And They Call it Puppy Love

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A Guest Post by Henry

While Cook is distracted with the holiday festivities, and not showing an iota of interest in blogging, I am coming to the rescue. As fortune would have it, I get to write another post. Herewith, is a list detailing how we’ve been spending the holiday thus far.

1. I have been catching up on the news. It goes without saying that there are few things far cuter than a Cavalier King Charles Spaniel. Except, maybe, one sitting upon your lap. I know this because, as you no doubt recall, I am a Cavalier and, as you know very well by now, we, Cavaliers descend from royalty.

Poor Charlie, caught in the middle of a custody dispute. Photo, courtesy of The Daily Mail.

Which must be the reason that Playboy mogul, Hugh Hefner, and his ex-fiancée, Crystal, have been fighting, according to the London Mail, over the custody of their Cavalier, Charlie. Poor Charlie. I suppose that’s what they mean by “puppy love.” Glad it’s not me, for I’d hate to be in the middle of any disagreement, even if it is between a tycoon and a bunny.

2. And now for some pleasant news: I’ve been enjoying good home cooking of late. Cook baked some rather tasty cinnamon rolls and my Lady-in-Waiting made and decorated fancy Christmas cookies. I ate one that looked like a candy cane. Scrumptious!

3. And now, the bad news: Cook broke out in hives this week. She says she was minding her own business, browsing the internet, when suddenly she was overtaken by a burning sensation spreading over her scalp and face and down through her arms. My Lady says she was hot to the touch. To me, she looked like a red tomato with the complexion of a dried sponge. Rather blotchy, if you will. Wish I’d had a camera to snap her photo while she scrambled like a mongoose, pouring cold water on her head and wrapping ice in the kitchen towel to cool her face. Luckily, the Benadryl took effect rather quickly and soon the rash and hives subsided.  All’s well, I suppose. Cook says it was a new medication she’s taking that nearly did her in. I say, what goes around, comes around. Not sure what it means, but it sounds rather clever to me.

Cook baked this cinnamon bread. A tasty morsel, indeed!

4. Everyone went to the cinema–twice–leaving yours truly minding the abode. Luckily, I am good at this, for I am very brave and prepared. Though, I must say, I slept through their absence and, if truth be told, when I’m in a state of repose, I hear virtually nothing. Cook says I’m like a teenager in that way, and can sleep the day away if responsibilities—and Mother Nature—didn’t get in my way. She is quite right.

In any case, the household took the night off and went to see The Adventures of Tintin, which they seem to have enjoyed greatly. My valet said the film was memorable for a dog named Snowy, who absolutely stole the show. I’m not surprised, really, as dogs do like being the center of attention. The other movie they saw was Sherlock Holmes: A Game of Shadows. Cook said she liked it a lot, that it was exciting and funny, too. But I’m not partial to any film that doesn’t have at least one dog in it.

5. My Christmas gift left much to be desired. All I asked for was something to remind me of home. Which is why Cook gave me a box of crumpets and a DVD titled, The Lost Prince. While I enjoyed the crumpets very much (they were divine, with a hint of liver), I was utterly disappointed with the DVD.  Turns out, it wasn’t about a Cavalier at’ll, as I had been led to believe. Instead it was about a human prince who suffers from hemophilia. What was I supposed to do with that, I wonder? I watched it from beginning to end, hoping for a glimpse of my peeps, but there was nary a Cavalier to be seen in any of the scenes.  I prefer last year’s gift of Young Victoria, starring Emily Blunt. Clearly, Queen Victoria was fond of Cavaliers for there were several frolicking in the film. And we do look rather sprightly when we frolic. Which is what makes us so irresistible, I suppose, and which is, no doubt, why Mr. Hefner and Miss Crystal are fighting tooth and nail for the possession of Charlie.  Well, buck up, Charlie! Chin up and all that. Be strong, mate!

6. We have big plans for New Year’s Eve. Cook says she’s going to prepare a sumptuous meal of boiled chicken and rice for me. I am quite beside myself with joy.

My Lady-in-Waiting's holiday cookies. The candy cane cookie was delightful!

Happy New Year, Friends! That means you, Roxy, Bassa, Bongo, Lola, Charlie, Uptown Dog and all my canine friends, wherever you are!

