A Day in the Life of Herbert

I have been waiting a long time to have something written about me on the blog. After all it is called Tyson, Karen, Lilly and DON’T FORGET THE DOG. Well apparently I have been forgotten. The only time I am mentioned is part of a side story for Lilly….Lilly, Lilly, Lilly. So, since I have obviously been ignored I decided to do my own blog posting. Here we go…

A Day in the Life of Herbert Harris
6 years old - human years
42 years old - dog years

This is me

Hi, I am Herbert. My family calls me Herbert, Herbie or poopers. I use to be the head honcho here in the Harris household but now I am only ‘the dog’. I start my day off by going potty outside. That’s right, I am a real dog now and I go potty outside on the lawn. After my potty break I come in and stand next to Lilly while she is eating her breakfast. She is really messy and it is my job to clean up whatever she drops, even if I get in trouble for eating people food. 

After Lilly’s breakfast I spend some time sleeping on the couch. I like to sleep on the arm rest, up on the back of the couch like a cat, or on the blanket. If I get too close to Lilly she starts yelling at me…”No, dog, no” and pushes or kicks me out of my spot. She isn’t very nice to me sometimes. That is why whenever she tries to cuddle with me I start growling at her until she goes away. We have a hate/love relationship.  

See hate/love

After my morning nap on the couch I go upstairs and nap in the bed. A dog can never have enough sleep. Once I am done with that nap I am ready to spend some time eating and playing outside. I follow Lilly in and out of the house. I bark at any other dogs that are outside and I chase people that go along the path at the back of the house. I use to be able to get under the fence and really chase after the people on the path. I would give them a good scare. But then my sneak-out spot was found and blocked off.

This is me enjoying the new backyard.



I also spend a lot of time during the afternoon following Lilly around. She often carries around treats. I have to make sure nothing falls on the floor. Every once in awhile she will have something in her hand and if she gets it really close to my face it is my chance to pounce and eat it. I know she would eventually drop it so it is my responsibility to eat it. After I eat it she yells at me again, “No dog no”.

This is how I watch Lilly to make sure she doesn't drop something.

Once Daddy gets home and we all celebrate it is time for more napping. Once Lilly goes to bed I have free rang of the house, I can sleep anywhere I want, and sit on anyone’s lap I want. At bedtime I get to sleep in the big bed. I usually cuddle with Mommy and she likes it.

Without Lilly to bug me I can cuddle with any toy I want.

My hardest time during the day is when everyone has to leave. I get locked upstairs. I have a couple of accidents downstairs and next thing I know my wondering rang is restricted. I do try to be a good dog but I am a Chihuahua – really, what were they expecting?