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What’s In a Name?

Have you ever noticed all the crazy names you call your pets sometimes? Maybe it’s just me, but I tend to use all kinds of silly terms of endearment much more often than I use Sadie’s actual name. Scientists say that the average dog can learn about 150 words. I feel like I’ve probably used up at least half of that with all of the silly names I call Sadie. Today I’ve decided to share a list of some of the nicknames I use for my dog.

Sadie Pooh

Sadie Lady

Doodle Bug (I hate bugs more than I can explain, so I have no idea why I sometimes think it’s cute to call my dog a bug)

Love Bug

Sadie Bug

Doodle Bear (Remember that toy? I used to love it as a kid and every time I call Sadie that the commercial jingle plays in my head)

Snickerdoodle

Yorkie Doodle

Poodle Poo

Yorkie Doodle Doo

Lovey

Lovey Dovey

Lovey Doodle

Schnoodle

Poodle Pie

Peanut

Peanuty Buddy

Munchkin (which is Sadie’s official middle name as it was the name the breeder called her)

Little One

Little Love

Little Baby

Little Miss

Missy Poo

Princess

Pupster

Puppup

Pups

Puppy Doodle

Sade

Sadesie

Doggie Doodle

Sniffy

Little Miss Sniffer

Little Woofer

Cutie Pie

Cutie Poo

What crazy names do you call your pets?

This post is part of the BlogPaws Wordless Wednesday blog hop.

This post is also part of The Daily Post‘s weekly photo challenges. This week’s theme is Names.

Favorite

This week’s theme for the Pet Photo Challenge is favorite. Anyone who has read this blog before knows there is one obvious choice for the word favorite – Sadie’s little squeaky soccer balls. As you can see, I frequently give in to the cute little puppy face and give Sadie a new favorite ball.

This post is part of 2016 Pet Photo Challenge hosted by Six Legs Are Better Than Two.

This post is also part of the Pet Parade blog hop hosted by Rascal and Rocco, Bionic Basil, Love Is Being Owned By a Husky, and M.K. Clinton.

Happily Exhausted

Sadie and I are happily exhausted after a fun and busy holiday weekend. On Friday Sadie got to meet some new relatives, went to work at the office, spent time with an old friend, and saw her first fireworks. Sadie has heard fireworks before and is not bothered by loud noises, so I decided to bring her with me when a friend and I went to a good fireworks viewing spot. It went very well; the fireworks were pretty, Sadie was happy to be outside, and didn’t care at all about the noise. She was mostly confused about why my friend and I were staring at the sky for so long. On the Fourth Sadie spent the day at her first barbecue. She met lots of new people and got to explore a whole new backyard. She was a bit nervous around so many people, mostly hanging out around my feet, then suddenly got very friendly when the grilled chicken was brought to the table. On Sunday Sadie and I went to a brand new park, which involved quite a bit of hiking and frolicking through nature. Unfortunately that nature included a muddy stream, so we ended our holiday weekend in the bathtub.

This post is part of the Monday Mischief Pet Blog hop hosted by Snoopy’s Dog Blog, Alfie’s Blog, and My Brown Newfies.

The Wagon Wheel

Sadie encountered this giant wagon’s wheel on a recent walk we took near an old mansion. When I asked her to pose next to it for a photo, Sadie kept looking up at the wheel over her shoulder. I couldn’t help but smile at how cute and inquisitive Sadie was acting, as if she was trying to figure out what the heck you could do with a giant wheel.

This post is part of Nola and Sugar‘s Black and White Sunday blog hop.

Flashback Friday Door Drama

When Sadie was a puppy, she would follow me everywhere. There was no such thing as privacy in my house. Of course that was to be expected with a new puppy and I enjoyed the constant companionship. There was just one problem – Sadie absolutely hated closed doors. As soon as she heard a door close, Sadie would go running to see who was trying to keep her out and why. She would cry and scratch at bathroom doors, bedroom doors, even closet doors. It was like she was afraid that if a door was closed, then she was missing something exciting on the other side.
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