Rerun: My Quirky Little Habits

Quirky Habits Blog

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.

Belch thek9harperlee

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.”

Nanner thek9harperlee

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!

Yogurt thek9harperlee

“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?

S thek9harperlee

Sleeping in an “S”: Can you see it? I am quite a flexible girl, and my flexibility it often on display when I sleep.

Jackpot thek9harperlee

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!

Stare thek9harperlee

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 1 thek9harperlee

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 thek9harperlee

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?


Rerun: Nap Time

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My human mommy/blogging assistant is still on that “well deserved” (her words, not mine) vacation, so I’m rerunning another blog from the past. I’m really starting to miss Mommy. Ha ha ha . . . who am I kidding? I just said that in case she’s checking in. I’m having the time of my life. In fact, I’m having so much fun that I’m about to indulge in a little nap time. Zzzzzz . . .

My human mommy is fond of saying that nap time is wasted on children: It’s the busy and exhausted adults of the world who really need nap time. She may be right about that, but I can tell you that if humans prevented dogs from napping, there would be a canine uprising. I love my naps . . . and I can nap any time, any where, and in just about any position.

Puppy Nap thek9harperlee

I have been a napper since I was a tiny puppy. This photo was taken when I was exactly two months old. I truly believe that a marching band could have come across my patio and I would not have stirred.

Off-the-Bed Nap thek9harperlee

Some of my best naps happen when my humans leave the house in the middle of the day. Those naps are so good that they often start with all of me on my bed and end up with various parts of me falling off of my bed. Now that’s some good napping!

Disturbed Nap thek9harperlee

I am a little embarrassed to admit that sometimes when my humans come home I am napping so soundly that I do not even get up to greet them. (Please don’t share this information with the burglars.) That’s when they catch me mid-yawn as I am just exiting la la land. Oops.

Sun Nap thek9harperlee

My late canine sister Lexi taught me the incredible joy that is the sunshine nap. Lexi worshipped the sun. She would nap and bake until my humans swore they heard her sizzling. The weather now is just becoming ideal for napping in the sun, and I am looking forward to spending many hours in this exact position.

Under Desk Nap thek9harperlee

My all-time favorite place to nap is the study. I think all of my canine friends (and maybe even a feline or two) will agree that the harder our humans work, the more relaxed we pets become. My humans do a lot of hard work in the study, so I tend to do a lot of hard napping in that room. My naps often occur under the desk . . .

Desk Chair Nap thek9harperlee

 . . . but my favorite position for a study nap is crammed as close as I can possibly get to the base of the desk chair. There is a method to my madness: By trapping my humans at the desk (they cannot possibly move that chair when I really get next to it), I ensure that they will continue to work . . . thereby continuing some of the best of my naps.

Propped-Head Nap thek9harperlee

Just to prove to you that I truly can nap in almost any position, I present to you my propped-head nap. I love to prop my head against something–anything–when I nap. You can find me napping with my head propped against a door frame, the leg of a table, a human leg . . . just about anything that is available.

Calf Rope Nap thek9harperlee

Wow, all of this talk of napping has made me exceptionally tired. I think I’ll just get into my calf-rope position–where a gather all of my feet together–and settle in for a nice little snooze. Happy napping!


My Daily Walk

Resting 1 thek9harperlee

My human mommy spent most of yesterday in the kitchen. (Unfortunately, she was not making treats for me; you’ll have to wait until next week to find out what she was doing.) So I spent most of yesterday in this position . . .

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. . . and in this position. And then late in the afternoon I finally heard these magic words:

Ready to Walk thek9harperlee

“Miss Harper Lee, are you ready to go for your walk?” I immediately sat at the door so that my mommy could attach my leash to my collar and we could get on our way.  I love my walks. I walk at least once a day. On weekdays, I walk with my mommy, and on weekends sometimes I walk with both of my humans. Other times I go alone with my human daddy. That’s really fun, because we do a little jogging . . . and I get to act like I don’t know my commands.

Path 2 thk9harperlee

A couple of years ago, the city and our parks department added a walking path through my neighborhood. It is wonderful. When it was completed, we immediately started seeing people and pets we had never seen before, and the pedestrian traffic has increased ever since. Pardon me for one moment while I stare at this squirrel.

Path 1 thek9harperlee

The path includes pretty rest areas complete with pet waste stations.

Deposit thek9harperlee

We don’t always make a deposit, but yesterday was a special day! (Do you think that space aliens watching Earth humans feed their dogs, brush their dogs, chauffeur their dogs, and pick up their dogs’ poo think that dogs rule the Earth? Just a thought, but I digress.)

Sniffing 3 thek9harperlee

There are a lot of things I love about my daily walks. I love to greet people and dogs. I love to see kitty cats and squirrels. I love to get into a really good walking pace. But mostly I love to sniff . . .

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. . . and sniff . . .

Deep Sniff the k9harperlee

. . . and sniff. Sometimes I shove my head deep into the bushes and my mommy says to me, “Miss Harper Lee, one day something’s going to bite your nose.” I really can’t be too concerned with that possibility when there are so many special aromas to enjoy.

Home thek9harperlee

Yesterday’s walk was a little warm really hot, and I was a bit fatigued and parched when we got home . . .

Ice Water thek9harperlee

. . . so Mommy added a few ice cubes to my water bowl. Naturally, I had to stick my nose into that water bowl and retrieve one of those ice cubes.

Refreshed thek9harperlee

Ah . . . super refreshing!