Friday, April 13, 2007

All Babies All the Time

Our moms were both home all day today -- that's kind of unusual in itself -- but they were also doing unusual things ... moving boxes and stuff out in their library/office. We knew they were serious when the CHRISTMAS boxes that have been sitting around for months finally migrated back up to the attic.

Turns out it's all about getting cleaned up for Jamie to come home on leave from the army ... our mom Susan wrote about that on her blog earlier today ... you can check that out here.

But -- as seems to happen alot around here -- the moms got distracted. Moving boxes around they found boxes of old pictures and then the cleaning stopped and the ooing and ahhing started. So just for fun we thought we'd share a few of the baby pictures they dug out ...

First of all were these totally cute pictures of Harvey:
Who ever imagined this little bitty guy ...


...with such big ears and gangly legs
would grow up into the stately hound he became?
(Not our mom Louise -- who thought
he was going to be "a medium size dog.")


And then there's me ... here's what I looked like
on the very first day they brought me home from Husky Camp.
Hard to believe?????
You haven't seen ANYTHING yet ...


Look what ELSE they found ....
.... this is our mom Susan
with her dog Admiral
about a bazillion years ago.
(Well, a really long time ago ... nobody's exactly talking!)
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And here's our mom Louise ... what a cutie patootie ...
(circa Nineteen-Never-Mind)

... and the final entry in our "all babies, all the time" blog ...


... this great picture of a litter of puppies that belonged to
our Uncle Jud a really long time ago but our mom
held onto because it was so cute!

All together now:

AWWWW!!!!!!

Monday, April 09, 2007

EASTER MONDAY

Getting ready for Easter Sunday meant our moms were are church even MORE than usual ... hard to imagine, we know... but true! But things were looking pretty good over there on Easter Sunday and after having twenty-four services between Palm Sunday morning and Easter afternoon ...

... and after finishing up the last service on Easter Day ...


... and after saying "Happy Easter!" to about a bazillion people ...

... they finally came home to pay some attention to US! That's the good part. The "other" part is that for some reason known only to our moms whenever a holiday rolls around they succumb to the temptation to make us look "cute" which makes us feel STUPID ...
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... Harvey would be "Easter Exhibit A":
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(I just figure if I close my eyes it will be over soon.)

And then there's me ... I mean, honestly: aren't my actual ears big enough?


But wait a minute ... what's this?????????


It rolls around but it sure smells like there's something to eat in there ...


Can you open it for me ... please? Pretty please, please, please, please!!!


OK, OK ... it's a deal ... but just this once. Take the picture ... QUICK!

(The things I'll do for a Milk Bone!)
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HAPPY EASTER, EVERYBODY!
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Friday, March 16, 2007

Luna: On Lenten Discipline

So I wasn't exactly looking for trouble today, but it was kind of boring and I was out of chew bones and there was this booklet thing on the low coffee table in the living room so I took it out on the patio ...
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and shredded it up. Not as much fun as a chew bone ... or those Cole Haan loafers I got a couple of weeks ago but, hey ... I'm still a puppy and a puppy's gonna do what a puppy's gonna do.

So I'm still not sure what a Lenten discipline is ....


.... but I'm pretty sure I'm going to get some
of the REGULAR discipline that goes on around here
when things like this happen!

Monday, March 12, 2007

Luna: A Totally GREAT Dog Park Day

We ALWAYS like going to the dog park ... it's our favorite thing to do ...
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My ALMOST favorite part is being 'THE LEADER OF THE PACK' ... (this is me ... out in front of the field ... closing for home!)

But my REALLY favorite part is Kelly.


She's our favorite dog park person and when she's there I say the heck with the DOGS I want to hang out with the PEOPLE ...


So I just worm my way past all those other less-interesting-fabulous-and-adorable dogs and ...


Well ... the rest is history. (It doesn't get much better than this!!!)



OK ... I'm good ... let's go now.



Time for my beauty sleep. (Sorry, Harve ... to the victor belongs the chair!)










