We think we've heard him 'singing' the music to the Wii* and making the sounds of the boxing game! He got really excited and sang away to Handel's Messiah in school yesterday. : )
While I'm at it, here is Honey!
It is kind of funny to have a dog named the same thing I call my hubby and that he calls me. (we didn't name her) Once in awhile it gets a little confusing.
I always feel like I ought to go and tell new neighbors that I'm not yelling for my husband when I open up the door late at night calling "Hon-ey!!!"
She doesn't always come when called. : )
There was one Sunday morning, when she got out of our yard and we couldn't find her. The whole family was in a panic. We all went our separate ways to look for her. I stood in the middle of the street in a dress and bare feet (lovely!) calling "Honey!!!" (and hoping the neighbors knew that I meant the dog.) Ha ha ~ They were probably glad to see my hubby drive up soon afterwards. ; )
And we were really glad to see Honey show up!
No photo of the fish! But the crazy fun we've had with them is here.
Fishy heart attacks, flushing and a Nemo impersonation. : )
~Becky
6 comments:
Wow, the bird is gorgeous. How long do they live again and has it been hard to take care of him?
I have a cousin that used to call our grandma Honey. I am not sure how it started, except that it was when she was too young to speak properly.
She is a beautiful dog by the way. Just beautiful. And Jimmy is pretty handsome too.
LOL! The Honey story cracked me up. The fish tale too. You know, I had a goldfish and a bunch of guppies and Black Mollies. Over time, the numbers seemed to dwindle. And I thought, "Hmmm, just how many fish did I have in here?" And then we started to see gore. Missing tails. Missing fins. And (gulp) half a fish. We were too slow in catching on. The Goldfish! He was a cannibal. And like Jeff Probst's hit show, he outwitted, outlasted, outplayed every fish in that tank. Every. One! :O
Blessings,
~Toni~
I love the dogs name. Honey. That is priceless. That is too funny yelling for honey late at night to come home.
Growing up, we had a dog named Precious. Yeah. I know. Awww.
Great story. Thanks for the laugh today!
Blessings!
~Sharon~
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