The love/hate relationship between three-legged dogs and a small purple dinosaur.
New KillBarney Tour Map shows traveling Barney Doll visits with Tripawds members.
Where, oh where has Barney gone?
Only Gerry knows, unless another Tripawds member is keeping a secret. But, where has Barney been? That’s easy!
Just check out the KillBarney Tour Map to see where Barney has been!
Complete with links to posts from all his visits, this map will track Barney and be updated each time we find out where he is. Stay tuned for the next stop in Barney’s Traveling Tripawds Adventure.
This just in from GerrysMom…
Whew! Sorry this took so long folks, but Barney has been with us here this whole time, in chilly Madison, Wisconsin. And he has charmed yet another tripawd into letting him live another day (er, week).
If his tour had begun a few months earlier, and Yoda had received him, well Barney would be a dino-skin rug by now, no question. De-stuffing stuffed animals was probably Yoda’s third favorite activity after chasing/catching real live animals and playing with/devouring tennis balls. But Gerry is content simply to carry. He ain’t heavy, says Gerry, he’s my Barney.
And so Gerry carried Barney on at least one walk per day, usually two. He was fair and didn’t ignore his other toys, but kept in mind that Barney was only on loan, so the purple dinosaur got priority play-time. The most damage Gerry did was pull of part of an already partially pulled-off tag. I am pleased to note that Barney was made in America. Well done, Barney.
We have a small video tribute in honor of Barney’s visit. Our apologies that the music will probably turn out a little wobbly, as usual:
I’m afraid it was so cold here that we didn’t attempt any exciting trips with our houseguest. However, in honor of Nova, who sent us Barney, in part, because her family are fans of Madison’s Great Dane Pubs, I did take Barney there for a photo op. For Nova, I was willing to walk around with a Barney doll in public, and hold him up in the air (attracting plenty of attention) to take that photo. I just think that should be noted…
It was worth any embarrassment, however, because while outside the Great Dane Pub, I feel I received a sign regarding who shall receive it next. If this person declines at this time, no worries, I will pretend I actually received a different sign and none of you will ever know.
Oh, I should note that swapping spit with Nova on the Barney doll caused him to have some Great Dane moments. He sat on my lap one day after playing with Barney, and then crawled into my lap a little while later, reminding me of those adorable pictures of Puppy Nova. So, if subsequent receivers of Barney see their tripawd start carrying shoes, or knocking things off the coffee table with their tail, or growing black spots on their tongue – no worries! – that’s just Gerry’s DNA rubbing off. It’s probably temporary.
Thanks for the visit Barney and dogspeed in your future travels!
~ GerrysMom & Gerry
PS: I think Spirit Yoda must have been offing hunting wabbits all week, otherwise he would have talked Gerry into de-stuffing Barney.
The Killbarney Tour takes Barney to Linden, MI for an Appearance with Queen Nova of Tripawds.
Barney Surfaces in Linden, MI for an Appearance with the Queen
Hey! It’s Barney here. Boy, that Caira Sue the Batdog really did a number on me. I couldn’t wait to get out of California. Levitating, being torn limb from limb, and being passed over for a silly tennis ball was NOT FUN. But I was worried. When Caira Sue’s mom was packing me up in the box, I heard Caira Sue say, “Mom, please send that silly purple dinosaur far, far, away. Someplace cold and yucky, awful, to a state where no one would EVER want to live.” I knew that Caira Sue’s mom was really smart, because she said she knew just the place. But of course she did not tell me, I just heard her write the address on the box when I was inside.
I went on a very long ride on an airplane across the country and landed in Flint, MI. I couldn’t think of any Tripawds that lived in Flint, so wondered where I might end up. But I could tell this place was cold, wet, dreary. I rode around in a mail truck all day and was deposited in the garage of some house in the country in a small town called Linden, where I sat all day until the owners came home. I heard the knife start to cut the box and started to cringe. Oh gosh, oh gee, this place was going to be AWFUL, I just knew it.
The box opened and there was a friendly lady’s face smiling at me. Whew! But then suddenly these two MONSTERS appeared, these two huge slobbering BEASTS. I had never seen dogs so HUGE. One had four legs and was sizing me up like she was ready to eat me right then and there. The other, the 3-legged awful, hairy beast with a head the size of Texas buried her face in my chest, trying to drown me in slobber and lick me to death. Ohhhhhh noooooo! I knew this just had to be the end. She must be just trying to soften me up to swallow me whole.
“Barney,” the lady said, “Meet my Great Danes Emmy and Nova. Nova is a Tripawd, but she is blind, so she is going to want to lick and sniff you to get to know you.” Oh man. You should have seen it. These monstrous beasts had the biggest, most awful-looking fangs ever. Their heads were enormous. My whole body could fit in their mouths. I was sure they were going to eat me right then and there.
