tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-78870135807527072472024-03-12T22:50:45.971-04:00The One & Only LitterTake One: The tails of my first litter.The One and Only Hannahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00806151251348822977noreply@blogger.comBlogger29125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7887013580752707247.post-14295576336132025562009-04-11T20:35:00.002-04:002009-08-18T12:23:08.853-04:00Ready for Prime Time TV!<div align="center"><em><span style="color:#6600cc;">Today was the Harrisburg Kennel Club show, which is a big dealio because the Groups for this show are always televised on Animal Planet. Since puppyhood, it has been a dream of mine to be on TV and here was my chance. (Okay, well, I've already been on TV a couple of times but thats a mere technicality; I'm ready to go again!) There was this small hurdle of making it INTO the group competition. With 8 top winning specials vieing for the spot, I really had to be on my game - chomping on hot dogs and looking pretty. I wasn't sure what to expect and then all of a sudden . . . it HAPPENED! The judge pointed at MOI!!!! </span></em></div><div align="center"><em><span style="color:#6600cc;">Happy Dance! Happy Dance!</span></em></div><div align="center"><em><span style="color:#6600cc;"></span></em></div><div align="center"><em><br /><span style="color:#6600cc;"></span></em></div><div align="center"><em><span style="color:#6600cc;">And so it went. Way to represent in the Group ring!</span></em></div><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371284551938666162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 311px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEheBBaIvOwWEfuWdetL7k5klYzbBr2M6E4kH-834MWgrjwJZVVTvtk1qmyQt2zBqg7CvxOlJ9B-kB5ComQnFTceacgpcj5MzUvZwALeuQ4V8QOkY888zbGWhuayMd-1kZMjf5SZSRt2FvHz/s400/HannahStackExam2atHBGGroupAwesomeon11Apr09.jpg" border="0" /><br /><p align="center"><em><span style="color:#6600cc;">Coming soon to an Animal Planet near YOU! Tune in on Saturday, July 25, 2009 to see ME strutt my stuff!</span></em></p>The One and Only Hannahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00806151251348822977noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7887013580752707247.post-85915250019647701472009-02-11T12:23:00.004-05:002009-02-11T15:22:24.455-05:00Small Victories<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);">Although I continue to lament that puppies were not in my forecast, sometimes things work out for the best. My mom decided to take me to some shows to keep my mind off my missing babies. I skipped Westminster this year with the expectation that I was "expecting" but we did attend the preceding Garden Specialties. I have grown to love dog shows - and the hot dogs that flow so freely and I am pleased to share that "I'm a Winner!" </span></div> <div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-weight: bold;"><br />Can you say,<br />"Best-<span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);">In</span>-Specialty-<span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);">Show</span>-Number Four"?<br /><br /></span></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEikk5H70yUAIqY5PfRWg0nfFRGXXsCLoClbHsT70mo92zSf9Cp3tq8qHx0fbb21vj3N9NM_7kesuS9MZZrbvyOJiTLtEDJ3LxfKFz1ZFwS-XL80dgZJITFe8miFXYQzYcx7uoQH1jq0rFZn/s1600-h/PurpGoldRibbon.gif"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 69px; height: 127px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEikk5H70yUAIqY5PfRWg0nfFRGXXsCLoClbHsT70mo92zSf9Cp3tq8qHx0fbb21vj3N9NM_7kesuS9MZZrbvyOJiTLtEDJ3LxfKFz1ZFwS-XL80dgZJITFe8miFXYQzYcx7uoQH1jq0rFZn/s400/PurpGoldRibbon.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301636786440094386" border="0" /></a><span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);">It was so cool with all the pretty girls and handsome dudes from around the Country and the judge picked me as the prettiest! Best of all my Daddy was there to cheer me on.<br /><br />I'll check back again - but this was just too good to keep to myself.<br /></span><br /><br /></div>The One and Only Hannahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00806151251348822977noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7887013580752707247.post-53874329032419073402008-12-10T18:25:00.002-05:002008-12-10T18:26:28.281-05:00The Verdict Is<span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);">I'm just FAT!</span><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);">Check back in a few months for the next Chapter to the story . . . .