Harriet has her very own toy box. When I still had Elliott, he would pick up all their toys and put them away, whenever I got out the vacuum cleaner. As soon as I finished vacuuming, Harriet would drag them all back out again.
Tag: Harriet
Guess What?
Chicken Butt!
I stopped on my way home to pick up dog food, and decided Miss Brown should have a treat. I got her a “Hard Core” Fire Hose (obscene sounding, isn’t it?) and a rubber chicken. The fire hose lasted all of two minutes before she had the end chewed off it. I doubt Mr. Chicken will last much longer, what with his delectable little drumsticks an’ all. Still, it was worth it for the cute factor.
Pupkis
As I was taking a photo of the pupkis on the window, Harriet wandered into the shot to demonstrate its application. The patio door is like a gigantor television for Harriet. She can sit and watch for hours.
In other dog-related news, as I came back from walking Miss Brown this morning, we met my across-the-hall neighbor, who was on her way to work. She stopped to pet Harriet, and complimented her on her excellent deportment. Ms. Neighbor said she never hears a peep out of Harriet, even when I’m not home. I’m not surprised, because Harriet is a very quiet dog. It’s nice to know that others have noted how quiet she is, though, especially since there are mildly barky dogs around, and we kind of live in a fishbowl.
In heating news, things are not looking quite so good. The real repairmen were here this morning, and their diagnosis was, “It’s dead, Jim.” They’re ordering a whole new furnace, but it will take at least 24 hours for it to get here, then it’ll take pretty much a whole day to install it. So I’m without heat for a couple more days. Well, not entirely without heat. I have a little oil radiator, but that really isn’t sufficient for the task. Luckily, it’s supposed to be fairly mild this week.
Sunday Dogblogging with Holga
I spent a little bit of time this morning, playing with the filter set I bought. I only had a chance to try a couple of the colored soft focus filters, but already, I can tell that they are going to be lots of fun.
And, as always, Miss Brown is a patient model.
Yellow Holga SSFS filter (mostly desaturated)
Red Holga SSFS filter
Yellow Holga SSFS filter (desaturated)
Yellow Holga SSFS filter
Yellow Holga SSFS filter
Sunday Pet Blogging
Harriet thinks I’m some sort of pillow, and Pandora thinks the beanbag footstool is some sort of bed.
Brand New Bed
I also picked up a new bed for Harriet while I was out yesterday. She needed somewhere comfortable to sleep while I’m in the studio. Even though it’s carpeted in here, the floor is cold (damned heat vents are up by the ceiling!), and she’s a delicate flower.
Harriet was disdainful at first, and for awhile I thought I may have actually bought a cat bed by mistake. Eventually, Harriet decided to give it a try. She spent yesterday afternoon and most of this morning sleeping in it. I’m glad I opted for the one with the nesty sides, because I think it’s a big hit. (And, as you can see by using the cat–who is on the petite side–for scale, Harriet is on the small side herself. I was afraid at first that the bed wouldn’t be big enough, but once she curls up, there’s room to spare.)
I wish I could have slept the morning away lazily, but I had to get up for Mr. FedEx. It’s a good thing I did, too, because he showed up at the crack of dawn. And now, even if I wanted to take a nap, I couldn’t, because Mr. Upstairs has his teevee blaring away. I think he must have had custody of his children this weekend, because there were small pitter-pattering feet, very loud cartoons, and the world’s longest one-fingered rendition of “Twinkle Twinkle Little Star” on the keyboard. The last was cute for about twenty minutes, but after that, my ears started to bleed. Also, the front hallway smells like someone cooked rotten pork with ginger and oranges. O ick.
Octo-woobie
I suddenly had to get out of the house this morning, so despite the fact that the wind chill is 1F, I warmed up the car and went to Target and the grocery store. I needed groceries, but the Target stop was just an excuse to wander around somewhere that was not my house. I played in the pet supply aisle for a bit and found a couple of really cute toys for Harriet. One of them is a plush puffer fish with a deep, froggy squeak. The other is Octo-woobie. Octo-woobie is pale pink and leggy and ubercute, I think. As soon as I took Octo-woobie out of the sack, Harriet knew it was hers. She started boinging up and down in excitement. I’m a meanypants, though, so I made her wait until I took Octo-woobie’s picture.
And, yes, Octo-woobie only has six legs. Life is unfair sometimes.
Saturday Dogblogging
Harriet has developed a deeper appreciation for playing with balls since moving to a place that has lots of floor space. Red Ball remains her very favoritest toy, so it’s fun to tease her with it. She is unamused! Then, clumsy me, I threw it for her and it bounced into a Rubbermaid tub. Harriet saw it go into the tub, but it was hidden by a plastic bag, so she couldn’t see it. I finally took pity on her and retrieved it for her.
Lazy Sunday Morning
I think Harriet may have the right idea. We were waked up at the ass-crack of dawn by Mr. Upstairs plonking away on his keyboard. Electronic harpsichord at 6am is really beyond the pale, I think. I have a feeling there will be napping later today.
I adore the duvet cover in the picture. It came from my mom. Both sides are shades teal (I love teal), but the “right” side has some thin red and yellow stripes I’m not too keen on. It occurred to me that I could flip it over, though. Et voila, problem solved. It’s a heavy, crispy cotton, too, which feels nice. I filled it with a fat, ugly comforter, so it’s wonderfully squishy and crunchy, all at the same time.
The bed side table in the upper left in the picture is the one below. It was really ugly, but sturdy and a nice size and shape. I decided it would be much improved if it were sporting a decoupaged the shit out of it.
Saturday Dog Blogging
I washed sheets today, but haven’t re-made the bed yet, so Harriet had to make do with sleeping on the couch. The pillows are usually stacked up at one end, but she likes to arrange them in a semi-circle and nest in the center of them. (The photo quality isn’t very good, but I didn’t like the way the ones using flash turned out.)
red paper boat 