Happy Eighth Birthday, Miss Harper Lee!

A note from Harper Lee’s mommy . . .

Today is Miss Harper Lee’s eighth birthday. She and I celebrated a little earlier this week–just the two of us–with a visit to the edge of the Mississippi River. We watched the barges travel up and down the river, she watched the squirrels travel up and down the trees, and we reflected on eight great years.

I couldn’t have asked for a more amazing dog. She’s sweet and smart and eager to please, and she’s been all of those things every day since the first day her human daddy and I met her.

She has an amazing ability to connect with people. Through the Visiting Pet Program, she goes to nursing homes, universities, summer camps for children with special needs, and shelters for people forced from their homes by natural disasters. She immediately brings smiles to people’s faces. When they pet her, they all say the same thing: “She’s so soft.” 

As much as I try to deny it, eight is sort of getting up there for a Golden Retriever. I have no idea how many more years we have ahead of us, but I do have a promise for my sweet girl: Your health and happiness will be my priority, and I will make every day an adventure filled with love.

Happy eighth birthday, Miss Harper Lee!

 

 


HL Does NOLA from A to Z: S is for STREETCARS & SISTERS

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S is for streetcars and sisters. Today our tour of New Orleans takes a little detour. This is my sister Tallulah Bee’s first birthday. Woo hoo! So we’re throwing a NOLA-sized party . . . and in a city that’s known for partying, that’s a pretty big party. The pictures above were taken when Tallulah was about four months old. We were spending the afternoon in the Warehouse District (which is also called the Arts District) and Tallulah decided that she wanted to take a streetcar ride. Shhhh . . . don’t tell her that it’s just a bench made to look like the real thing. Streetcars in New Orleans date back to the 1830s, and at one time they ran from one end of the city to the other. (You can read more about New Orleans streetcar history by clicking here.) But buses began to overtake the streetcars in the 1960s and–with the exception of the St. Charles Avenue streetcar–the lines all but disappeared. Today the New Orleans streetcar is having a renaissance. There are several lines operating throughout New Orleans, with more lines being added. The streetcar (which is run by the New Orleans Regional Transit Authority) is a great way to see New Orleans. You can buy a pass–called a Jazzy Pass–that allows you to take multiple trips on the streetcars (and buses) over a set number of days. Check out the streetcar lines and schedules here and click here for more information about Jazzy Passes.

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Now back to my sister, Tallulah Bee. She looks like she’s ready to get this birthday party started, doesn’t she. (Or maybe she looks like she’s already been partying a little too much. It’s hard to tell.)

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Because no birthday party is complete without a birthday cake, we joined our human mommy in the kitchen to do a little baking while our human daddy served as the official party photographer. As you can see, Tallulah is a little rule breaker. I know that feet are not allowed on the countertops, but sometimes she “forgets” this rule. We both know that licking the beaters is the best part of baking, and I will be the first to admit that Tallulah showed great restraint as Mommy decorated the cake.

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And here’s the final product. Trust me, it didn’t look like this for very long. If you’re interested in the recipe for this dog-friendly cake (made with banana and peanut butter . . . yum!) and the dog-friendly icing, click here. I promise you it will be a hit!

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So happy, happy first birthday sweet Tallulah Bee. You’re a little rule breaker, and sometimes you’re a whole lot of puppy and a really huge pest, but you’re a precious little girl with a heart of pure Golden love. We’re so happy that you’re a part of our family . . . and we wish for many, many, many more happy years to come. Love you, Tallulah Bee!

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This post is part of the Blogging from A to Z Challenge. Please click here for a link to the challenge homepage and a list of  the bloggers who are participating.


Miss Harper Lee at Lucky Number Seven

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A note from Miss Harper Lee’s Mommy . . .

Today my sweet Golden girl is celebrating her seventh birthday. She’s a St. Paddy’s Day pup, living in New Orleans’ Irish Channel neighborhood, and she’s seven wonderful years old. I’d say that’s all pretty lucky, wouldn’t you?