</span>The One and Only Hannahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00806151251348822977noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7887013580752707247.post-3432571817026339922008-12-06T21:09:00.007-05:002008-12-07T20:15:29.135-05:00I've Still Got It<span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);">While everyone else is pondering the big "is-she-or-isn't-she" dilemma, I've been having some ponderings of my own. I've been feeling a little slow lately and almost a little down. Just not quite my perky, chipper ole self. So, when the going gets ruff, the ruff go to the dog show . . . and eat hot dogs*. And just to confirm, I've still got it goin' on. I'm One Hot Momma! </span><span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);">(Or is that "Hot Momma-To-Be.") </span><span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);">I know 'cause the Judges gave me a <span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">RED RIBBON</span>.</span><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj1GMYX40ujsRvfHdtOlJGcKZXA614vy0kCNjIHkHweX3iRvx48qL-mv-tXjvyGFaqXvD-Nc7VDEuChLgIqIAdfsNb2yNSAzsFohyphenhyphenEHHaElWSMSl3lSmmQF12zhEeqoS-cOttFLlBj9SogX/s1600-h/RedRibbon.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 302px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj1GMYX40ujsRvfHdtOlJGcKZXA614vy0kCNjIHkHweX3iRvx48qL-mv-tXjvyGFaqXvD-Nc7VDEuChLgIqIAdfsNb2yNSAzsFohyphenhyphenEHHaElWSMSl3lSmmQF12zhEeqoS-cOttFLlBj9SogX/s320/RedRibbon.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276865718526585058" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:180%;">GROUP TWO</span><br /><br /><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-size:100%;" >*I am not a cannibal. "Hot dogs" are not made from canines; it is a term of art referring to "yummie food."</span><span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"> Now, some real dogs <span style="font-style: italic;">can</span> be hot - as in "hubba hubba." Those kind of dogs I flirt with - or I would if I had the chance. My sissy Kayla usually beats me to it.</span><br /></div></div>The One and Only Hannahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00806151251348822977noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7887013580752707247.post-84731653798775245352008-12-04T18:16:00.007-05:002008-12-04T18:33:19.284-05:00Am I or Aren't I?<span style="color:#6600cc;"><em>I know everyone is dying to know... am I PREGNANT or not? Well Dad decided he'd take matters into his own hands, as Mom just isn't reliable these days. He scheduled me for another visit at the VET for Monday, December 8 at 6:30 p.m. for something called an ultrasound. Dad says he already knows, but Mom just can't tell. All I know is that I'm sooo tired these days. Either being beautiful is simply exhausting or I really am pregnant! Uh oh!! Stay tuned...</em></span>The One and Only Hannahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00806151251348822977noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7887013580752707247.post-38685164101937894212008-12-02T16:09:00.002-05:002008-12-02T16:10:03.238-05:00*YAWN*<span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-style: italic;">Sorry that I haven't written more but . . . I'm tired.</span>The One and Only Hannahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00806151251348822977noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7887013580752707247.post-68695168249587887762008-11-24T12:23:00.004-05:002008-11-24T12:49:27.534-05:00There's No Place Like Home<span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);">It was good to be away but it is GREAT to be HOME! MY park. MY Chuck it. Back to MY RULES and being the Queen of all I rule.</span><br /><br /><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);">It was a good thing I packed my . . . shoes.</span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhCYXMnCA4zyF4ZrNhMpK4xRtnapc8zdrDzjEvH7eXZLzmsRC_5JiMdEMDWxyKqbz_GACoBFblE-z7A1qdMHV1G1k9J6MXKq2R1ejRyBE8tkDWoL8Iu_xksuXlziXxcEoYeOQBFVVUkuveN/s1600-h/RubySlippers.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 323px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhCYXMnCA4zyF4ZrNhMpK4xRtnapc8zdrDzjEvH7eXZLzmsRC_5JiMdEMDWxyKqbz_GACoBFblE-z7A1qdMHV1G1k9J6MXKq2R1ejRyBE8tkDWoL8Iu_xksuXlziXxcEoYeOQBFVVUkuveN/s400/RubySlippers.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272277080361847954" border="0" /></a><br /></div>The One and Only Hannahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00806151251348822977noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7887013580752707247.post-53368631315219284172008-11-22T12:51:00.004-05:002008-11-22T13:00:26.471-05:00Lights. Handler. ACTION!<div style="text-align: left; font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);">Our vacation is coming to an end but fun was had by all. We came, we saw, we conquered (or we tried to conquer) and we looked darn good doing it. Here is a highlight reel of sissy looking "darn good."