only a flat version of me. Who knows, you just might see me in other photos later on.

How do you think I look as a beach baby flattie?

Sometimes I wonder what makes her tick! (No pun intended... 'cause those little tick buggers run for the hills when they get a load of the natural oils Miss Barb rubs all over my skin!) Sometimes she does strange things, but she takes really good care of me because she loves me lots and lots.

I just know I would like to feel the sand between my toes and have the ocean breeze make my ears flap! I hope I can go to the beach when I get a little older and Miss Barb gets the air conditioning fixed in her car. But, for now, Mr. Earl is taking very good care of me and we are both anxious for Miss Barb to come home.

Slobbery, puppy kisses,

Leash-Training Delayed

In my last post, I promised I would share some of my leash-training experiences with you. Just when I was beginning to get wrapped up in my lessons, Miss Barb decided to go to Myrtle Beach to visit her brother and his Family.

I was disappointed that I couldn't go with her, but she explained that it would be too hot for me because the air conditioning is on the fritz in her car. I wanted to go soooo bad so I could meet two new doggie friends at the place where she was going. Hope she takes pictures of them so I can share them here on my blog. They are both boy dogs and their names are Dodger and Ruger. They are both older than me, so I imagine they wouldn't appreciate my eagerness to jump and play! It's just the way some senior citizens are!

Before Miss Barb left on her trip, I was able to get her to walk next to me on the leash. Sometimes when I tugged a bit too hard, she would just stop in her tracks and wouldn't move until I accepted a treat so we could continue on our way. Sometimes, she can be very, very stubborn!

I'm anxious for her to get back from her trip so we can continue our lessons. I hope she hasn't forgotten everything that I have taught her so far!

Slobbery, puppy kisses,

What's in a Name?

Hi Friends,

I'm really excited about making my first post today.

(Can't you tell by my picture?!!).



It's hard to believe that Miss Barb set up this nice page for me so I can tell all about my life growing up in the mountains of Pennsylvania. She's a peach!

So I'm going to begin by telling you the story behind my name. You might not believe it, but, trust me, it's the truth. Yelp... it's my story and I'm stick'n to it!

It's unusual that a breeder names the puppies in a litter, but mine did and I became known as NINA. Miss Barb and Mr. Earl tried really hard to get used to calling me Nina, but it was difficult. The name just didn't seem to fit.

They tossed quite a few names around before Mr. Earl settled on NELLIE.

Oh, wait... I'm getting ahead of my story...

Back to NINA: Miss Barb thought that maybe if she added an "A" and spelled Nina with two "e's" instead of an "i", making it ANEENA, she would be able to accept the name better because she thought it sounded classy. Hey, I can't figure out what goes on in that blonde head of hers!

Still with me? Okay.

Then it came time to register my name with AKC: My first name was to reflect where I came from. We're talking Pennsylvania here and that didn't seem to set sparks with these two either... anymore than NINA did!. Yikes! Another lengthy discussion! (Sure glad I was able to sleep through most of it.)

They finally settled on PENNSWOOD. I'm sure you know that Pennsylvania was named for William Penn.

Middle name: You guessed it... ANEENA!

My last name is really easy to explain: It's BELLE... after Miss Barb's and Mr. Earl's Boxer who lived here before me. I've heard some pretty wonderful things about her so I'm honored that I have been given her name. Carolina Dixie Belle will always hold a very special place in the hearts of all who knew her. I guess you might say that I have some mighty big paws to fill!

So, there you have it. My AKC Registered name is Pennswood Aneena Belle and they call me Nellie. Go figure!

I heard a rumor that leash training is next, so I bet I'll have lots to tell you in my next post! I hope Miss Barb learns quick!

Slobbery, puppy kisses,