Shopping Around the World Goes to the Dogs

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This month Shopping Around the World is going to the dogs . . . at least for me. Take a look at the February list from my friends Bacon and Fozzie, our Shopping Around the World hosts:

  • Random condiment of your choice
  • Random frozen meal of your choice
  • Random dessert/something sweet of your choice
  • Random fruit of your choice
  • Random item of your choice

Do you see these three magical words–of your choice? Well, this month I got to make my choices, and my choices are totally about the things that I like. So let’s grab a cart and hit those aisles.

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Random condiment of your choice–VetriScience Perio Support; $32.00 for 16 ounces on Amazon.com: Technically I guess this isn’t exactly a condiment. It’s actually a daily support formula for dental health and hygiene (that’s what the container says). My human mommy sprinkles this on my dinner every night and it has a super yummy scent and taste, so in my book it’s a condiment. I started using Perio Support about six months ago after I had my teeth cleaned. (You can click here to see my embarrassing photos from that exciting experience.) So far, so good. My teeth are a beautiful pearly white. And about that price . . . Mommy had a choice between the 4-ounce container for $16.00 and the 16-ounce container for $32.00. Mommy’s not a math wizard, but even she knew that the 16-ounce container was a much better deal . . . and she says that it will probably last at least four years!

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Random frozen meal of your choice–Frosty Paws; $4.29: As much as I wish that I could make a meal out of Frosty Paws, I know that it’s actually a treat, but humor me here. Frosty Paws are found in the ice cream treat section at the human grocery store. Each box contains four little cups of the most divine frozen creaminess you’ve ever licked. Mommy tends to buy these, put them in the freezer, and forget that they’re there. I think I’m going to have to start giving her some gentle reminders.

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Random dessert/something sweet of your choice: Rocky Mountain Chocolate Factory Dipped Dog Bones; $14.25 for a box of 12 on the website: Two of my favorite humans–Miss Gaye and Auntie Meredith–surprise me with these extra special treats, and I love them for that. This is what the website says about these sweet treats: “Our dog bones are dipped in a white chocolate flavoured confection which does not contain cocoa bean products or theobromine and are therefore safe for dogs.” This is what I say about these sweet treats: “They’re fabulous!”

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Random fruit of your choice–Bananas; 59 cents per pound: To say that I love bananas would be an understatement. I am totally and completely and absolutely mad for bananas. My human mommy and I have made a number of special treats with bananas: Banana-Peanut Butter-Yogurt Frozen Treats, Bow-WOW Banana Biscotti, and Banana-Oat Cookies to name a few. But my all-time favorite way to eat bananas is with my human daddy in the morning. By the way, you might have noticed the beautiful green leaves and bright pink flowers in the background. Daddy and I finished off the bananas earlier this week, so Mommy had to use an old photo. I hope this glimpse of spring made you smile.

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Random item of your choice: BarkBox; $72 for a three-month subscription: This is an unnecessary extravagance, and my mommy knows that. I don’t need to receive a BarkBox every month. I have more than enough toys; and I couldn’t begin to eat all the homemade treats that Mommy and I bake, so I share with all my friends. But I get so excited when my mailman, Mr. Leroy, rings the doorbell and delivers my special box every month. In fact, I’ve started to think that every box delivered to our house is mine. So, Mommy will continue my BarkBox subscription . . . at least for a little while.

Shopping Around the World

Photo from Bacon

That concludes our little shopping spree this month. I hope you’ve enjoyed seeing some of my favorite items in each of the categories. If you’d like to see what other bloggers around the world bought and how much they paid, click here to connect with Bacon’s blog or here to connect with Fozzie’s blog. Until next time, friends, I have some Frosty Paws to eat.


What’s in a (Dog) Name?

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Last week, I received a fun little email from my friends at Bark Box about the current trend in naming dogs. According to this infographic from Fatherly.com, humans are giving their four-legged “children” names that are also quite popular for two-legged children.

Fatherly Infographic Dog and Baby Name Trends

As you know, my humans named me after Harper Lee, the Pulitzer Prize-winning author of To Kill and Mockingbird. My humans tend to make dog name selections long before the dog actually comes into their lives. That was the case with me, and that will be the case with my little sister . . . when she finally comes to live with us . . . one day . . . after my humans find her. Her name will be Tallulah, after the American stage and screen actress Tallulah Bankhead. So clearly, with Harper Lee and Tallulah my humans are on trend with the suitable-for-human-children dog names. Which made me wonder about all the dogs who came before me in my human’s lives.

 My Sister, Lexi

This is my late canine sister Lexi. (You can click here to read more about Lexi’s life.) My humans adopted Lexi from the animal shelter when they lived in Galveston, Texas. Lexi’s shelter surrender papers listed her name as Alexis, but after she was adopted she completely refused to respond to Alexis. Apparently she preferred to be called Lexi in her new life . . . and Lexi she was. So that’s Lexi, Harper Lee, and (one day) Tallulah. Yep, all of those would work for two-legged children. Let’s go back a little further.
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This is Talbot, the Golden Retriever who preceded me. Here she’s pictured on a very unusual snowy Christmas day on what was usually a quite tropical Galveston Island off the coast of Texas. She’s probably focused on the snowman’s carrot nose. Talbot loved carrots. My humans selected Talbot’s name about a year before they actually selected Talbot and–you might have guessed this already–she was named after Talbots, the ladies’ clothing store. Talbot is listed on several baby name websites, but it’s not considered to be a very popular name, perhaps because of its meaning: messenger of destruction. My human mommy would like to point out that Talbot was in no way a messenger of destruction.
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And finally, this is Sheffield. Before my human mommy found my human daddy, she found Sheffield at the animal shelter in Houston. My mommy wanted to get a Boxer puppy and she wanted to name him Boris after the tennis player Boris Becker. But then she started thinking about all the shelter dogs who needed loving homes, and that’s when she met Sheffield. Mommy thinks she found Sheffield’s name in an F. Scott Fitzgerald short story, but that was quite some time ago and her memory is a bit foggy. It’s probably safe to say that there are not too many parents currently naming their human children Sheffield.
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So now I want to hear about your name. (If you’re a dog, you can answer these questions on your own, or you can have your human help you. And to all of my non-canine animal friends, please feel free to play along.) What’s your name, and is it on the list of Top 10 dog names? How did you get your name? I’m curious to hear all of your naming stories!