To the rest of you, cheerio!

34 thoughts on “And They Call it Puppy Love”

  1. I suggest you see The Artist. The dog (not a Cavalier, alas) stole the show (He didn’t have to pretend not to speak)

    • I am dying to see The Artist, but it’s not playing here as yet. I love dogs who steal the show. You should see The Adventures of Tintin. That Snowy is awfully cute (also not a Cavalier, alas). 😉

    • Oh, Ellie! I appreciate your kind sentiments. You know, I’m new at this blogging thing so I’m grateful for any insight, advice or inspiration you may offer. Cheerio!

  3. Henry, I was over the moon when mom told me you had another post! How lovely to read about your cookies, your presents, and your bravery at minding the manor while the family was at the cinema! I love how courageous you are! I wish I had cookies this pretty to eat but I’m afraid mom isn’t too fond of baking cookies, unless they’re chocolate chip and we can’t eat those. My holiday was okay but New Year’s Eve was very scary with all the fireworks and firecrackers. I just wanted the noise to stop! How lovely that you got crumpets! I must try those sometime! Hugs for you, Henry!

    • Roxy, Roxy. Your avatar photo exudes adorableness, and you are, indeed, a sight for sore eyes! Fireworks on New Year’s Eve? How rude! Thankfully, I didn’t hear any in these parts where the fog was so thick you could cut it with a knife. A most calm, restful evening. Perfect for a brave canine like myself.

    • Oh, poor Cook had a terrible case of hives. Glad she’s all well now, though. It was touch and go for about five minutes, but luckily my dinner was served that night without any incident–and on time, too!

  6. Happy New Year to you, Henry! I just got home from “camp” last night. It was great to spend New Year’s Eve snuggled on the couch with my people. I’m so glad they didn’t forget me.

  9. Happy New Year, Henry, and to all your human friends & family, too!

    It’s good to know they can count on you to hold down the fort. By the way, how did you learn to write so well? It must be a challenge using those cute little paws on the keyboard.

    • Us royals were born writers. We lead a privileged life. Therefore, everything comes easy to us, including our keen ability as writers. Thank you ever so much, for noticing. 😉

  10. Ah, Henry, you lucky dog — that candy cane looks delicious! I’m glad Cook got over the hives (nasty things, I’ve heard), and that you’ve been enjoying the holidays. Hope you and yours have a wonderful 2012!

    • Don’t the cookies look pretty? Rather tasty, too. There’s one left, in the shape of a mitten and the word is out, that if no one eats it by the strike of midnight tonight, then it’s mine! Keep your fingers crossed for me. 😉

  11. You came back much sooner than expected. Glad to see you again, Henry. I see you’re being taken care of rather well with the cookies and catered meal of boiled chicken and rice. I do hope the Cook is giving you the organic variety. After all, you are royalty and all.

  12. Happy New Year Henry!! Poor Cook – she needs to be well to prepare your New Year’s Eve feast. We are having one today and I am so looking forward to it! Enjoy your chicken 🙂

    • Thanks, Bassa! The chicken is thawing as I write and Cook promises she’s well enough to prepare it for me. The dinner hour is soon approaching but first, she’s to take me on my afternoon constitutional as my valet has the evening off.

      Happy New Year, my friend!

  13. Happy New Year Henry. I love it when you get to blog. I started drooling when I looked at those Christmas treats, but the chicken and rice you’re going to get sounds like the best.

    • Oh, yes, Bongo. Cook knows how to properly boil the chicken and her rice is absolutely fluffy. Maybe next year you can join me for New Year’s Dinner? That would be capital!

  14. I know, the cookies look wonderful!!! That’s all I could focus on at the end. But…oh yes, Henry, your post was great too. I’m glad you had a nice Christmas despite your disappointment in the DVD. It’s good to blog about your disappointments. Get it all off your chest.

    Happy New Year!

    • Yes, it made me feel better to admit my disappointment. But, there’s always next year. I’m already starting my wish list. I hope you have a wonderful new year, too. 🙂

    • Thanks, but I cannot take the credit for these lovely delicacies. Cook’s daughter made those cookies. According to Cook, Sherlock was buckets of fun and dashing adventure. She enjoyed it very much.

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