Thursday, February 08, 2007

Wednesday, February 07, 2007

Luna: This isn't what it looks like ...


I know this looks kind of bad but honest, I wasn't about to try to rifle my mom's purse in hopes of finding something edible -- heck, I'd have just chewed on the PURSE if I'd been feeling hungry! I just don't know how long it's going to take them to figure out that I've claimed that particular spot on the couch as MINE ... and anything in the way is fair game.
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I know, I know, "Luna -- OFF!" they tell me. Yeah, right -- whatever. I can't for the life of me figure out why THEY can't "do the math" that says a dog on the couch is worth two chasing the cats! Call me spoiled -- and they do -- but if I'm happy they're happier ... and so are the cats!

Friday, January 19, 2007

Harvey & Luna: EXTRA, EXTRA, READ ALL ABOUT IT!


Our dog park was in the newspaper! How cool is that? It was even a day that we were THERE because my mom remembers seeing the photographer there. She said if she'd realized it was for a newspaper story she'd have made sure we got into the picture. (It pays to have a media savvy mom!) Anyway, we didn't make it into the story but our friend Lucy did ... she's in the video they had online at the Star-News ... check it out:


And read the article online ... or below!

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Canine park a hot spot for pets, social gathering
By Janette Williams,


[Janette Williams: PASADENA] - Fun-seekers spill out of a white stretch limo at one of the hottest spots in town. This crowd is ready to rock - and to roll in the dirt.

Ginger the Great Dane, Oliver the mutt and other Doggie Nannies service regulars arrive in style with their handler, David Shelton. But once through the gates they blend into the social scene at Vina Vieja, the city's first off-leash dog park.

Since it opened last April, the 2.5-acre park in Northeast Pasadena has become a big draw for dogs and owners area-wide. Labradoodles, schneagles, puggles, Chiweenies, purebreds and mixes so exotic no one's coined a name meet and greet in a universal doggy language. Owners socialize throughout the day: moms after they have dropped kids off at school, retirees, the Thursday schnauzer group and the after-work or weekend crowd reputed to create a party atmosphere. And there are rumors of the odd flirtation.

"You mean the dogs or the people?" joked Ron Rosemont, who comes almost every day from Monrovia with his blind miniature poodle, Basso Profundo - "half poodle, half pot-bellied pig, who thinks he's the mayor of the park" - and Reggie Bush, the standard poodle who looks out for him.

"Some people don't pay attention to their dogs; they come here to see each other," Rosemont said, smiling. "People looking for romance are not responsible dog owners."

The park is one way of meeting people with common interests, said Carolyn Keeber, who regularly brings her yellow Lab, Charlie. "I have a boyfriend, but if you're single it's probably a good place to meet casually and talk to people."

It may not have been part of the dog-park plan, but "I've certainly seen some gentle flirtation," said Lisa Mrozek, vice president of POOCH (Pasadenans Organizing Off-leash Canine Habitat), the volunteer group that lobbied the city for a decade to establish the area. Mrozek said the group has been "absolutely thrilled" with the response. "I like to think it's one of the most-used parks," she said. There's no official tally of numbers, she said, but the park is so well-used that the volunteer group plans to have the area re-sodded, in two stages. Mostly things go smoothly at the park, regulars say, but the odd dog fight does break out, much of it posturing, and owners are quick to intervene.

"If there's a bad dog or a bad owner people politely gang up on them," Rosemont said. "There's an internal police force that's gentle but effective."

But, as POOCH volunteers point out when asking for feedback via their Web site: "Police, we're not. And we're as frustrated as you are with some of the unpleasant parts of the dog park: aggressive dogs, smelly trash receptacles, standing water, soggy sod, ill dogs, and inconsiderate owners."

Talking of which, picking up after dogs is a task not everyone performs, the Web site notes: "One person, a Pasadena city councilman, no less, brought his two big white dogs and immediately plunked down on a bench in the far northwest corner of the park. He was busy reading a newspaper and had to be told that two pounds of poop was available for pickup at the other side of the park."

