Cathy C. Bennett's Blog – December 2012 Archive (8)

2012 -  will soon to be remembered as “last year”, WOW! For some it was “exceptional” and for others “not so hot!” But for many, it ends with hope filled plans of starting our lives “a new” when we wake on Tuesday morning. I’m talking those NEW YEAR RESOLUTIONS…

resolution |ˌrezəˈlo͞oSHən|…

We waited “forever” to open our Bark Box and gifts on Christmas morning…



We thought surely – once we returned from our morning walk, we could open the box, but that was not the case. So we…

‘Twas the night before Christmas, and Mom’s making strudel
 all the creatures were stirring, to include us two doodles.
 Our gifts were placed under our tree with much care,
 to include our “BARK BOX” which had finally gotten here!…



Leo was…

Hey, It’s me – Harley…



We took a trip a few days ago…



DM (Doodle Mom) and our DS (Doodle Sister) rode with us. Not the best idea Mom had because “big sis” wasn’t…

Harleo's Adventures

Just when I thought I was on to something, I find out I was wrong or perhaps, not quite ready!

Remember when I boasted (yes I did!) in a blog post titled: GRADUATION NIGHT FOR THE THREE OF US(Oct 25,12). I made fun of myself and the…

Save me from myself – PLEZZZZZ

Late yesterday I received a call from Olde Towne Pet Resort in Sterling, VA. Ashley (Harley’s first love when she worked at the Springfield location) explained that they were waiting on the arrival of a Goldendoodle named “Willy” who needed a new home, and she was wondering if any of Harley & Leo’s blog post readers might be interested.

Meet Willy……

Having you tell us which photos of the boys were your favorite was one of the best decisions I’ve made in a long, long time.

If it were up to me, I would have missed the holiday deadline, still contemplating on which photo to choose and whether or not it was appropriate to send Valentine’s Day cards…

A few months ago through doodle daughter’s connections (translation: idle chit chat while at work!), she learned about Bark Box! Since then, (it’s been about 9 weeks now) I am able to elect “not to” enter into a pet store dragging one doodle, while the other drags me – in search of a new toy.

Not sure what happens at your house, but toys are subject to much torture over here and they eventually wind up in the trash can. I just can’t seem to catch the rhythm of two dogs in a…