<br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">Now That's One Fast Vizsla!</span><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dxSaE7wGj60-A-PgDiwWD-UOClJw-OPQN_IMyylm_cm0gIVohOpQ0TUCppOMoRxGtI_Os8uicGMdO3Q_pV5kQ' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe><br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">Credits:</span><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Dog in Action: Sissy Kayla</span><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Handler: Auntie Janet</span><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Videographer: Uncle Gary</span><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Cheerleaders: Brother Polo, Cousin Rudy & Auntie D</span><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Missing in Action: Moi <span style="font-style: italic;">(Hey, where the heck was I??)</span></span><br /></div>The One and Only Hannahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00806151251348822977noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7887013580752707247.post-3882189839819108462008-11-20T12:23:00.002-05:002008-11-20T12:37:51.300-05:00Separation Anxiety<span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);">Auntie D. has kept JaegerBaby and O-Doggie away from me . . . until today. She had what we vizsla girls call, "Separation Anxiety." She was anxious that I'd play slap and tickle with them or something. (Humans. So exasperating sometimes.) Finally, the boys are BACK! I was so excited. Boys! Boys! Boys! But . . . I don't get it. No one is interested. I mean, no boys are interested - just Kona.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);">Lets go back a few weeks so that I can refresh your recollection. I am the pretty one. So, why are there no doting boys??? I think Jaeger is just selfish - all about himself and HIS toys. Then there is my sissy, who is flirting with Owe'n. (Ha ha, she was denied too!)</span><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);">Rest easy, Dad. Only girl-on-girl action going on here . . . much to Kayla's dismay!</span>The One and Only Hannahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00806151251348822977noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7887013580752707247.post-63005600941512990952008-11-19T19:35:00.007-05:002008-11-19T22:00:06.957-05:00BULLY SHTICK<span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);">I love bullys. Everyone knows I love bullys. In fact, some even believe I live for bullys. One who shares that belief is my sissy Kayla.<br /><br />After a long day of dog runs, keeping Kona off my back </span><span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);">(Siren is still the best I've ever had)</span><span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);">, and holding down the couch, Auntie D. gave everyone a bul-. It wasn't even a whole bul-LY. It was just BUL. It was a STUB, i</span><span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);">t was short and it was certainly nothing to brag about. </span><span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"> </span><span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"><span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);">(Another "what was she thinking" comes to mind.)</span></span> <span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);">Everyone blinked and *poof* mine was gone. </span><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);">Sissy K. looks out for me in times of need and, boy-oh-boy, was I needin' more! So, we hatched a plan. I was the decoy and got on the couch to share some VTUs as a distraction. Meanwhile, K went into the kitchen and found the box of REAL Hannah sized chews. Thatagirl! She opened the box, pulled two out and brought the contraband into . . . the living room. *sigh* BUSTED.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);">Hmmm, I wonder if that is why Kayla got locked in the basement for an hour . . . .</span>The One and Only Hannahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00806151251348822977noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7887013580752707247.post-89702618041834440542008-11-18T07:26:00.004-05:002008-11-19T19:34:57.214-05:00We're HOT!<span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);">The last two nights, I've shared the bed with my sissy K, Auntie D., BMS and Kona-Bean. Its been nice, cozy and . . . hot. Hey Mom and Dad, I think the girls and I just solved the energy crisis. Four vizslas create an unbelievable amount of VTUs*!</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-size:85%;" >*Vizsla Thermal Units: The quantity of heat generated by a snuggling vizsla.