Let me guess. You were thinking I had fallen off the edge of the Earth, right? Wrong! The Earth is round–not square–so falling off the edge would be impossible. Even a dog knows that. Here’s what actually happened: I fell into the Mardi Gras abyss. Carnival season is serious business where I live. It starts on January 6 and ends on Fat Tuesday (Mardi Gras), which is the day before Ash Wednesday. This year Mardi Gras fell somewhat later than usual because Easter will be later than usual. It’s all very confusing, but here’s the bottom line: The entire city of New Orleans has been pretty busy for the last two months.
I was busy cheering on the marching band from my neighborhood school, ReNEW Cultural Arts Academy for students eighth grade and younger. The RCCA marching band has been practicing all school year. I hear them every weekday afternoon, and lately I’ve seen them marching down the street as they prepared for the busy parade schedule. All that practice and preparation paid off. My humans saw them in several parades over the two big weekends of Mardi Gras festivities and they were fabulous. Just for the record, I don’t go to the parades. They’re much too loud and crowded and–frankly–crazy for dogs.
Which brings me to my humans. They were busy doing what humans do during Carnival season: being crazy. Every time I turned around, they were headed out the door to another parade. And half the time I didn’t even recognize them. Mommy’s hair usually isn’t pink, and it’s definitely not that big. And Daddy normally doesn’t wear a feather boa . . . really.
When the festivities finally came to an end last week, we all breathed a sigh of relief. It was fun, but pretty exhausting. I supervised as Mommy packed away the decorations and stored them until next year. And then Mommy helped me with a very special project. We collected some super special beads and other throws to send to a super special blogging friend. My friend should get her surprise package Wednesday. I can’t wait! I also can’t wait to get back to blogging. See you on the Internet!
This time last year, my humans and I created our own little 2016 photo challenge: Select one location and go there once a month to take a photo of me with my sister, Tallulah Bee. We chose a little willow tree in New Orleans’ Audubon Park, partly because we knew a willow tree would change throughout the year but mostly because it was close to the parking lot and we knew that in summer’s peak heat we’d want a location that wasn’t too much of a hike. We decided to take the monthly photo at the end of each month (mostly due to procrastination) and in the morning (due, again, to the heat that we knew would make summer photos challenging). We posted our pictures each month on Instagram. Today I’m sharing our year in pictures with you.
After our January photo, Mommy wondered if Tallulah Bee would ever learn to look at the camera (#easilydistracted). By the time February rolled around, the duck population in the pond behind us had greatly increased since the previous month, adding immensely to the degree of difficulty in getting a good photo (#yummyduckpoop, said Tallulah). In March, we had zero cooperation from my little sister. She was obsessed with sticks and water fowl . . . anything but the camera. That’s ok. I managed to notice that the grass was turning green again, and our sweet little willow tree was budding out. I also managed to smile for the camera (#professional).
April was full of showers, which the little willow tree definitely seemed to enjoy (#muddypaws). Tallulah and I should have enjoyed the last of the cool spring temperatures. By May we were starting to feel summer’s heat and appreciating that decision early on to pick a photo spot that was close to the parking lot (#melting). June’s photo was technically taken the first weekend in July. It was the only month throughout the year that we cheated; but notice that Tallulah was finally looking at the camera . . . more or less (#smallvictories).
Our July photo was taken on a super hot morning, so I opted for a little rest in the cool grass . . . which made Tallulah look like a giant (#perspective). The next picture pretty much sums up our August photo shoot in front of the little willow tree. Despite the unbearable heat, I was ready to pose. And Tallulah? She just wanted to eat grass. Mommy wondered how much longer we could use the “she’s a puppy” excuse (#excusesexcuses). We thought (hoped) August would be our last sizzling monthly photo session in Audubon Park. Wrong! Tallulah and I were desperately looking for autumn (#farinthedistance).
October’s photo was yet another challenge: migrating ducks, duck poo, and the heat that lasted through Halloween. As you can tell, Tallulah was super hyped, while I was not so amused. What you can’t see is my human daddy holding Tallulah still. The magic of editing (#thatswhytheycallitaphotochallenge). Three magical things finally happened for our November photo: 1) We finally had cool weather. 2) Tallulah and I finally both really looked at the camera. 3) Mommy finally brought treats, which is why the second thing finally happened (#humansarehardtotrain). Mommy says that our December photo is her favorite, and not because it was the last of the year, haha. She loves this one because it shows our pure joy . . . and because Tallulah didn’t notice the swan in the background. It only took 12 months (and about a thousand snaps of the camera), but we managed to get the perfect shot (#practemakesperfect). We’re currently scouting locations for this year’s monthly photos. Finding a spot without ducks and duck poop is a priority. 😉
Sending merry and bright wishes from my home to yours for the happiest of holidays!
. . . with much love from Miss Harper Lee . . .
We’ve almost made it friends. Christmas is less than 24 hours away, and today Tallulah Bee and I are sharing the photo that went into the snail mail with our Christmas cards. We look like angels, don’t we? In Tallulah’s case, looks can still be a bit deceiving. 🙂
So I know what you’re thinking: If Miss Lee is showing us her official Christmas photo on Christmas Eve, what will she have for us on Christmas Day? Well, even though I have a little sister, and even though I share the spotlight with her . . . some of the time . . . this is still my blog and you are all still my friends. In other words, Christmas Day will be all about me . . . and my wish for you.
Today Tallulah Bee and I continue our countdown to Christmas. Out of the hundreds photos that our human mommy snapped (well, it seemed like hundreds to us), this one almost made the cut to be our Christmas card. We were happy to share the spotlight with Leon the Reindeer (that’s Noel spelled backwards).
Clearly, Tallulah was having some trouble containing her excitement about Santa’s arrival. Patience, Tallulah. He’s almost here!
In the last few weeks, my human mommy has taken hundreds of photos (only a slight exaggeration) in hopes of getting that perfect picture for our Christmas cards. Tallulah Bee and I have humored her, mostly because she bribes us with treats. In fact, we purposefully look away from the camera, move slightly, or close our eyes just as she snaps so we can get more treats. Shhhh . . . don’t tell her that. It’s our little secret.
Anyway, Mommy managed to get a few favorites along the way and today we begin the countdown to Christmas. The Bee and I are modeling our gorgeous Geaux Fideaux monogrammed bandanas. If you’re interested in getting your very own Geaux Fideaux original (they’re working on Valentine’s Day and St. Patrick’s Day looks), just send an Instagram direct message to @geauxfideaux.
We’re all smiles as we await Santa’s arrival!
Bashful made it back to Bacon and the Hotel Thompson! Check out all the souvenirs he brought back. More importantly, check out Lola from Nola . . . his newest girlfriend. Loved having you in New Orleans, Bashful, and I’m so happy you made a love connection while you were here. 🙂
Oh friends – I’m happy to say that Bashful made it back home over the weekend. In fact, mom/dad went out Sunday morning. When they got home, there was a special delivery on the porch – BASHFUL. Remember he had been visiting Miss Harper Lee and her sister Tallulah Bee in New Orleans. Of course, they couldn’t wait to get the box in and dig inside. Boy were mom/dad happy – look at all of the awesome goodies. There were marvelous hand pies from New Orleans from Haydel’s Bakery. They had 4 different flavors – chocolate, lemon, cherry and apple. The note from Miss Harper’s mom said to nuke a pie in the microwave for a mere 15 seconds and eat. Well mom picked out the chocolate, nuked it and her and daddy then proceeded to make more aaww and oohh sounds in the kitchen than a porno –…
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