Showing posts with label Hawthorne puppies. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Hawthorne puppies. Show all posts

Friday, August 26, 2011

Hawthorne Puppies.

I'm doing hurricane prep today, so here's a post I've been saving for a rainy day. Haha. Rainy day. I'm missing my Hawthorne puppies. Happy Giada! Junior is about the most laid-back dog I know.
Here's Beau, taking it easy.
He's such a handsome boy.
I love my puppies.

Monday, April 25, 2011

The Hawthorne Puppies.

Dixie and Junior. Best buds.
They don't know it yet, but Giada and Dogwood will be joining the clan soon.

Sunday, August 23, 2009

My Weekend. Part 3 Of 3. The Hawthorne Boys And Their Pups Leave.

It is Sunday, August 23, 2009. And it's my third and last post for today. My weekend is nearing to a glorious close. Just wait and see. If you've just come to the partay, please go back and read parts I and II of my weekend, all posted today, which I don't like to do. (Post multiples in one day.) And thank you for reading. Here's Middle Hawthorne trying to do the impossible. Pack his car.
Youngest Hawthorne got in some skate board action while waiting for his older brother to finish packing. Youngest Hawthorne is packed and ready to go. He's just waiting on his brother.
The excitement is palpable. The Hawthorne Doggies know something is up.
Junior and Youngest Hawthorne.
Dixie knows. She senses. I believe her nails are unclinched and retracted. Could it be ...? Is this the day I've been waiting ... praying for ?
Beau is in Middle Hawthorne's car, ready to ride.
I think Dixie finally realized what was happening here. She's smiling.
Bon voyage!
Ladies and Gentleman, we are a 1-dog family again. It's just Mr. Hawthorne, me, and Dixie. WHOOT!! The longest 3 months of our lives just ended. And now it's time to move on and celebrate.
Dixie celebrates in the pool.
And Mr. Hawthorne and Rosie celebrate. We would've had lobster too, but I didn't feel like going out to buy it. Life is good. Good times.

My Weekend. Part 1 of 3: Effects Of Hurricane Bill.

Friday afternoon, I ventured out to the beach to see what Hurricane Bill was stirring up.
One surfer out.
Enjoy the beach pics. And you doubted I lived at the beach.
Not much going on, but the No Swimming signs were up.
Now on to Saturday:
Bit of a difference.
There's one head bobbing out in the surf.
One of the side effects of hurricanes is that it brings out the surfers who relish the swells. So guess which particular surfer dude made his way back to the Outer Banks to check out the wave action this weekend?
Here's a hint for you: He has a doggie named Junior.
Yup. Youngest Hawthorne and Junior are back home for the weekend. Just when I thought my menagerie was down one canine, he returns.
And we're one big happy family pack once again.
Beau likes to blow raspberries.
Late Saturday afternoon, Daughter Hawthorne and Giada left for school. Goodbye Daughter Hawthorne and Giada. Have a safe trip. Two steps forward, one step backward. Baby steps.

Sunday, August 9, 2009

Rosie And The Puppies. Life Chez Hawthorne.

After a long day spent slaving over a hot computer and microwave, Rosie finally fell asleep on the couch. She found these pictures on her camera the next morning.
Sometime during the night, after falling asleep on the couch watching Food Network, Rosie made it upstairs to bed. And guess who she woke up with the next morning. Those puppies are reeeeeeally gonna miss me when they go back to college. Really, they are. Like absolutely totally.

New Puppies In The Household.

Here are Dixie, Beau, and Junior enjoying a siesta and the sunshine.
Ooooh ..... What's this? More puppies!!!! Giada, Beau, and Junior are all trying to catch a smell.
Daughter Hawthorne and Middle Hawthorne went out to Foodlion today and somebody was in the parking lot giving away Chesapeake/Labrador mix puppies and they each came home with one.
Junior's very excited . They're his size.
Aren't they precious? The one on the right is black and the one on the left is coffee colored.
Just an armful of fuzzy cuteness.
Dixie: Why are you doing this to me?
OK, just kidding. The puppies belong to one of their friends who brought them over to show us. Surely you wouldn't think Rosie would take this new turn of events as calmly as I did.