</span>The One and Only Hannahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00806151251348822977noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7887013580752707247.post-76498460046897099722008-11-16T22:10:00.003-05:002008-11-17T22:09:39.392-05:00On the Road Again . . . .<div style="text-align: center;"><div style="text-align: left; font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);">After flying around the ring early in the morning (too early), it was time to get going. We had a little rearranging to do but I managed to grab a seat in business class with my cousin Siren. Here is my mug. Smile for the camera!!<br /></div><span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"><br />I'm an angel; check out my halo!!!</span><span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"></span><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjRmclJ_wVIk-yfOjc83jtPXDomo0icJAJmakwmNUiBOjK4iEBxv0L2ktya9U1s1wMXD0lxo11aHD4hB-K3EEp9GduZGE6EJnp-jXJsXd7mM4maRF-k8OIkbXGSy0sNI6ry5ox-lIt4JS2V/s1600-h/HannahFaceCarRide16Nov08.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 296px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjRmclJ_wVIk-yfOjc83jtPXDomo0icJAJmakwmNUiBOjK4iEBxv0L2ktya9U1s1wMXD0lxo11aHD4hB-K3EEp9GduZGE6EJnp-jXJsXd7mM4maRF-k8OIkbXGSy0sNI6ry5ox-lIt4JS2V/s400/HannahFaceCarRide16Nov08.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269729128219175602" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);">This is my cousin Siren.<br />She doubles well as a pillow as you can clearly see.</span><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgL-IpWrJhoNYOfxOBh-3nXuwDObbVSWSRWZhkiKehPNqrs4kvRURPc3XMiNmcvcWedfy32Vai451AIy58OeEMg7a2eI4Oxq5wL3Fr4sHYPBCB4pqMmGHPjRYDDiIAb6oiyHh0I6gF9WNys/s1600-h/SirenHannahCutOff16Nov08.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 296px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgL-IpWrJhoNYOfxOBh-3nXuwDObbVSWSRWZhkiKehPNqrs4kvRURPc3XMiNmcvcWedfy32Vai451AIy58OeEMg7a2eI4Oxq5wL3Fr4sHYPBCB4pqMmGHPjRYDDiIAb6oiyHh0I6gF9WNys/s400/SirenHannahCutOff16Nov08.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269729124641970274" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-style: italic;">Siren & Me . . . neckin'. Its okay 'cause we're kissing cousins.<br />Hey Auntie D, keep your eyes on the road!!</span><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjOm5sVmheTK6UPo-C_vYwgQzW2gYBAG4NS6fHzrjEmYXKCccikm9chtFrp3MS0jtdw11W9eiogDIujKKjg485xvxAKXPyYSEX7KzxkK1IUF2MYMQfAXp7fThW1jHHRY6CvxFWrLANzdWal/s1600-h/SirenHannahLookCar16Nov08.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 296px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjOm5sVmheTK6UPo-C_vYwgQzW2gYBAG4NS6fHzrjEmYXKCccikm9chtFrp3MS0jtdw11W9eiogDIujKKjg485xvxAKXPyYSEX7KzxkK1IUF2MYMQfAXp7fThW1jHHRY6CvxFWrLANzdWal/s400/SirenHannahLookCar16Nov08.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269727628055449554" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);">Nothing like a good headrest to make a trip more comfortable . . .</span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgIM8XqMr-o-Ko1LnrASzS8g-vToMRi2Fw2vD7LV-_0zc10KBt-0PiG1jM-dPMBdL3zbuCxLcC2tFRKFfNAm5yx7wM1WzC0afanQPhk8XsgNSVPegD3lHcH-aAbztkoNGrlJOz0-xCR7PIr/s1600-h/SirenHannahSnuggleCar16Nov08.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 296px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgIM8XqMr-o-Ko1LnrASzS8g-vToMRi2Fw2vD7LV-_0zc10KBt-0PiG1jM-dPMBdL3zbuCxLcC2tFRKFfNAm5yx7wM1WzC0afanQPhk8XsgNSVPegD3lHcH-aAbztkoNGrlJOz0-xCR7PIr/s400/SirenHannahSnuggleCar16Nov08.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269727085043138194" border="0" /></a><br /></div><div style="text-align: left; color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-style: italic;">We arrived back to our vacation destination and went on a nice run. Ahhhhhhhhhh. The pups played Chase-the-Kona, which was great as they didn't interfere with my moseying.<br /></div><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-style: italic;">PS Siren is the best I've ever had. Tonight I let her have a moment but I think she has an addiction problem and I finally put a stop to her advances.</span>The One and Only Hannahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00806151251348822977noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7887013580752707247.post-65578199604042422912008-11-15T23:32:00.003-05:002008-11-17T15:21:50.075-05:00Eye of the Tiger<span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);">I felt it appropriate to have theme music for today's blog post but couldn't quite manage. I picked the movie Rocky with "Eye of the Tiger" because I think "The Little Engine That Could" hasn't been made into a movie yet.