"I don't recall that incident," said Councilman Paul Little, owner of two 115-pound Great Pyrenees named Andy and Amy. "People tend to be very polite, and understand everyone misses the opportunity to do their cleanup duties once in a while."

Friday, December 29, 2006

Harvey's Top Ten New Year's Resolutions


#1 -- NO MORE PARTY HATS! I mean, honestly -- I'm a dignified guy and just LOOK at me here!

#2 -- STEP AWAY FROM THE TRASH CAN. You'd think getting my head stuck in it a few weeks ago and suffering public humiliation on this blog would do the trick, but no ..........!!! At the Christmas Open House our friend Ramona caught me dead to rights trying to get tamale wrappings out and I was busted all over again. Maybe there's a chapter of "TA" (trashcans anonymous) I could check out!

#3 -- THE MAIL CARRIER IS YOUR FRIEND. I'm not sure what gets me going about her ... the hat, the bag ... maybe it's her boots ... but my mom says she's the one who brings us packages and catalogues and that I should BACK OFF ... so I'm going to try.

Which brings me to ...

#4 -- THE METER READER. Now that one REALLY makes me nuts and there really isn't any help for it -- so I'm hoping one of the moms will resolve to make sure I'm inside when she comes around in the future so I don't embarrass us all (again.)

#5 -- HUMPING IS AS HUMPING DOES. Our trainer, Lundi, explained that the reason old dogs like me hump young dogs like Luna's hyper friends at the dog park is that we're smarter and calmer and want THEM to calm down and behave so we hump them to dominate them and get them back in line. Great theory -- doesn't work. All it does is get me yelled at and I get enough of that from my other issues. Like ...

#6 -- QUIT MIXING UP THE WATER BOWL WITH THE TOILET BOWL. I don't know why it matters so much to the moms where we get water when we're thirsty but if they've said it once they've said it a hundred times: GET OUT OF THAT TOILET, HARVEY! So I'm going to work on it ... honest. (And they could help on this one by leaving the stupid lid down!)

#7 -- GIVE UP THE HYSTERICAL BARKING. It's not like it does anybody any good ... it just annoys the neighbors and gets my blood pressure up and doesn't make the moms come home a minute sooner from wherever it is they go when they leave me here to "guard the house." I'm gonna try on this one, but no promises.

#8 -- WHEN THEY SAY SWALLOW, SWALLOW. Spitting out the pills might feel like a momentary victory but in the long run they actually make me feel calmer and less frantic so I'm going to turn 2007 into "Better Living Through Chemistry" year and just go with the flow.

#9 -- BE MORE PATIENT WITH LUNA. She isn't a BAD dog, she's just a wild one ... and she doesn't mean to hurt me when she pulls my tail, yanks on my privates and chews on that saggy skin between my ear and my collar ... she just gets kind of full of herself and wants to play, play, play. And at the ripe old age of thirteen to her just-turned-one I'm going to have to be the more patient one. Either that or bite her back.

#10 -- COUNT MY BLESSINGS. Considering that last year at this time they were talking Dog Heaven like it was on my calendar sooner rather than later, I'm pretty darned lucky to still be hanging out at the dog park and snagging treats on a regular basis. Thirteen is positively ancient for a big old coot like me and my moms do their best to keep me active and happy and Luna is actually a great addition to our family ... Lord knows she's raised my activity level ... which more than balances out the occasionally raised blood pressure I'm sure!

So Happy New Year, everybody. Those are my resolutions ... what are yours???????

Wednesday, December 27, 2006

A year ago today ...

... my mom drove up to Husky Camp and picked me out from my litter of siblings and I looked like this:
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She said she picked me because I was the cutest and the best. My other mom was in Kentucky visiting my brother Brian and so she had to just see me in a cell phone picture to start with ... but what really matters is they picked me out of all the others and now here we are ... a year later ... living happily ever after.

