All About Eve

All About Eve...

This is Eve's page...she is my girl.

EVE-INING NEWS

Beach-Bound Hound

(12/28/97)
(ADP FRIPP ISLAND, SC) Due for another road trip, Eve piled into the car and forced her humble owner to drive her down to visit her grandparents in the deep, deep South. She then proceeded to support her proud papa by falling asleep and barking when she had to go out.

Her first venture into the ocean was halted by an inconsiderate wave, which moistened her paws and made further ventures impossible. She did perform her duty in keeping the beach clear of any avian life, barking at all beaked beach bums at a truly startling velocity.

Some detractors were quick to point out that her patrol was heedless of the dolphins swiming just off shore, but photographic evidence was not conclusive , and the charges remain under investigation. Eve's only reply was to redouble her efforts to keep the beach bird free to the best of her ability.

Her reception indoors on the island was equally embroilled in controversy. The biped inhabitants of the house received her with grace and hospitality. In fact, the elderly folk found her antics refreshing, and her spirit irresistable. The quadraped on site, however, did not like this turn of events at all.

"I just got my house back after those four holy terrors left, and then the cats *ick!* finally left me alone here" said a despondant Tucker. "Then SHE arrives..." Eve tried to be friendly, and wrestled, sniffed, and engaged Tucker until both were dog tired. Tucker responded, desperately hoping for rest, somewhat angrily, and relations between the two have not been normalized yet.

Eve Visits Santa Claws!

(12/25/97)
(ADP FALLS CHURCH, VA) "Wonder Dog" Eve went to go visit Santa this Christmas. Despite being a really young little puppy, and being afraid of the big scary fat guy, she was brave (if unhappy) and persevered. Santa, as can be clearly seen in photographs of the epic event, was a bit intimidated by the celebrity of the pooch in his presence, and chose to simply look ahead at the camera instead of asking what she wanted on Christmas.

Eve did not fully understand the significance of the meeting, and was bewildered to find a stocking full of "bark" on Christmas Morning, but managed to find a way to reconcile the confustion...mainly by shoving her face into a large bowl of canned dog food.

New Pooch Recieves Accolades Upon Arrival!

(9/28/97)
(ADP FALLS CHURCH, VA) Eve has arrived! As of Sunday, September 28, Eve has moved to her new home in Falls Church, VA! Miss Eve said through a Spokesman late Sunday night that she was grateful to the papparazzi for giving her the space needed as she makes this transition in her life. It afforded her the luxury of saying farewell and thanks to the family that has taken care of her so far.

The actual ceremony is rumored to have taken place in Charleston, West Virginia, but attendence was limited to a few close friends.

She made the entire trip without incident, apart from looking adorable and enjoying her toys. She spent much of her time idley chewing on a pig's ear while she watched the mountains pass by outside. Her sofa arrives Monday, and she'll be queen pooch from then on.

Inside sources say that the suicide attempt that immediately preceeded the move has been largely overblown in the media; Eve seems to be adjusting well, and looks forward to making new friends in her new home.

Dogs in Virgina, however have mixed responses. Females were seen to throw themselves in front of cars across the region in despair over the new competition among top canines, while males have outdone themselves trying to show off across the state, and along the homecoming route.

EVE-IL DOG PREY
Eve was originally named as a tribute to the mother of all races, as the product of all breeds. She has since earned the name "Eve-il Dog" to which she answers happily. Below, find a chronicle of those objects and entities that have fallen prey to the petulant and pugilistic pooch!

1 Book: Everyone Can Train Their Own Dog
(Disproving the title) 1 Bird (unidentifiable)
(1 disembodied foot and talon)

1 Pair Black Dress Shoes, 30 Years Old (Belonged to Father from his Navy Years) 1 Bird (Starling...I think)
(Witnessed)

1 Dog Leash
(chewed into ribbons) 1 Book: How to Speak German*
(Has given dog a more Teutonic Bark)

1 Dog Collar (Puppy)
(Broken learning the ramifications of being tied up) 1 Book: Eyewitness To History*
(Great book...now spineless)

1 Dog Collar (Adult)
(Broken because she is a slow learner--see above) Bathroom Rug (Small)
(Flat, furry Chew Toy)

1 Carpet & Padding (Hallway)
(Favorite source of digging and chewing) 1 Bathroom Rug (Large)
(Not REALLY her fault...green carpet-like shag looked like grass, so she dug)

1 Sofa Pillow (MESSY)
(Without tearing fabric, but rather unzipping the pillow) 17 Individual Socks
(No pairs gone yet)

3 pair khaki pants
(Clawed by puppy claws when she was happy to see me) 1 Set Bedsheets
(Muddy paws running in from outside)

1 half submarine sandwich (Ambushed Between Mouth & Plate) 1 decorative pillow
(Duck-shaped, now with slightly truncated bill)

1 Pair Brown leather shoes (Rockport) 1 Motorola Pager**

*These items removed by the animal from the bookshelf
**Can't prove this one...but I have my suspicions...

EVE-N CUTER THAN EVER!

Here are just some random photos of Eve with explanations and captions; I've not taken enough photos, and more are to come. I may be the first person to buy a scanner for the sake of the pup!

The poor dear is all sleepy...from what I hear, NOT her natural state!

More playful, and with that "I'm a wild one" look in her eye...

Her life's ambition: Someday, so help her, God, she will drink from that bowl without having to jump up.

Here we have the medieval image of Eve and her best bud Snickers. Notice the distortion of perspective and three dimensions...(Eve is actually larger than Snick)

Eve has a special way of sitting on the floor during playtime!

Eve upstages Snick the Wonder Dog!!! The start of a brilliant career!

1 Book: Everyone Can Train Their Own Dog (Disproving the title)	1 Bird (unidentifiable) (1 disembodied foot and talon)
1 Pair Black Dress Shoes, 30 Years Old (Belonged to Father from his Navy Years)	1 Bird (Starling...I think) (Witnessed)
1 Dog Leash (chewed into ribbons)	1 Book: How to Speak German* (Has given dog a more Teutonic Bark)
1 Dog Collar (Puppy) (Broken learning the ramifications of being tied up)	1 Book: Eyewitness To History* (Great book...now spineless)
1 Dog Collar (Adult) (Broken because she is a slow learner--see above)	Bathroom Rug (Small) (Flat, furry Chew Toy)
1 Carpet & Padding (Hallway) (Favorite source of digging and chewing)	1 Bathroom Rug (Large) (Not REALLY her fault...green carpet-like shag looked like grass, so she dug)
1 Sofa Pillow (MESSY) (Without tearing fabric, but rather unzipping the pillow)	17 Individual Socks (No pairs gone yet)
3 pair khaki pants (Clawed by puppy claws when she was happy to see me)	1 Set Bedsheets (Muddy paws running in from outside)
1 half submarine sandwich (Ambushed Between Mouth & Plate)	1 decorative pillow (Duck-shaped, now with slightly truncated bill)
1 Pair Brown leather shoes (Rockport)	1 Motorola Pager**