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);">Auntie D and I returned to the ring to have one last go at it. I decided to toss all that fancy stuff out the window as it clearly didn't help. Back to being me - The One and Only Hannah without all the distracting airs. What you see is what you get. And the judge GOT IT! (Doing the Snoopy dance! I got more 'dogs.) Everyone wanted pictures and the paparazzi took a bunch with the loot I grabbed. (More stuff for the closet; there wasn't one freakin' bully in that pile!)</span><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);">The groups were good. I moved, I showed and I even show off a little. In his own way Judge Wash-something said, "I want to see more of that pretty vizsla. Bring her over here." (Okay so he really said, "the Vizsla" but I knew what he meant.) </span><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);">The evening was filled with drama that I don't really know about. After checking in to a new (and much better smelling) hotel. Sissy, Siren and I had a girls night in. We cleaned ears, played hide and seek under the bed sheets, (Kayla was obviously the hider), and even enjoyed a little late night slider (chicken instead of beef). All in all a great day.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);">PS Siren is still the best I've ever had but I am really growing tired of her.</span>The One and Only Hannahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00806151251348822977noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7887013580752707247.post-47153501286396923472008-11-14T17:00:00.005-05:002008-11-17T22:08:19.396-05:00It doesn't pay to be a show off . . . .<span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);">Today I went to a show, this time with my Auntie Debbie. </span><span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"> <span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);">(She is really my Grandma but who wants to be called Granny in their 40s.)</span></span><span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"> Anyway, it has been a while since we teamed up in the ring so I wanted to pull out all the stops to really make her look good for the judge. I gave lots of ears, a wagging tail, and even a mouth dropping freestack but . . . the judge wasn't buying it. </span><span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);">(delete for unlady-like content.)</span><span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"> What a waste of attitude! It doesn't pay to be a show off. (But secretly, those teeny weenies are the bomb.) </span><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);">The agility was good. My sister ran her heart out and my brother got a "Q". Hmm. A new one for me. I know BOB, BOS and AOM but I've never heard of a "Q" (except my other cousin named "Q".) Very happy for the in-laws. At least they got a ribbon!</span><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);">PS - Siren is still the best I've every had. She is INSATIABLE!</span>The One and Only Hannahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00806151251348822977noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7887013580752707247.post-6893673065094517382008-11-13T22:00:00.000-05:002008-11-17T09:22:24.917-05:00Detour<span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);">Sooooooooo, Maryland is going to have to wait. We packed up all the youngsters and detoured to North Carolina to visit my brother and in-laws. YES!!! I love Polo and Rudy.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);">PS Since our arrival, Siren has been *servicing* my every desire. She is the best I've ever had.</span>The One and Only Hannahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00806151251348822977noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7887013580752707247.post-85400083882714107882008-11-13T09:13:00.003-05:002008-11-17T09:18:38.652-05:00ROAD TRIP<span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-style: italic;">I am *finally* getting a real vacation and am bringing my sister, Kayla, with me. It is our usual once-a-year visit with my relatives in Maryland. (I secretly think Kayla is more excited about it than I am!) I hope mom and dad can find something to do with all their extra time.</span>The One and Only Hannahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00806151251348822977noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7887013580752707247.post-35332789429668293382008-11-12T09:09:00.006-05:002008-11-12T09:14:40.941-05:00Excited . . .<div style="text-align: center;"><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);">about my trip to the vet . . .</span><span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"><span style="font-size:130%;">again . . .</span></span><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgbfT3nNPAiAcjYbB8UvSWcCgUaufcO0EwQp9CvP7s200ReqF3X_LIu53HjFmAoZAfwzfgmbL4XXzIxV_SYsxDSW6i0CsAor6ztC3LPX_eO0lwz7E7vVioozsIiFKfGwa95suDY-FVuuHt3/s1600-h/HannahVetWaitingRoom.