I Might Be Spoiled

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This morning, my human mommy looked at me and she actually uttered the following words: “Miss Harper Lee, I think you might be spoiled.” Have you ever heard such nonsense in your whole life? I gave her a look that obviously said, “I have absolutely no idea what you mean.” And that’s when my mommy started to present her evidence. First she suggested that the fact that I have three beds proves that I am spoiled. Clearly she is wrong on this count. A dog needs a bed in multiple rooms because you just never know when the overwhelming desire for a nap is going to hit. So I have one bed in my humans’ bedroom and another bed in the den and another bed in the . . . den. Hmmmm. Well the den is a pretty big room so it makes sense to have one bed at one end and another bed at the other end, right? And I do spend time on each and every bed each and every day. I think I win on that point.

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So then Mommy brought up the whole subject of Bark Boxes. My new Bark Box arrived yesterday, and it joined my last two Bark Boxes that are still almost completely filled with unopened treats. And that’s in addition to the packages of opened treats that nearly fill one entire shelf in the refrigerator. My friends, I am completely and totally innocent on this count. Mommy is the one who subscribed to the Bark Boxes (honestly, I think my humans get every bit as excited about opening those monthly boxes as I get) and perhaps if Mommy wasn’t so darn stingy with the treats, we’d empty those boxes a little faster around here.

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Having lost on those first two points, Mommy pulled out my toy basket. You might recall that it wasn’t so very long ago that Mommy bought a new toy basket for me because my old one was overflowing. Yes, this is my new toy basket. And yes, it is overflowing. Now I could argue that if Mommy had simply purchased a larger replacement toy basket we wouldn’t have this problem today. Or I could once again point out that I am very gentle with my toys and so I still have toys from years and years and years ago.

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Let’s face facts, though: If a girl can lose her head in her toy basket, she probably has too many toys and she might–I said might–be ever so slightly spoiled. Point to Mommy on this one. And that’s when Mommy mentioned the number of collars and fancy collars I own. (You can click here and here and here and here to refresh your memory.) Enough, Mommy. You win.

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I will admit it. I am spoiled . . . totally and completely and utterly spoiled rotten. But isn’t that the way it should be? Shouldn’t all dogs and cats and rabbits and birds and guinea pigs and turtles and fish and pigs and horses and animal companions of all kinds everywhere be totally and completely and utterly spoiled rotten? Here’s my dream for all of my fellow animals who are not at this moment spoiled (and, I might add, loved) as much as I am: I dream of a day when you too will have too many beds, too many treats, too many toys, too many collars . . . and just the right amount of love.


Mmm Mmm Meatballs!

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My humans finally did it. After much persistent begging–yes, I’ll admit to it–they finally got a Bark Box subscription for me. When I received my first special package last month, I might have been a little over-enthusiastic. I might have eaten the bully stick a little too quickly. And I might have thrown up, leading my humans to change the name from Bark Box to Barf Box. Lesson learned: Moderation is the key to enjoying your Bark Box subscription. So when this month’s Bark Box arrived, I decided that I would slowly savor its contents.

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I carefully reached into the box, pulled out the Your Dog’s Diner Mutt Meatballs package, carried it to my bed (because that’s where I take all things I love), and started to play with it. That’s when my human mommy had to explain to me that it isn’t a toy; it’s a treat mix. Even better!

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So I joined her in the kitchen to prepare my very special Mutt Meatball treats. We added one egg and some very lean ground meat (trust me, it was better than the meat my humans usually eat) to the all-organic contents of the package–organic rolled oats, organic spinach flakes, organic red bell pepper, organic parsley, and organic basil. Admit it, humans who are reading this, you’re drooling right now, aren’t you?

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Mommy wouldn’t allow me to mix the contents–something about trust or the lack thereof; I’m not sure; my nose was over-riding my brain at that point–so she did the honors. She made little teaspoon-sized meatballs. We put some in the oven and froze some uncooked so we can take them out and bake them little by little.

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While the meatballs were in the oven, I helped Mommy with the clean-up duties. I love cleaning up!

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In 30 minutes, we took the Mutt Meatballs out of the oven and drained them on some paper towels. Don’t they look fabulous? I even caught Mommy taking a little bite of one and then saying, “I may put these in your daddy’s spaghetti this weekend.” Shhh, don’t tell Daddy!

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Finally it was time for me to do the ultimate taste test. (Those are my daddy’s fingers. I just don’t want you to think my mommy has man hands!) Mmm mmm good! Two paws way up for Your Dog’s Diner Mutt Meatballs. We can do that again, Mommy!