Tag: Kill Barney Tour

Abby here again. I’m pretty bummed out today. My mom fixed Barney up and we put him in a new box (the box he came in was looking a little worse for wear).

Mom bandaged him up the best she could. She put antibiotic cream on some of the deeper booboos I gave him. (Like the one on his butt! Ha!) She gave him some Tylenol PM so he’ll sleep on the way there.

Mom wanted to take a picture of him with his mementos from the trip. Not sure if mementos means the stuff we bought him at the zoo (a picture frame, a post card and a panda bear pin) or the wounds I inflicted on him… Anyway, while she was busy with her camera taking her mementos shot, I tried to sneak in and grab him one last time! See my head there:

I am very sad to see Barney go, but Mom gave me the box he came in to play with and it is super stinky, just like Barney, so I guess that’s the next best thing.

Now he is on his way to some other Tripawd who gets to have the fun of chewing on him. (Man, I am SO jealous!) But I’m not sayin’ where he’s going! I’m the only one who knows and you are just going to have to wait to find out!

Bye bye Barney! It was fun while it lasted!

Abby here, and it is time for the moment I know you’ve been waiting for. I know I was sure waiting for it anyway! It took my mom a whole week to completely get Barney relaxed enough to let his guard down. After his spaw day and his trip to the zoo, we brought him along to my favorite place in the world, Fiesta Island.

Here he is enjoying the view.

He pretended to be a lifeguard, like I did that one time. He still suspected nothing! (Even though I sorta tried to get him when he was in the lifeguard chair…)

Then, Mom sat him down and explained to him what was really going on, and she recorded it so if you click on the link below you can see what happened!

Barney Learns the Truth

Okay, I admit it took me a little while to get into the whole KILL Barney spirit. But once I really got a good taste of him… Oh boy! I really wanted to KILL him! Here is a short list of the places I munched on him:

Then my mom took him away!

I wasn’t too happy about that.

Mom documented the damage I did:

I wish I could really kill him, but Mom says she has to fix him up good as new and make his booboos feel better so that he can go someplace else. …But I saw her ordering me a Barney all my own from a place called something like AmazingOn. It really is going to be amazing when I get my own Barney! I’m going to totally kill him!!!

I am sad to see the stinky Barney go, but my mom says we have to share. I don’t really like to share, but at least I’ll have my own Barney soon. And no one knows where he is going next! Look out for him. He’ll turn up somewhere else one of these days! And maybe whoever gets him next can finish the job I started!

Kisses to everybody, especially the cute boy dogs!
Abby

I just did a post on my other blog [I keep two blogs for Abby because: it’s easier for my non-tripawd family/friends to comment on the other one, sometimes I blog off topic, sometimes I have to explain things about Abby’s treatment to those folks that don’t need to be explained over here, etc. etc.]. Anyway, the post was an attempt to explain why a … let’s just say grown (also put my age in there!) woman is playing with a stinky stuffed purple dinosaur this week. A family member said I have “too much time on my hands” and even if it was said jokingly, I’m sure they did wonder about my sanity when I was so excited to hear Barney was coming to visit us.

After writing about what Barney means to us on my other blog, I thought maybe some of the newer members of the Tripawd family might also wonder what all this stuff is about Barney, so, rather than repeat myself, you can read what I wrote here. But I also wanted to add that I think the best thing about getting Barney is the journal that comes with him. It’s both inspiring and heartbreaking to read the stories of the other Tripawds that have hosted Barney before. It really makes you feel even closer to the Tripawds family.

It really has been an honor to host the little purple moron.

But it doesn’t mean Abby isn’t going to attempt to tear him limb from limb. But that will be a subject for my next post…

Abby here again. Barney still does not have any clue what me and my mom are up to. Shhhhhh! Don’t tell him!!!

My mom and my aunt took him to the zoo to continue the charade that he is just in San Diego to see the sites. He totally fell for it. They said he had a mostly fun time.

After the zoo, they even took him to Balboa Park. Give me a break! The zoo was bad enough. What’s that stupid dino going to do at a bunch of museums?? But mom says you can’t come to San Diego without going to Balboa Park. (At least that’s what mom said out loud for Barney to hear… Then she whispered in my ear that I can get him REAL SOON.)

Seriously, I’m getting sick of seeing Barney have such a good time. But mom says it’s all part of the plan. She says it’s going to make it that much worse when I ATTACK! I sure hope so, cuz I can’t wait! Stayed tuned, cuz it’s going to be PAWSOME!!

Normally my mom, Jackie, writes these things, but today, I’m taking over. Yep, it’s me – Abby, super model tripawd girl! Mom says she is sorry we haven’t posted on here in a while, but she has another blog too and she forgets to update them both! Anyway, something super exciting has happened! A few days after my 2nd birthday, I got the bestest present! (Am I overusing these exclamation points??! I don’t think so!!!!) It was a box full of fun things and a super stinky purple dino! My mom introduced us and said his name is Barney.

I’ll let the pictures tell the story: