Everyday Adventures in Havachon Heaven

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

Monday Mischief: Daisy’s “Tells”

How do you know when our Havachon puppy has been mischievous? Just look for her “tell”:

What makes you think I ate something?

What makes you think I ate something?

There's no evidence! I'm innocent, I tell you! ::lick lick::

There’s no evidence! I’m innocent, I tell you! ::lick lick::

"Frozen Havachon": If I freeze and don't look at you, you won't notice that I stole your sock.

“Frozen Havachon”: If I freeze and don’t look at you, you won’t notice that I stole your sock.

Nyah nyah you'll never find out what I did....

Nyah nyah you’ll never find out what I did….

Guilty or innocent? You decide! 😉

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Monday Mischief Backfire – Sometimes Silliness Just Doesn’t Pay

Daisy loves to race around the house like the silly little nut she is, especially if someone’s trying to catch her to give her a bath or put her harness on. Or sometimes for no reason at all.

She goes so fast that it looks like her back legs want to pass her front legs. I don’t think there’s even a camera speed that can stop that action!

Daisy racing in the snow last year. One of our friends has nicknamed her "The Blur". 😀

The other day Daisy was curled up on my lap, and I was stroking her lightly. Very lightly. When my fingers ran over a spot on her left side, she made a small sound of complaint, and her entire side pulled in.

I’ve never seen her do that before. I thought maybe I’d hit a ticklish spot and it annoyed her. So I did it again just to see if it was a one-off. Nope. I did it a third time just to be sure. Each time, the same result. Anywhere else was fine, but that one spot bothered her.

Broken rib? But how could that have possibly happened?

Maybe it's weird, twisted sleeping positions like this that cause problems - ya think, Miss Daisy??

I mentioned it to DD, who solved the mystery.

Silly little Daisy had been racing around and around the coffee table in the family room when she cut the corner a little too tight one time and hit her side on the corner of a footstool we keep tucked underneath. DD said Daisy stopped in her tracks, looking a bit stunned, seemed to think about it for a second, then walked away.

I used to fit under here and zip around the corners with no problem....did the table shrink??

Which just goes to prove – sometimes puppy mischief can backfire!

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Monday Mischief – All Wrapped Up For Christmas

This time it’s not Mischievous Daisy, but rather Mischievous Mommy….

When DD and I decorate the tree, we put on a fun Christmas CD and wrap glittering garland around our necks like flowing boas. Then we sing, laugh, and sparkle our way along until our home becomes a Christmas wonderland. (Yeah, we’re really into Christmas here!)

So this year we decided to inaugurate Daisy into our tradition.

She wasn’t very amused.

What is this crazy sparkly stuff?? And why has it taken over my body??

I refuse to look at you while wearing yet another humiliating holiday "outfit".

You better not be posting these pictures online!

This is just getting ridiculous....Dad, tell her to stop taking pictures! Uh, Dad, why are you laughing too.....

We took the garland off her right after our little photo shoot, but it just had to be done!! 😀

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I’m a HAVACHON, Not a Clothes HOUND!

Just for fun, I thought I’d put together a little collage of photos that illustrate Daisy’s opposition to being a Clothes Hound.  (Granny, I know you don’t like to see her embarrassed, but it’s just so cute!! 😉  )

I'm so embarrassed.....

What kind of a home have I gotten into, anyway???

I can't see a thing!!

If she could, she’d probably carry a big sign reading, “I’m a HAVACHON, not a clothes HOUND”!

Now this is just ridiculous.

Not a hat hound, eh? How about a costume instead?

You're taking Havachon humiliation to a whole new level....

I refuse to show my face while in this silly costume!

I was so happy that my pal Snoopy said I could join their Monday Mischief Blog Hop, even though this post isn’t about my mischief-making! Here’s the button:


Daisy The Purple Paper Post-It Eater

For a dog who’s so finicky about her food, Daisy sure isn’t finicky about her “snacks”.

Daisy is part goat, I’m convinced of it.

The other day, DD asked where her purple Post-It bookmarks were. We looked high and low, until Daisy walked innocently into the room with something weird looking sticking out of her mouth.


I reached down and pulled a purple Post-It bookmark out of her mouth – it looked like a dark cigarette dangling out of someone’s mouth! When I realized what it was, I opened her mouth and swept my finger over her tongue, where I pulled out a thoroughly soggy, scrunched-up Post-It that looked like a chewed wad of gum.

Chewed Post-Its....or what's left of them....

Uh ohhhhh……

I went into the family room – lo and behold, there was a thin pack of DD’s purple Post-Its lying on the floor, chewed and soggy. Around it was a bunch of smaller Post-It bits, again looking like chewed purple gum.

“I think I found your Post-Its….” I called to DD.

When she looked at them in horror, I knew something more was wrong.

“That was a full pack of Post-It bookmarks!”

“Are you sure?” I asked.

“I only used two of them! The pack was really thick!” She indicated at least half an inch with her fingers – at least.

“She couldn’t have eaten them!” We searched and searched – we shook out Daisy’s blankets as well as the blankets that protect our sofa from Daisy’s torturous nails; we looked under furniture and even in places where she couldn’t possibly go.


This silly puppy ate a WHOLE PACK OF PURPLE POST-ITS!! We were so worried! Immediately we went online and Googled “Are Post-Its safe for dogs to eat”. We thought it was a ridiculous query – and it was. Apparently Daisy is one of very few dogs who find Post-Its to be an irresistible culinary delight.

This is what we half expected Daisy to look like after her Purple Post-It dining extravaganza! 😉

There wasn’t any real help for this, so we followed the rule for dogs who eat a lot of paper – wait it out and see if they continue with normal eating and normal stools. If not, there could be a blockage.


We watched her like a hawk for the next 48 hours (we do a lot of hawk-watching since we got Daisy!). DD moved Daisy into her room for the next two nights so she could immediately hear if she vomited or anything else sounded wrong.

I’m happy to report that Daisy suffered no ill side effects from her exotic dining adventure. We were also concerned as to whether the purple pigment and sticky stuff on the back of the Post-Its could have any long-range toxicity issues. We’ll mention it to the vet at her regular appointment in September – I guess I know the story he’ll be telling at dinner that night!


Daisy’s Doing the Wordless Wednesday Blog Hop Again!

We had so much fun with last week’s Wordless Wednesday Blog Hop, we decided to do it again!

This is Daisy’s sillier side – her love of hanging upside-down 😀


Daisy the Canine Teabag

She’s tenacious. She’s stubborn. She plays hard. She’s….Daisy the Canine Teabag! LOL

Daisy loves playing tug-o-war with her blanket, aka her best buddy. I know, we broke a basic rule of training BIG time by allowing this, but it’s just so darned fun! I think it takes more discipline to stop a human from playing tug-o-war with a dog than the other way around. 😉

Those steel jaws of hers absolutely refuse to let go of the blanket when we play. She whips her head back and forth like a wild animal trying to shake its prey to death. She growls up a storm, and those growls range from high-pitched maniacal growling to deep, steady, long rumbling growls. And everything in between, including multi-toned growling LOL! What a nut.

But the funny thing is that when we pull the blanket upward, she still hangs on. Her front half just floats in midair as she growls away – anything to hang on! So I started doing a gentle up-and-down motion, thinking the light bouncing might encourage her to let go – nope. She just bounces up and down with the motion, looking like a canine teabag. 🙂


Goofiness Personified = Daisy

Goofiness, thy name is Daisy.

Sometimes Daisy is just the silliest pupster she can be, and once in a while we actually manage to capture it on camera. So I leave my blog friends this Friday with a small collection of Daisy at her goofy, silly best. 🙂

Happy Easter (I’m going into partial prep mode today) to my blog buddies who celebrate the holiday, and happy weekend to those who don’t!

Goofy Havachon fashion sense....

....goofy "periscope-head"....

....goofy love for hanging upside-down....

....goofy under-bed-twist....

...one of many goofy nap positions. Happy Friday! 🙂


Daisy and Her Street Thug Sense of Humor

You can’t tell me that dogs don’t have a sense of humor. You just can’t convince me of that.

The wiseguy Daisy at her street tough best.

Daisy may be small, but she’s got a soul that’s part street tough. She’s lovable, sweet, silly, cuddy and oh so loving in return, but when it comes to acting like a clown, she takes her work very seriously.

And that combination brings out the street tough in her.

One of the things Daisy thinks is just hysterical is to run up behind me and lunge into the back of my knee, sending me crumbling toward the floor. So far I haven’t actually hit the ground, but I’ve come close.

And I could swear she’s laughing at me.

She stands a few feet away from me, panting in a way that looks like she’s laughing. Her eyes are sharply focused, her ears are at their perky best, and she’s just waiting for me to charge at her. Because then her real fun begins – the chase through the house. Which is all in fun.

This dog flies like greased lightning. While I’m running up the hallway, she’s already passing me going in the opposite direction. She’s been down the hall, through the bedroom, under the bed, and is already going back toward the living room before I even reach the halfway mark.

I stand absolutely still; she keeps racing. Around and around she flies as if the devil himself were at her heels.  She finally stops on a dime and gives me that challenging look that says, “Go ahead, I dare you, try to catch me.”

Waiting for the optimal moment to take us out at the knees...

This is Daisy at her street thug best – a “hit and run” artist, a master of escape. A sugar-coated pup masquerading as a vinegar-and-spice ruffian. Or maybe it’s the other way around.

And after the knee attack, when I’m doubled over with debilitating laughter, she takes advantage of the situation by jumping on me, knowing I’m helpless to defend myself.

Sweet puppy or street thug? You decide. 😉


Peek-A-Boo Havachon’s Hide and Seek Game

I talked in another post about Daisy’s one-eyed Havachon Sneak Peek, but when I was looking through her pictures recently, I noticed that she’s a Peek-A-Boo Puppy at heart!

She loves being under, behind, or snuggled in something and staying really quiet, then getting all excited when we finally find her. We could swear she’s laughing – “Haha Mommy, I tricked you!” It’s either a game of Peek-A-Boo or Hide and Seek!

The theme for all these photos is peek —– peek —– peek! 🙂



























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