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I’m so excited about this that it was hard for me to wait to show you!

My friends who have been reading this blog for quite some time are aware that one of my nicknames is the “Princess Puppy.” I really would prefer being called “her royal highness the Princess Puppy,” but so far my parents haven’t bought into that. (If you type the word “Princess” into the search box at the bottom of my blog, you can read some of the posts about my title.)

Anyhow, moving right along. Sometimes, like in the fairy tales, the person who is a princess didn’t start off as a princess, like the story of Cinderella, or even maybe Princess Diana. Maybe they wished deep inside their hearts that one day they would grow up and become one. [OK, for guys, that would be like the little boy who was ignored by his family or thought of as “stupid” by his friends growing up to the the CEO of a large corporation where everyone looked up to him.] That’s kinda how my story goes….

Once upon a time, like in 2008, there was a little puppy named “Behr Behr.” Behr Behr had a wonderful fur mom who adored her and fawned over her tenderly. Then her fur mom, who’s name, coincidentally is “Magic”, entrusted her into the hands of her new parents that don’t have fur. They saw the beauty in her right away, and even began calling her “princess” as a small pup. They bought her lots of toys, took her on trips, and had a fun time with her. She loved (loves) her home with them.

There was one little glitch, tho. Everywhere she went, others would say, “what kind of dog is that?? She looks so funny”, which hurt her little puppy feelings.

She would think, “Well I’m a princess Dane puppy, silly people. Can’t you tell?” One little girl even called her a deer because of the white tape on her ears. Deer?!? This was getting embarrassing! Then there was the time the vet taped her ears so that she looked like the flying nun and she had to wear a disguise everytime she went anywhere.

Well, the little princess puppy’s parents started taking her to different vets to see if anyone could help her with her funny ears. Each time they went to a vet place, they would walk out saying, “No, not this one. This is not the one we could trust with our little Behr Behr.” It’s kind of like the prince trying the shoe on one girl after another until he found the right fit and knew he had “the one.” Finally, they went to a place called the “Arrow Animal Hospital” and met the vet named Dr. Vinod Jayani (Patel). He was wonderful indeed, and they knew they had found the one for Behr Behr.

Dr. Jayani fixed her funny ears that only stood half way, and everything went absolutely smoothly. The whole staff treated her like the princess that she was, and she liked them a whole bunch. In fact, she likes to go there.. They are all SO NICE to her, and she got the “royal treatment” she deserved every time she went there. This doctor is amazing, and everything he does is top notch! He turned the Yoda ears into beautiful Dane puppy princess ears!!!! Yippeee!!

THANK YOU Dr. Jayani !!!!!! You restored my dignity and made me beautiful again!!!!

Now everywhere that the Princess Behr Behr goes, people say, “Oh, what a beautiful dane puppy!” And now Behr Behr can hold her head high and be proud. Don’t you love the graceful new look of her ears now?

As a side note: Dr. Jayani did not even know I was going to thank him publicly like this in advance, so I was getting the same wonderful treatment he gives all of his dogs. He has done some amazing re-crops as well as original crops. His office and staff are totally outstanding, and I highly recommend him to anyone.

Also, I was well taken care of so that I had minimal discomfort thoughout the whole ordeal. Mainly I had a lot of itching as the newly altered edges healed, but I had medicine to help with the itching even.

Now I’m mainly waiting for the hair to grow back on my ears, and I still have some tape so the tips won’t curl while they are getting used to their new shape. It was a little early to post the photos, but I couldn’t wait 🙂

♥ Princess Behr Behr, the one with beautiful princess ears now 🙂

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I’ve been learning some fun new things. Remember how I told you I love to pronk, like a gazelle? Well, this is really cool! I’ve figured out that if I slow myself down while in the air , and change the angle of my leap, I can actually HOVER!!!

Yipeeee! I’m an official Hover Dog  now! Those silly flying nun ears of mine make great wing flaps, too.

Check out my photos, and you’ll see I can hover at a pretty good altitude for a dane puppy. Maybe even as high as Falcor in the “Neverending Story”, but I’m cuter!! OK, so my landing is a little sloppy sometimes, but I’m still learning how to get the angle of my ear flaps correct for a smoother touchdown. Hey, I’m just a pup.

Actually, mom said I’m not supposed to be jumping around so much, but that maybe when I’m a little older I will be able to compete in jumping. Now THAT’S something I’d really like to do! Maybe I am part antelope afterall. Hmmmm. Would that make me a “dane-alope?”

♥ Behr Behr, the danealope hover dog 🙂

Yay!! The city we live in just opened it’s first dog park, and just after I finished my puppy shots. Good timing! Mom and Dad took me over there to check it out. Since they have separate park sections for big dogs, that’s where I went. I was scared of all the big dogs running around and barking, so I stayed glued to Mom and Dad and my cousins (both human and fur).

Finally, someone my size came over to meet me, and we quickly became good friends! This is Butch and me. He’s a full grown boxer. Gives you an idea what my size is at 17 weeks.

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At least Butch didn’t laugh at my flying nun ears. In fact, his looked pretty silly sometimes, too. 🙂

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We raced around a whole bunch. Wow! The rules are different here, and I’m actually allowed to bite!

Help, Dad! Butch is biting my face!!!

 

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I think I’m going to have to keep coming to this park so I can play rough and run without being tied to my parents with that silly leash of theirs. My kind of place

Behr Behr

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Well, since it’s a bit embarrassing to be looking like the flying nun, I
decided that I should go incognito whenever I’m out in public. For the time being, I’ll just have to wear my shades.  Only my closest
of friends (like you) will know my true identity.  It’s me, the puppy princess, and NO, I’m not the flying nun! 

 

Shhhhhh.  Don’t tell anybody it’s me, tho,  Ok?  Only you and I know my real identity.  The rest of the world can keep on thinking I’m that silly flying nun.

 

Behr Behr, the puppy princess, incognito.  Shhhhh.

 

 


I just don’t know what I’m going to do with my parents. I mean, I’m trying to be tolerant of their strange antics, but sometimes they really push it. Like today.

It was off to the vet place again, even tho I’m not sick. I heard them mention something about a pocket in my ear and something about collapsing or something. Who knows what that means. Ok, fine. So the vet person put some new tape on my ears to fix it. Whatever. If it makes them happy, I guess it’s ok.

Then we walk outside to the car and I notice that instead of people rushing up to me saying, “Oh what a cute puppy!! Can I pet her?” they were walking on the other side of the sidewalk like I had leprosy or something. I could hear them snickering. I began to get worried. Oh no, what have they done to me now?

There was whispering. Words like, “flying nun” and “Sally somebody or other.” Now I was REALLY worried. Was she even a great dane??

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(photo source: http://www.tvguide.com/tvshows/the-flying-nun/100469)

I got home and looked these words up on the internet and I did NOT like what I found!! When I looked in the mirror, I was horrified! And then there was the photo of the nuns on Wikipedia. Oh dear.

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(nun photo source:http://kingdomofstyle.typepad.co.uk/my_weblog/2012/08/if-its-august.html)

Now, notice what a cute , innocent face I have. Why would they dress me up like a nun? They don’t look happy either.

To “save face”, if you will, I had to practice trying to at least smile like this flying nun did. Frankly, I don’t think she looks real happy about the hat thing either, and the smile is rather weak. Kind of like mine.

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(nun photo source: unknown)

The flying nun, huh? I don’t think so. I used to pretend I could fly, using my ears when I was real little, but not now. I’m more like the Flying None now.

♥ Behr Behr, AKA “flying none

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