Rerun: My Quirky Little HabitsPosted: July 4, 2014
Is it just me, or has my human mommy/blogging assistant been wherever she’s been forever? Well, good news for all of us: The blog rerun season is just about to end. I’ve received an email from Mommy and she says that she is on her way home to me, Miss Harper Lee. Obviously, she missed by quirky little habits and couldn’t stand to be away from me one more minute . . .
I have absolutely no idea what came over me the other day, but I am pleased to say that my diva moment has passed and my attitude has had an adjustment. Whew . . . that feels good! So now I am ready to share with you the quirky little habits that make me Miss Harper Lee.
The Morning Burp: I must admit that this first quirky little habit is not particularly attractive, but it’s me. Every morning after I finish my breakfast, I walk into my den, sit under a lamp, look at one of my humans, and share with him or her my biggest burp. It’s just my way of saying, “Thanks for getting my day off to a wonderful start with that fabulous meal.”
Sharing a “Nanner”: I call bananas “nanners,” and I love to share a morning nanner with my human daddy. It’s our little thing. Just try to eat a banana without sharing it with me, Daddy!
“Yogurts”: My human mommy likes to start her mornings with a bowl of yogurt, which I call “yogurts.” My ears are particularly sensitive to the sound of the spoon hitting the bottom of the bowl as she finishes her yogurt, because that’s when I get to lick the yogurt bowl and spoon. I do such a good job of cleaning that my mommy says she is tempted to put the bowl and spoon directly back into the cabinet and drawer. You don’t think she’d actually do that, do you?
Sleeping in an “S”: Can you see it? I am quite a flexible girl, and my flexibility it often on display when I sleep.
Ice Dispenser Jackpot: I am obsessed with the freezer door ice dispenser because–if I’m lucky–little pieces of ice will fall onto the floor and I can eat them. Jackpot!
The Intimidation Stare: When I really, really want something, I stare intently at my humans. You might say that I actually stare through my humans. My intimidation stare can result in a walk, going outside, dinner, treats, or going to bed. Believe me, the intimidation stare works like a charm every single time.
Puppy Hour: Puppy hour (much like happy hour) happens most evenings between 5 and 6 o’clock. That’s when I head for my toy basket and proceed to lose my mind. I start digging through the basket, pulling my toys out one by one, and running through the house with them like a crazy dog. It is more fun than I can tell you!
Ballerina Pose:So, as I strike my ballerina pose, I have a question for you (fellow dogs, feel free to answer for yourselves, or you can have your humans answer for you):
What quirky little habits do you have that make you uniquely you?