Snow Days and Holly Days

Happy Snow Days all you most wonderful puppies! May you all have a wonderful weekend and remember to share your treats. It just feels good to do it.

Little Bally Girl "Little Drummer Boy" Christmas Carol #2

A stack of green you see.
Ba ba ba ba ball.

A new can of them for me.
Ba ba ba ba ball.

The one that's on her knee.
Ba ba ba ba ball.

The sidekick looks at me.
Ba ba ba ba ball.
Ba ba ba ba ball.
Ba ba ba ba ball.

So to bounce and chase.. the
Ba ba ba ba ball.

At the pa - a - ark.
Ba ba ba ba ball.

Baby balls are great.
Ba ba ba ba ball.

They are small but fun.
Ba ba ba ba ball.

I have so many balls.
Ba ba ba ba ball.

That I would give myself.
Ba ba ba ba ball.
Ba ba ba ba ball.
Ba ba ba ba ball.

Shall you bounce for me?
Ba ba ba ba ball.

On my floor!

Mary nodded.
Ba ba ba ba ball.

The Sidekick too kept time.
Ba ba ba ba ball.

I waited patiently .
Ba ba ba ba ball.

It bounced its' best for me.
Ba ba ba ba ball.
Ba ba ba ba ball.
Ba ba ba ba ball.

Then it rolled to me.
Ba ba ba ba ball.

Me and my ball.

Me and my ball.

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(Photo by Auntie TK)

Christmas Carols - Haley Style...

My sidekick has been playing ridiculous amounts of Christmas carols lately...which happens every year and it's okay with me! Bing Crosby seems to be played the most...per usual. Here is my own version (because you know how songs get stuck in my head and then it just becomes a doggy tune.) The song is a classic. Just like my sidekick. I hope you enjoy it. BTW, how do you like my tree? See the balls under there? Huh? See those? Those bad boys are mine. :)

Here is your sing-along option...if you like. Just copy and paste in your browser. sing with Bing!

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=z3rJX3U9yM8


It's Beginning To Look A Lot Like Christmas

I’m beginning to lose a lot of my balls.
Everywhere I go.
Apparently it isn’t hard
Just look in my big back yard.
This morning I found two
beneath the snow!

I’m beginning to miss a lot of my balls.
(My balls)
Smelly, fuzzy ones.
But the balls that I miss the most,
are the ones I swear I left
by my own front door.

A trip to the dog park
So I could smell and I would bark
At the lab who took one away.
Go for a walk
To the end of the block
Where I’d find the one that I laid
Between the shrub
Or near the oak
I really cannot say.

I’m beginning to locate some of my balls.
Even around the house.
There was one underneath the bed.
It used to be white and red.
But now it’s black and furry just like meeeeee.

I’m beginning to wish I had some new balls.
With that new ball smelllllll.
But there will be the old I find
But long after Christmas time
Right within our yard.

Instrumental break
Feel free to break into a Fred Astaire dance here

I’m beginning to wonder about my balls.
Soon the snow will melt.
Right now, the prettiest sight to see
Is the ball on my Christmas tree
Near my own front door.
Yeah it’s Christmas
Once more.

Happy Holidays Puppies!!!