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Hi Lunies,
I had a few miscellaneous stories which I wanted to share and thought this would be a good spot to do it. The stories are very "miscellaneous", non-PG (for the most part, but I'm sure I can make some sort of connection if pressed to do so 
), so read at your own will and risk (although there's nothing risque in the stories) and comments are always welcomed, but not necessary.
MURPHY'S LAW V. ST. PADDY'S DAY AND HARRY
I had my annual St. Paddy's Day Dinner/Party on Saturday, March 17, 2012. I was a bit worried/anxious about how Harry would handle so many people at one time. He's proven to be great with all people and most animals, but to have so many people (@ 25) in "his" home (yes, he's king of the castle already) might be a bit of a problem.
I was mostly concerned that the little ones in the family would play with Harry and since he does not know how to be "gentle" all the time (it's a work in progress), I did not want any "accidents" -- Harry's a great dog, but like any other animal, there is always the potential of "accidents" happening between wee ones and canines. So, I asked the older girls (Rachael, 16 and Morgan, 11) to help out on that end and they were "in charge" of Harry (which they loved). In the end, by the end of the weekend, all went well and Harry really was great -- I'm happy to have a "party dog" because it's the way I roll and I like to have my dog be able to join in the fun 
Now, back to the party -- there was lots and lots of food, lots and lots of drink (most of which was alcohol based -- for the majority of people were of the alcohol-drinking age) and a great time was had by all. Most of the cleanup was done by family and that helped make it even nicer! 
Family left and family stayed over (my Philly Phamily always stay overnight). By the time everyone left on Sunday afternoon, I only had to put away a few things -- most of the cleanup was done and there really wasnt' any mess or any accidental spills of any sort (evey by the alcohol-induced adults! ). Fast forward to the next week . . .
On Wednesday after St. Paddy's Day, I was sitting having my first cup of coffee -- you know, that wonderful, aromatic first cup of coffee (I actually only ever drink one cup of coffee in the morning because I only like the "first cup" -- of course, the cup is 20 oz. in size, so it covers a few cups! ). So, I'm enjoying a coffee, sitting in the sun room while Harry is in his favorite chair in the sun room on squirrel patrol.
While chatting on the phone with my sister-in-law, Harry saw a squirrel and although he can normally navigate flying off the chair, running to the other window (which is behind the chair I was sitting), this time, he got caught in the lamp cord -- which sent the lamp flying in to the air -- I actually made a great save on the lamp, by the way!. In the midst of his flying and toppling things over, Harry managed to have the 20 oz. cup of coffee spill onto the carpet -- much like a spray painting -- it went all over the carpet and partially on a chair. It would have been nice for it to spill in one place (impossible, I know), but it's more the "splatter" that I was upset about.
Of course, Harry paid it no mind -- he was still on his mission. I didn't think about the irony of it all until later that week. I had managed to have a party with many people and the potential of having spills, crashes, etc. and it took Harry to do the job! Well done, Harry! Well done, indeed!
Needless to say, I had a bit of a job to clean up all of the micro-stains from the carpet, but it's done. My recommendation? "Shout" it out -- and you can take that both ways, as that's exactly what I did -- Use any expletive that suits you, while you spray "Shout" onto the carpet. It really is a great stain remover and not just for clothes. (There's my helpful hint of the day).
Another story here (actually Harry is the subject again, so perhaps this is a theme):
Whenever I tell someone Harry's name (Harry Pawter), I say it twice, I spell the "P-a-w-t-e-r" part for folks and everyone likes the name. (I had thought about changing it when I first adopted him because I thought it was cute, but I wasn't sure about the name Harry -- I have a brother Harry and didn't want there to be any confusion -- so far, so good, except when I'm talking to other family members, I must specify, "Harry, the dog" ). I thought of calling him HP (and do sometimes just use those initials, but again, my sister-in-law calls my brother HP sometimes, so another potential problem. (I'm still not sure why my brother is so opposed to having his name legally changed to help avoid confusion! ))
I think because the name is "Harry", there are some folks who forget his name, but know that it's a man's name, so in my community where Harry's has gotten to know a lot of the neighbors (whose names I don't know, but we all seem to know the dogs' names), one neighbor recently saw us and called him, "Frank" -- I said, it's Harry. . Another neighbor and her husband have taken to calling Harry, "Henry" -- at first I thought the husband was just being "formal" but when Patty called him that one day, I didn't say anything until I went to walk away, "Come on, Harry, let's go." She said to me, "I thought his name was Henry" I told her, No, it's just Harry, but I'm sure his proper name is Henry.
Harry and I went to observe at a dog training place (which we are going to start next week). While sitting there, watching all of the other dogs, a little girl and her brother liked Harry. The boy liked his name alot and he remembered it. The little girl asked if she could give the dog a treat. I smiled when she said, "Can I give Peter a treat?" (Aaaah, there's a Peter connection! I knew I could find one! )
Anyway, all this to say that I think it's interesting to hear the various names that Harry gets -- all because people do remember that it's a male name, not frequently used and it's an "old-sounding" name (Harry, Henry, Frank, Peter) -- just thought I'd share that story with you because when I think of the little girl asking about "Peter" it makes me smile.
Enjoy your weekend. I'm off now to take a quick power nap before I begin my weekend of work.
