Happy New Year!

Oh, my!  Another year is here and we have so many great things to see happen in the next year.  The VonHolediggers believe they  will have much success.  We want to have a company that sells dog related items.  We can’t wait.  We also want people to realize that dogs rule!  The VonHolediggers are an unique bunch.  We come from many walks of life but together we are family.  We have many social, personal, and individual issues but we try our best to be the best we can.
We love our fans and anticipate new ones.  We seek to be the best and this New Year we will try to bark less, smile more and love endlessly. 
Thank you family, friends and fans.  The VonHolediggers love you and we will change the dog World one paw at a time.

Cheers, Gezondheid, Salute…

- The VonHolediggers

 “For last year's words belong to last year's language
And next year's words await another voice.”
― T.S. Eliot



The VonHolediggers

Freida explains why she is not maternal

I am sick of hearing I have lost my maternal instinct, that is nonsense.  I am ten years old and not ready to raise anyone’s baby.  I have loved and taken care of my fair share of dogs and cats along the way.  Mr. Garcia, that  cat I practically raised on my own.  He ran away to the old lady down the street.  Then there was Doobie, Tommy kind of ruined that for me.  I used to wash and carry that cat around like I gave birth to him.
Now I will go through the dogs.  We get to Knoxville and mom comes home with Henry and I am like okay I can deal with this.  He was cute and well behaved.  I raised a good one with him.
Next you have George, he doesn’t need any help and after him is Freddie Mercury.  Well here comes Vinnie and Danny  they are such Momma’s Boys it’s not even funny.  I don’t have to do anything there mom has it taken care of.
Okay by the time Barney arrives I am like what a cluster &*%.    You have George and Freddie Mercury thinking they are parents.  Needless to say look at Barney.  He might be a big old boy but he’s kind of a sissy.  Not that there is anything wrong with that. I am going to leave Bogey and Putter out of this because they have not really had much time with us.  But, what I am going to say will be scary for most. Johnny doesn’t stand a chance to be normal.  If he takes away the following from each dog.

Vinnie=Vocal
Danny=Trust issues
Henry= Jumping
George=Pervert
Freddie=Slob
Wally= Street fighting attitude
Barney= Aggressive fence behavior

So, I guess what I am trying to say if Johnny takes the above habits.  Let’s face it we are screwed!
Maybe, I should of come out of retirement and raise the little guy.
-Freeway Freida

Vinnie's Thoughts On Christmas

You can tell by my eyes I am over it.  I am tired and the Christmas Season has gotten out of control.  I am tired of my mom making wreaths, bows,  cleaning for the relatives and writing out an endless amount of Christmas cards.  Like Henry said in an earlier post the Christmas card was another disaster.  We all look like we are piled on each other.  Very unorganized and that little schmuck Johnny stole the show.  I finally fell asleep on Barney and waited for it to end.
I am the President of the Dog World and I have to be put on the back burner for all of this nonsense.  I thought Christmas meant mom and I got to cuddle and watch the Lifetime Christmas movies, play ball, go for walks, and reflect on the past year.  We haven’t even had a chance to make Christmas cookies.
Mom will be off from that JOB after Christmas so we can play.  I can’t wait. 
I want to wish you  all a very Merry Christmas and Happiest of New Years!

Love,
President Vinnie Laine

“Christmas doesn't come from a store, maybe Christmas perhaps means a little bit more....”
-Dr. Seuss

Henry's letter to Santa!

Dear Santa,

I would like a new baseball, room to run, and to have my own bowl.  I am sick of George thinking all bowls are his.  I would also like peace in the World.  I feel by saying that I will get the baseball.  I am just being honest.
Also, I want to thank all my Blogger and Facebook friends.  It’s because of you that I embarrass myself in pictures taken by mom and dad.  I love you all!

-Henry Thomas
 “Honesty is the first chapter of the book wisdom.”
― Thomas Jefferson

Freddie tells the true meaning of Christmas Songs

I was taking a well deserved break the other day.  I was resting on my sofa, listening to a little Christmas music when I became confused.  Let me show you the many reasons.