Except for those Cole Haan loafters.

And YESTERDAY when we were at the Dog Park there were SIX OTHER DOGS there who had come from Husky Camp ... two from one family and four from another. We wished we'd had a camera with us so we could have gotten a picture ... "Husky Camp South" my mom said it looked like ... and we had a great time running and chasing.

So Happy Anniversary to me ... and to my moms for picking me out and for putting up with me. I'm a pretty darned lucky puppy!

Tuesday, December 26, 2006

The Morning After ...

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So here I am ... back on the couch where I belong. Turns out this Christmas stuff is hard work! The moms had a CONSTANT stream of people through here over the last few days ... everybody was really nice and in a good mood and everything and there were more crumbs than usual on the floor for us to do clean-up-crew.
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And over at church I'm not sure what those people do all day but they sure did a lot of it ... Sunday there were six services and Monday there was one and my mom says it was "the best ever." Then last night we had seven people crowded into our tiny dining room having a big old turkey dinner that looked great from what I could see outside with my nose pressed against the french door window (to no avail, I might add!)
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And then there were presents and wrapping paper EVERYWHERE and now ... as you can see ... things are winding down.
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Harvey is sacked out in the bedroom on the new cedar-smelling dog bed we're supposed to "share" ... (I haven't quite got the hang of that sharing thing yet but I'm working on it) ... and the moms are back to hanging out on the computer and talking to people on the phone. Our Grandma called from Minnesota and a few minutes ago we got to talk to Jamie in Iraq (well, my mom talked to him ... we just listened on this end!)
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She says the best present she got was a picture of him in his Santa hat handing out Christmas cards to the troops over there in Iraq ... the people at church signed over 400 of them and shipped them over to say "Merry Christmas."
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I know my mom preached about the "Peace on Earth Part of Christmas" this year and I guess that would REALLY be the best Christmas ever, wouldn't it? For there to be a "morning after" all the wars and hatred and hurting people and everybody could just take a big old nap on their couch like I'm planning to do for the rest of the day.
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So Merry 2nd Day of Christmas, everybody! And let' s not give up on the peace on earth part, deal?

Saturday, December 23, 2006

MERRY CHRISTMAS!



Our stockings are hung
By the chimney with care
And we’re hoping that goodies
Will soon show up there.
While we’re waiting for Santa
Down the chimney to fall
We’re sending best wishes
To one and to all
For joy and best blessings
In the New Year to come
And a Merry, Merry Christmas
To each and every one!

from
Harvey & Luna
and
Louise and Susan
(the moms who love and spoil us)
Birdy, Baby and Walden
(the cats who put up with us)

Saturday, December 16, 2006

Luna: Having a Holly, Jolly Christmas


This Christmas stuff is SOOOOOO exhausting!
Wake me when Santa comes, OK?

Thursday, December 14, 2006

If they'd stuck to just decking the HALLS everything would have been fine!

This isn't my FIRST Christmas -- but last year I was a tiny puppy up at Husky Camp and so this is the first one I'm going to remember, so last night when my mom got home from work she sat down and explained to me that we were going to "Deck the Halls."

OK, I thought ... this will be interesting. (I had NO idea!)
. First they dragged a tree in from outside and stuck it up on the table and started putting lights on it. Kind of weird behavior, I thought, but around my house just when you think you've got them figured out they do something that doesn't make sense to a dog so I wasn't too worried.


Birdy, however, who is much older and wiser (she's pushing 14!) knew what was coming next and knew what to do about it: find a box and HIDE!


Walden didn't move fast enough and the next thing we knew they were decorating HIM! How humiliating!!


And Harvey was next! I don't know about you, but I figure if dogs were meant to have antlers we'd have grown them at some point ...


What were they THINKING????

So I said to Harvey, "Don't worry, buddy ... I've got your back on this!"And in the blink of an eye I snatched the offending antlers off his head ...


... and proceeded to render them harmless ... my way of saying, "Let the humiliation cease!"