Kind regards to all,
Pat and Harry/Henry/Frank/Peter Pawter
), so read at your own will and risk (although there's nothing risque in the stories) and comments are always welcomed, but not necessary.
MURPHY'S LAW V. ST. PADDY'S DAY AND HARRY
I had my annual St. Paddy's Day Dinner/Party on Saturday, March 17, 2012. I was a bit worried/anxious about how Harry would handle so many people at one time. He's proven to be great with all people and most animals, but to have so many people (@ 25) in "his" home (yes, he's king of the castle already) might be a bit of a problem.
I was mostly concerned that the little ones in the family would play with Harry and since he does not know how to be "gentle" all the time (it's a work in progress), I did not want any "accidents" -- Harry's a great dog, but like any other animal, there is always the potential of "accidents" happening between wee ones and canines. So, I asked the older girls (Rachael, 16 and Morgan, 11) to help out on that end and they were "in charge" of Harry (which they loved). In the end, by the end of the weekend, all went well and Harry really was great -- I'm happy to have a "party dog" because it's the way I roll and I like to have my dog be able to join in the fun
Now, back to the party -- there was lots and lots of food, lots and lots of drink (most of which was alcohol based -- for the majority of people were of the alcohol-drinking age) and a great time was had by all. Most of the cleanup was done by family and that helped make it even nicer! Family left and family stayed over (my Philly Phamily always stay overnight). By the time everyone left on Sunday afternoon, I only had to put away a few things -- most of the cleanup was done and there really wasnt' any mess or any accidental spills of any sort (evey by the alcohol-induced adults! ). Fast forward to the next week . . .
On Wednesday after St. Paddy's Day, I was sitting having my first cup of coffee -- you know, that wonderful, aromatic first cup of coffee (I actually only ever drink one cup of coffee in the morning because I only like the "first cup" -- of course, the cup is 20 oz. in size, so it covers a few cups! ). So, I'm enjoying a coffee, sitting in the sun room while Harry is in his favorite chair in the sun room on squirrel patrol.
While chatting on the phone with my sister-in-law, Harry saw a squirrel and although he can normally navigate flying off the chair, running to the other window (which is behind the chair I was sitting), this time, he got caught in the lamp cord -- which sent the lamp flying in to the air -- I actually made a great save on the lamp, by the way!. In the midst of his flying and toppling things over, Harry managed to have the 20 oz. cup of coffee spill onto the carpet -- much like a spray painting -- it went all over the carpet and partially on a chair. It would have been nice for it to spill in one place (impossible, I know), but it's more the "splatter" that I was upset about.
Of course, Harry paid it no mind -- he was still on his mission. I didn't think about the irony of it all until later that week. I had managed to have a party with many people and the potential of having spills, crashes, etc. and it took Harry to do the job! Well done, Harry! Well done, indeed!
Needless to say, I had a bit of a job to clean up all of the micro-stains from the carpet, but it's done. My recommendation? "Shout" it out -- and you can take that both ways, as that's exactly what I did -- Use any expletive that suits you, while you spray "Shout" onto the carpet. It really is a great stain remover and not just for clothes. (There's my helpful hint of the day).
Another story here (actually Harry is the subject again, so perhaps this is a theme):
Whenever I tell someone Harry's name (Harry Pawter), I say it twice, I spell the "P-a-w-t-e-r" part for folks and everyone likes the name. (I had thought about changing it when I first adopted him because I thought it was cute, but I wasn't sure about the name Harry -- I have a brother Harry and didn't want there to be any confusion -- so far, so good, except when I'm talking to other family members, I must specify, "Harry, the dog" ). I thought of calling him HP (and do sometimes just use those initials, but again, my sister-in-law calls my brother HP sometimes, so another potential problem. (I'm still not sure why my brother is so opposed to having his name legally changed to help avoid confusion! ))
I think because the name is "Harry", there are some folks who forget his name, but know that it's a man's name, so in my community where Harry's has gotten to know a lot of the neighbors (whose names I don't know, but we all seem to know the dogs' names), one neighbor recently saw us and called him, "Frank" -- I said, it's Harry. . Another neighbor and her husband have taken to calling Harry, "Henry" -- at first I thought the husband was just being "formal" but when Patty called him that one day, I didn't say anything until I went to walk away, "Come on, Harry, let's go." She said to me, "I thought his name was Henry" I told her, No, it's just Harry, but I'm sure his proper name is Henry.
Harry and I went to observe at a dog training place (which we are going to start next week). While sitting there, watching all of the other dogs, a little girl and her brother liked Harry. The boy liked his name alot and he remembered it. The little girl asked if she could give the dog a treat. I smiled when she said, "Can I give Peter a treat?" (Aaaah, there's a Peter connection! I knew I could find one! )
Anyway, all this to say that I think it's interesting to hear the various names that Harry gets -- all because people do remember that it's a male name, not frequently used and it's an "old-sounding" name (Harry, Henry, Frank, Peter) -- just thought I'd share that story with you because when I think of the little girl asking about "Peter" it makes me smile.
Enjoy your weekend. I'm off now to take a quick power nap before I begin my weekend of work.
Kind regards to all,
Pat and Harry/Henry/Frank/Peter Pawter 
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