Lyric one:
I saw Mommy kissing Santa Claus
Underneath the mistletoe last night.

Wouldn't that make mommy a tart?

Lyric two:
All I want for Christmas
Is my two front teeth,
My two front teeth,
See my two front teeth!

Why did that person not have teeth?  Was it a fist fight, illegal drugs, or did that man catch mommy kissing Santa Claus?
 
Lyric three:
I really can't stay - Baby it's cold outside
I've got to go away - Baby it's cold outside
This evening has been - Been hoping that you'd drop in
So very nice - I'll hold your hands, they're just like ice
My mother will start to worry - Beautiful, what's your hurry
My father will be pacing the floor - Listen to the fireplace roar

I am thinking the lady can stay because mommy is kissing Santa Claus and daddy is pacing the floor, chain smoking because he took out that mans two front teeth.

Well I wish everyone a Merry Christmas and when you hear the beautiful sounds of Christmas always remember there is a hidden story or two...

Love,
Freddie Mercury

Love Birds

Bella & Scout

Can't talk long because  President Vinnie is really getting sick of me and how much time I am taking away from him.  But, I want everyone to see where I came from.  Both my parents are black and I am white.  Is that where the expression came from, must of been the mailman's kid?

-Johnny Hilton

The DREADED Christmas Card Photo

Christmas 2008

I am not happy about this what so ever.  I heard the dreaded words ANNUAL CHRISTMAS PICTURE, puke!
It’s that time of year where mom gathers us around for a picture.  Two years ago we had to sit still for an hour with custom bows and  Santa hats.  This year I hear we will be sitting around the Christmas tree.
Out mother starts to get stressed and wants us all to be perfect.  Our dad is just as bad because he participates in such nonsense. 

I have the above picture  to show you how ridiculous this can be.  In this card our beloved Sir Thomas and Birki were still with us.  They knew to cooperate because if not this picture taking could go on forever.  Daddy had to get  35 pound dumbbells  to tie George, Freddie Mercury and  Vinnie in place.  Look how ridiculous they are!  I think Wally was either stoned or sleeping.  That is up in the air.   Vinnie is right though,  looking at this picture Freddie sure did pack on the pounds.   This had to be the worst Christmas card.

Well I am off to prepare myself for another year of insanity in the VonHoledigger house, Merry Christmas to all…

Henry

Johnny Hilton VonHoledigger

 It is against my better judgment to talk about such nonsense.  The parental units did it again and have the nerve to blame someone else.
 Okay this is what I am talking about.  His name is Johnny Hilton VonHoledigger named after my late grandfather, Poppa Bear.  Poppa Bear’s name was John.  Poppa Bear was adopted so his birth name was Hilton.  So there you go.  There is the name of the newest VonHoledigger. He is all white.  His mom was a Sheppard mix and dad a Lab. We were all anticipating the turkey of Thanksgiving  when mom comes home from work  with this little oxygen thief.  Apparently Jason and Tiffany came and put Johnny in moms arms.  Johnny was born in a litter of nine, there was seven black puppies, one yellow and Johnny.  He is a little dirt ball.  
 When he first marched in the house  Barney hid.  Wouldn’t come out of hiding.  Now he and Johnny are buddies.  George thinks he had a baby, he is always washing dirt ball.  The Springer Collection ignored him and now they realize he is not going anywhere so they are mad, Freida doesn’t want to be bothered she lost her maternal instinct along the way,  Freddie could care less and Bogey and Putter hate him because he chases the little black dogs all over the house.  He attached himself on their fur and they give him free piggyback rides down the hall.
 For myself as long is Johnny doesn’t get into my personal space I will be okay.  I just want to thank Jason and Tiffany for taking one more biscuit away from me because it’s one more VonHoledigger I have to share with, Merry Christmas to the two of you…

-Wally