Everyday Adventures in Havachon Heaven

The Good, Crazy, & Adorable Life of One Havachon Puppy

Monday Mischief – This Little Piggy Got Mauled

No, we’re not talking about our sweet little friend Coccolino, Daisy loves him and would never hurt him! We’re talking about a very short-lived addition to Daisy’s toy box.

We thought Daisy’s Destructo-Pup days were over. She’s been less aggressive with her toys over the past several months, so much so that we gave her a soft toy to play with again.

I love my new soft squeaky toy....whatever it is! ;)

I love my new soft squeaky toy….whatever it is! 😉

She did so well with it that we gave her another.

Cool! My first Halloween toy!

Cool! My first Halloween toy!

And another. 🙂

Wow a squeaky in every arm! I'm in heaven!

Wow a squeaky in every arm! I’m in heaven!

Daisy LOVES soft toys with squeakers and crunchy sounds, but she always used to disassemble them within 20 minutes, including those supposedly indestructible tiger-tested toys.

Level NINE Tuffie toy, less than half an hour after Daisy got it.

Level NINE Tuffie toy, less than half an hour after Daisy got it.

But this year a friend of ours, underestimating the hidden destructive tendencies within our little cutie, gave her a hollow plastic piggy. Not a good idea. It turned our mellowing Havachon back into rabid Destructo-Pup – it was like watching a pretty girl transform into a werewolf.

Unfortunately we didn’t discover this wild transformation until the piggy had been….well, brutalized. And partially devoured.

He's not half the piggy he used to be.... :<O

He’s not half the piggy he used to be….     :<O

OUCH. That hadda hurt!

OUCH. That hadda hurt!

Poor thing never really stood a chance. ::sigh:: I guess you can never truly vanquish those Destructo-Pup demons. 😉

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Pink Fuzzy Slippers RULE….A Girly Puppy Tale

You know you’ve got a “girly puppy” when shoes are more important to her than food, toys, playtime, air….

There's nothing like new pink fuzzy slippers for tired paws!

Yes,we have a “girly puppy”. BIG time. Daisy gets more excited over new shoes than new toys.

See this picture? This was a brand new pair of DD’s pink fuzzy slippers that attracted Daisy like a magnet to a giant hunk of steel – and she was just as hard to pull off. The second those slippers came out of the box, Daisy was on them….or should I say, IN them.

I should mention that the whole reason DD had to get a new pair of slippers in the first place was because Daisy had licked the old pair to the point where DD was not going to put her feet into them again…EVER. We couldn’t wash that particular pair, but the memory of seeing those slobber-soaked slippers would have deterred DD from wearing them again even if Silkwood-strength cleaning agents had been used.

When the new slippers made their first appearance last week, Daisy excitedly pounced on them, sticking her entire face INTO one of the slippers. I mean, that little face was buried in there.  And her little paws were holding the slipper in place while she savored the softness.

She sniffed and, unfortunately, started licking the inside; when we told her “no”, she just froze and left her face buried in the slipper. When she finally surfaced, she looked like the happiest little thing in the world. DD had originally considered giving Daisy her old slippers, but after the romance of licking had passed, Daisy started chewing them, and we knew where all that pink fuzz was going to end up….and how it would make its exit. Not a pretty picture.

Anyway, DD took the new slippers away from Daisy, but every time DD wears them, Daisy is all over them. Every step DD takes has to be slow, shuffly, and coupled with “NO” to get Daisy off her feet. It’s really pretty funny (probably because it’s not me who’s getting tripped up!).

Remember the post where I said that Daisy studies us, then tries to copy us? Well, the last time DD took her new slippers off in the family room, Daisy laid down behind them and slid her two front legs into them – that’s what you see in the picture above. She just laid there for the longest time, wearing those slippers like a person would, eventually dozing off with her head resting on top of the slippers.

You’ve never seen such a contented puppy.


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