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgbfT3nNPAiAcjYbB8UvSWcCgUaufcO0EwQp9CvP7s200ReqF3X_LIu53HjFmAoZAfwzfgmbL4XXzIxV_SYsxDSW6i0CsAor6ztC3LPX_eO0lwz7E7vVioozsIiFKfGwa95suDY-FVuuHt3/s400/HannahVetWaitingRoom.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267773301915827666" border="0" /></a><span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-size:180%;" >NOT!</span><br /></div>The One and Only Hannahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00806151251348822977noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7887013580752707247.post-25035079551222902462008-11-10T17:47:00.006-05:002008-11-10T17:53:54.389-05:00*Public Service Announcement*<span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);">For those of you out there reading this and preparing to buy my Christmas gifts, I enjoy Bully Sticks, Salmon treats, (Duck will do in a pinch), ChuckIts, the occasional outfit and designer panties. If the recession is hurting your piggy bank, ear scratches and belly rubs will do too. But girls like me DO NOT LIKE BEING POKED AND PRODDED FROM THE HIND END.</span><span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);">You will now be returned to your regularly scheduled "One" post.</span></span>The One and Only Hannahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00806151251348822977noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7887013580752707247.post-66075759002262738152008-11-10T17:20:00.009-05:002008-11-10T19:03:31.088-05:00Justice in a Box<span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);">My award arrived today and Daddy took me to the vet to pick it up. Take a look . . .</span> . <span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);">It is called "Justice in a Box" and is some kind of "do it yourself" project. (Assembly Required.) </span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh7QQkKR8Z3lDygHZJrQn4fQADu6Fx9K4uwIxuXXuaa08PURuzAcdxzPlMCOPcwZlrmnvcp_8l8IyNBuaF38B7_pkAvardPZt390ydJdTBbu8gGTE6Fj4KlN8Z2HJ2pouleAxzyaAOgStQP/s1600-h/OwenInABox.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 316px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh7QQkKR8Z3lDygHZJrQn4fQADu6Fx9K4uwIxuXXuaa08PURuzAcdxzPlMCOPcwZlrmnvcp_8l8IyNBuaF38B7_pkAvardPZt390ydJdTBbu8gGTE6Fj4KlN8Z2HJ2pouleAxzyaAOgStQP/s400/OwenInABox.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267161323165550162" border="0" /></a><span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);">Where's the pretty paper with the cute little bow? I am a girlie girl, after all.<br /><br />The vet opened the package for me (I have the obvious </span><span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">opposable</span></span><span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"> thumb problem) and pulled out a tube. I was not prepared for what happened next. The "assembly" part happened . . . internally. I mean, IN ME. I mean, it went in the WRONG END OF ME. That is an "exit" area NOT an <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">entrance</span>. <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">Wholly</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">Schmolly</span>. I let Daddy know what I thought of this kind of "gift." A <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">freakin</span>' gag gift - that's what it was. And trust me, I was gagging.</span> <span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"><br /><br />MOMMIEEEEEEE!!!<br /></span>The One and Only Hannahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00806151251348822977noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7887013580752707247.post-11623919072500834842008-11-08T13:45:00.003-05:002008-11-08T13:58:42.572-05:00Holy Drama!<span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);">Mom woke me up early this morning to go visit the vet . . . again. <span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);">(*sigh* I should add this to the earlier "what was she thinking" post.)</span> In the late morning the vet called and apparently my scores qualified me for . . . a little Justice. All I know about "a little Justice" is that pandemonium just let loose in my household. Sheesh, mom. IT'S JUST A TEST SCORE.<br /><br />(Secretly. I can't wait to go pick up my prize!)</span>The One and Only Hannahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00806151251348822977noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7887013580752707247.post-85068499282631015412008-11-07T12:50:00.002-05:002008-11-07T12:52:10.566-05:00On MY Terms<span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);">Its all about timing. Things are moving slowly. Kayla might be the pushy one in the family but I am determined to prove that the World DOES revolve around me - just in case there was any confusion.