howl-0-ween

today was howl-o-ween. i don't understand.

my sister got dressed up as a boy. she and my mommy went away and i didn't like that. strange people dressed up kinda funny came to the door and daddy and i gave them candy. they didn't give us any money for the candy.

mommy came home and i was so glad to see her because i feel safe when mommy is home. i love daddy, but he doesn't always know how we do things and he doesn't feed me on time and he just isn't mommy.

i didn't hear any howling at all. so why do they call it howl-o-ween?

just one more part of life i don't understand.

something to ponder

I"M NOT SURE IF I LIKE BIG LETTERS OR NOT.

little letters are much friendlier.

BIG LETTERS MAKE YOU HAVE TO HOLD YOUR HEAD FUNNY.

little letters are easier to chase.

Questions of the night

why do my feetses get wet when i go outside when there's been no rain?

will my feetses rot from being wet so much?

why is it when i come in with nice wet feet my mommy wants to attack me with towels and then fusses when i try to pull on them?

why would you hand a towel to a dog if you don't want them to play tug with you?

there's a lot to understand about life.

welcome to my world and pass the cookies!!

hewwo. my name is holly. i am a bearded collie. if you are wondering what a bearded collie is, that's vewwy vewwy sad because we are the most wonderfullest, coolest, happiest, cheerfulest, funnest, did i mention wonderfullest dogs on earth!!

i live in a nice big house with my humom, and daddy, and human sister, and two catses that love me lots and want to play with me all the time. i have a nice big yard with a fence and lots of balls. there is a building that my catses and i play under. they go under it and i go under as far as i can and bark at them. it's very loud and echo-y under there. they love that game. a lot.

i also have BALLS. lots of balls. i am the inventor of all beardie soccer league. you pop about half of your soccer balls so that they are flat and fold nicely. then you grab one of those in your mouth and your humom kicks the balls that still roll and you chase them and smash them with the ball that's folded up in your mouth. sometimes i can smash them in the air because i am the best beardie soccer player there is. i am that good.

another thing i love a lot is cookies. i can sit very nicely for cookies and have lots of cute things i'll do for one. all my humom has to do is say "what does a beardie do for a cookie?" and i'll just do all kinds of things that will melt your heart. i live for cookies, any kind any flavor the more the better!

on one side of me is a very nice dog who likes to bark at me. i always try to smush one of my flat balls through the fence so she can play with it. i'm that nice. on the other side is boo. he is my best friend in the world that i know in person. or in dog, i guess. he is the same sort of colors as me and when we talk through the fences he kind of whines and it's very pretty. some day we're going to run in the yard together and i am so happy about that.

we only just moved here. i spent the first years of my life at our other house and had no one to play with there except some teacup humans that lived next door. they were nice and fun, but didn't quite get it.

i am a very happy grrrl and i'm sure you want to be my best friend. everyone does, so it's okay i'm used to it.

love your best friend holly!