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Where in the world have the years gone? It seems like just yesterday this tiny light-colored puppy was sitting by my side in the garden. I couldn’t possibly have asked for a better companion. I wish for at least seven more beautiful years, but I will take every single minute I can get.

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So happy birthday to my sweet little Miss Harper Lee, and happy St. Patrick’s Day to her wonderful friends. You’re all a gift, and we are both so happy to “know” you!


I’m a Lucky Girl

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Today is a big day, friends. Yes, it’s St. Patrick’s Day. Humans far and wide will be wearing all kinds of funny green outfits and drinking all kinds of funny green drinks. Humans will look for any excuse to cut loose, right?

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It’s also my birthday. My sixth birthday. My humans and I have absolutely no idea where the time has gone. It seems like just yesterday that they drove out to the country to visit me for the first time . . . and I planted a huge kiss on my daddy’s face. That sealed the deal. My humans say that every single second they’ve spent with me has been pure joy, and I feel the same way. My face is getting a little grayer and I spend a little more time sleeping these days. Mommy says that just makes me even sweeter. Today we’ll join in the St. Patrick’s Day festivities, but we’ll also celebrate the last six years . . . special years . . . and we’ll hope that we’re lucky enough to enjoy many, many more.


Six by Six?

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In a little less than two months, I will be six years old. I think you can safely call me a middle-aged Golden Retriever now. When my human mommy looks into my eyes, she notices how white my lashes have gotten. When she kisses my ever-lightening nose, she sees how white my muzzle is. And as we enjoy our daily walks, she can’t help but look at the white hairs that are appearing along the ridge of my back. Time is passing far too quickly. I’ve done a lot in my five-plus years, but there’s still something big that I have yet to accomplish.

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I have yet to learn a trick. That’s right, friends. I don’t know the first trick. Can’t shake. Can’t roll over. Can’t spin. Can’t do a high five. I can speak, but that’s usually when no one wants me to speak. You’ve heard of a One Trick Pony? Well, I’m a No Trick Pony.

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Oh, I know all of my obedience commands. I ought to; I’ve been going to school since I was six months old. But when it comes to tricks, I’ve never shown any interest . . . as in no interest at all.

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So my human mommy (in her infinite wisdom) has decided that I should attempt to learn six tricks by my sixth birthday. We have plenty of time to decide on which tricks to tackle and then to learn one per week leading up to the big day. Personally, I’d be happy just going out for a nice birthday dinner or enjoying a PetSmart shopping spree. But I have a feeling that I’m going to have to humor the human on this one.

What do you think, friends? Will Mommy be able to teach a middle-aged dog some new tricks?

And what tricks do you think I should learn?


Miss Harper Lee at Five

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Today–March 17, 2014–is my fifth birthday.

It seems like just yesterday that my humans and I met for the first time, and then a few weeks later I joined them in my new home. None of us had any idea at that point how much we would all love each other five years later.

When I blow out the candles on my birthday cake, I will wish for many, many, many more years . . . and I have a feeling my humans will be making the same wish.

Cheers!


Throwback Thursday: Miss Lee at Four

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This is the fourth and final entry in my series of Throwback Thursday photos leading up to my fifth birthday.

While the pictures for my first, second, and third birthdays were happy coincidences–my humans just happened to take a photo around the time that just happened to be my birthday–this photo was intentional. This is the one that started a tradition of Miss Harper Lee birthday photos, which my humans hope continues for a very long time to come.

This photo was taken in my back yard at almost exactly this time last year. The azaleas were in full bloom and the garden was beautiful. Butterflies, bees, and birds flew through the air. What a difference a year makes. This year, Mother Nature has been exceptionally cruel and Old Man Winter just refuses to go away. But that won’t stop the celebration.

As my humans look back through all four years of birthday photos, they notice that my face has gotten a little more white and my nose has gotten a little less black; but I still have my puppy smile and my beautiful bourbon-colored eyes. They’ve also been reminded of all the “firsts” we’ve shared, and they’ve started to dream about all the “firsts” to come.

While the weather may change from year to year, there is one thing that will always remain constant: my humans’ love for me and my love for them. What fun we’ll have when we celebrate that love on my fifth birthday, March 17, 2014.