So maybe I'll end up with coal in my stocking instead of doggie treats, but hey: I was raised to know a justice issue when I see one and this one was worth some civil-doggie-disobedience!

Sunday, December 03, 2006

Harvey: "Ho, Ho, Ho" Is In the Eye of the Beholder














So the moms came home from Diocesan Convention last night with pictures ... one of them of this stupid reindeer they ran into at an overdecorated hotel in Riverside.

So they're all "Harvey, Harvey -- look ... a reindeer that looks like you!"

And I'm all like "Whatever!"

I don't think there's any resemblance at all ... what do you think???? (And just for the record, if anyone comes near me with a Santa hat this year I am SOOOO not wearing it!)

Saturday, November 25, 2006

Luna: Happy Birthday to ME!!!

My Very Busy First Birthday
by Luna Brooks-Russell

So I'm lying on the couch (my favorite place) minding my own business and all of a sudden my mom gets home from "Party City" and announces ...

... it's my BIRTHDAY! Now I'm not exactly sure what a birthday IS but since it seems to involve extra treats and lots of attention, I figure: How bad can it be?


(I'm going to learn to stop asking questions like that pretty soon!) First they drag out the camera -- everything around here seems to be a "photo-op" ... and this is the official Birthday Portrait. (Not bad if I do say so myself!) But then ...


... they decide to have me wear the birthday star.

If you're not used to dog-body language here's a clue ...

Perky ears in the Birthday Portrait = I'm feeling good about myself.

Flat ears in this one = where's a hole I can crawl in?

But wait -- there's more. As if the birthday star isn't bad enough, they bring out ...

"THE HAT."

They don't actually think I'm going to WEAR that thing, do they? I'm thinking to myself but ...

... evidently they do. And as much as I try to cooperate with the mommies when they're in one of these "none of this makes any sense to a dog" phases I'm really only willing to put up with so much humiliation so ...


... once they got their stupid picture, off it came. (I mean really, a dog has to have some standards!)

I think they're trying to make it up to me a little because now I'm back up on the couch and no one is fussing at me to get down. We're waiting for the USC/Notre Dame game to start and pretty soon there will be turkey leftovers for people dinner and I think we're getting the left-over left-overs tonight. All in all it has been a very good first birthday (except for the hat part) so ...

HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO ME!

Saturday, November 11, 2006

Harvey: My Bad-to-Worse-to-Worse Day


Have you ever had one of those bad-to-worse-to-worse kind of days? Well, today was one of those for me. It was just one thing after another. It was bad enough that I gave into my dark side and stuck my head in trash can to try to get the empty dog food can out but then the stupid lid came off and got stuck on my head -- and while I was banging around in the kitchen trying to knock it off here comes one of the mommies with a CAMERA in her hand.

So not only am I caught in the act (no blaming this one on Luna!) I'm caught on the record (looking about as stupid as a dog can!) and then she goes and puts it on our BLOG so everybody can see (if it gets any worse than this I don't want to know about it!)

So now I'm going to go find a quiet corner and try to stay out of trouble for the rest of the day. (Note to self: step away from the trash can!)

Luna: In the News

When the first mommy gets up in the morning it's pretty much the same routine every day: put us out to "do our business," let in any cats who decided to stay out for the night, put on the COFFEE (an essential ingredient to mommies getting going in the morning, evidently) and then go out and get the newspaper ... at our house the New York Times.

It's ususally a pretty quiet time -- the mommies aren't real talkative first thing in the morning -- but yesterday when the paper came in there was a big "Woo Hoo." I'm not sure who the Democrats are or what a "midterm sweep" is but since we got an extra cookie-bone to celebrate I'm thinkin' it's all good.

And it's not just about the extra cookie-bone -- it also sounds like these guys are going to be smarter about getting that war finished so our brother Jamie and his friends can come home and I'm thinkin' that's VERY good.

So cookie-bones all around -- and prayers for those in harm's way wherever they are.