</span>The One and Only Hannahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00806151251348822977noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7887013580752707247.post-45516537084305161432008-11-05T15:47:00.007-05:002008-11-09T12:11:35.322-05:00SVB<span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);">It seems little progress has been made on the boyfriend front. I guess I need to get to work</span>.<br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-style: italic;">Sweet Sexy and Accomplished SVB ISO fertile VM to consumate heat cycle during the week starting Nov. 9th. Forget the walks on the beach and fine dining. I'll eat anything (bullies are my favorite) and there is nothing like a good snuggle. Resume must include past production history, OFA, DNA and appropriate other tests as needed.</span><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhoLv-3jYDfVV6YSg-jD-25IQ0DXgriLhw41EMgiWTnZ0XfPEHJKmT-lJnLQgwSpLSy7qbpBXXfCtd5I-3ZfuLbBNk03rjjqz53EuTfJ72IqHj4gqorWAe4whMTGSuxyH3MhrXD0VDg5UwL/s1600-h/HannahBOBAshtabula.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 314px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhoLv-3jYDfVV6YSg-jD-25IQ0DXgriLhw41EMgiWTnZ0XfPEHJKmT-lJnLQgwSpLSy7qbpBXXfCtd5I-3ZfuLbBNk03rjjqz53EuTfJ72IqHj4gqorWAe4whMTGSuxyH3MhrXD0VDg5UwL/s400/HannahBOBAshtabula.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266706464649843666" border="0" /></a><span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-style: italic;">Pedigreed Only Considered.</span>The One and Only Hannahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00806151251348822977noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7887013580752707247.post-66619415646088589762008-11-03T16:51:00.003-05:002008-11-03T19:17:25.759-05:00Rollin' Rollin' Rollin'<span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);">This afternoon we parked, as we do every day. And boy, was it FUN! The farmer put down some fresh fertilizer. (My mom has another word for it - something about dropping chickens but I didn't see any chickens. I think it is a bad word, though - and not appropriate for blogging). Anyway, my sissy Kayla and I rolled and rolled and rolled. And now . . . I . . . smell . . . FABULOUS.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);">Look out boys, I got the 'fume on. </span>The One and Only Hannahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00806151251348822977noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7887013580752707247.post-90094699926139104722008-11-03T12:44:00.006-05:002008-11-03T16:12:52.272-05:00Poker<span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);">Well, to be entirely accurate, the word is poke-me. </span> <span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"><br /><br />Today merited a trip to the vet. Not quite sure why as I am in superb health (and well dressed to boot, as you already have noticed). Anyway, I not only got poked at the vet but . . . I thought the puppies were going to arrive before the vet did. In the spirit of making lemonade out of lemons, I took the opportunity to take a dog nap (as opposed to a cat nap). *YAWN*<br /><br />Well, thanks for checking in. I think I will go hold the couch down until it is time to PARK.</span>The One and Only Hannahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00806151251348822977noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7887013580752707247.post-68019174469050511472008-11-02T14:52:00.008-05:002008-11-03T16:35:59.807-05:00Wooo Hoooo! Go Mommie!<span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);">(Sorry 'bout the delay in posting. I'm not on speaking terms with my mom because she went to two more dog shows without me . . . and won. It is demoralizing. She might be the "vizsla queen" but I'm the pretty one on the end of the lead and she shouldn't forget that!)</span><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);">Ahh, but I digress. I have great news to share. Today my brother Polo earned an agility title, which is great for him but the best part is that qualified my REAL mommie - <a style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);" href="http://www.tivoliz.com/Erin.html">Erin</a> - for her Registry of Merit. Erin left a great mark on the vizsla breed, a larger one on hearts of everyone in my family and without her - I wouldn't exist. She left us too early after a tragic accident but she is always in my thoughts. I love you Mommie Erin and I hope I did you proud. Now to get to work on your grandpups . . . . (Oh yeah, and my nephew Seamus became a champion today too. Stealing my thunder. arrrummppphhh) </span>The One and Only Hannahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00806151251348822977noreply@blogger.com0