“Don’t worry, Barney,” said the man. “We call these girls the “House Cats”. They may look scary to you, but you will find them to be the most loving, gentle beasts you will ever meet.” REEEALLLLYYY! HA! Well, poo poo on you, Caira Sue! You thought you were sending me to a horrible place, and your Mom was only half right. True, Michigan in general pretty much sucks. Yet hidden there is this quiet country town, nestled in a peaceful pine forest, a little ray of sunshine shines on a big ‘ol hunk of burning Barney love named NOVA. Nah, nah, nah, nah, NAH, nah!!
Nova snatched me up right away and went hopping off. “Oh Barney, I love you, I love you, I love you!” she said, “I can’t wait for you to meet all my stuffy friends, my jackelope, my lion, bear, bunny rabbit, moose, and more. I’m gonna kiss you, and hug you, and squeeze you, and love you, share my bones with you, we’re gonna take naps together, and we’ll be the bestest of friends forever and ever!”
This was MY kind of Tripawd!
Somebody told me once that Nova was known as the Queen… Queen Nova of Tripawds. We’ll they weren’t kidding. This Tripawd lives high on the hog and spends much of her day sitting on her throne (more like reclining on it), surrounded by her subjects (all the stuffed animals listed above), served her food in raised silver bowls, and has her own lady-in-waiting who caters to her every need. Nova just talks or howls when she needs something, and the lady comes running in to give her special eyedrops and medicines all the time, and these special wonder pills with cancer-killing mushrooms in them. That Nova’s got this lady wrapped around her finger!
A grumpy teenager saw me, and started to rib Nova. “You are the QUEEN, Nova! You must do what Queens do, which is say “Off with his head!” Nova would have nothing of it, though. I think she was already in love with me! “Oh fine, Nova, get involved with a commoner then. Next thing you know you’ll be abdicating your throne for the dinosaur you love,” he snickered as he stalked off. Nova told me to not mind him. Her brother had a bad experience with me when his Mom would make him watch my videos all the time when he was little.
Nova wanted to take me EVERYWHERE, even outside to go potty. Apparently, her usual custom is to drop her stuffy at the door before going outside, but she insisted on carrying me in her mouth outside while she did her business. Ooooooookay! Then she took me to her private quarters (aka her brother’s bunk bed) and we spent some private time together, away from all the other stuffies. Can you imagine? We just MET and already I am in the Queen’s bed. I could tell the other stuffies were sooooo jealous. I just KNEW that this was the type of woman who loved to hear “I love you” on a first date!
The only trouble now is that I am not sure Nova is ever going let me leave. She told me she wants to keep me as a permanent member of her court, which we both know is not what’s meant to be. I heard her lady-in-waiting telling her that soon I will need to move on to other Tripawds. I am a travelin’ man, you know. Nova understands although I can tell her heart is broken. We really had something going. But duty calls, to both of us. Her duty is to be Queen, and mine is to meet, love, and be abused by as many Tripawds as I can.
Nova and I had one last sweet night together that we both will treasure forever. And she told me that she knew just the perfect place to send me next. So I will be hitting the road very, very soon.
Thanks for the wonderful memories, sweet Queen Nova! All Hail Queen Nova! Dog Save the Queen!
Caira Sue plays plays with Barney at Sherman Island
The first stop on the Killbarney Tour was a visit to the beach with Caira Sue in California …
Caira Sue received a coffee pot in the mail. It wasn’t really a coffee pot. It was Barney, hiding in a coffee pot box!
Barney came to visit us, so we thought we would take him to one of Caira’s favorite places to go. Sherman Island.
I don’t think he realized Caira Sue was going too. He attempted to hide a few times, but she found him anyway. At one point it looked like Adam and she were going to pull that guy from limb to limb! Another time it appeared that Caira was heading into the water to drown him. Poor Barney. But then something amazing happened – Barney levitated! No really! He did!
Caira finally lost interest in Barney and started playing with her ball…Barney got to sit on the sidelines and watch…I think I heard him sigh with relief.
He may have sighed too soon, however. When we were almost to the car, Caira grabbed Barney from my hands and ran across the street to the rocks! It was like she was saying “This creature isn’t getting back in the car with us!!!” She bounced him all over the rocks, and had Adam and I laughing til tears were coming down our faces. It was the funniest thing, ever!
Adam said that we now understand why the blog is called Killbarney.
Who’s next?
Barney Tour begins with Tripawds members around the world,
Barney has some exciting news about a fun feature coming soon to the Killbarney blog … Barney’s tour is about to begin!
Stay tuned for guest posts featuring one of Jerry’s favorite Barney dolls in photos with Tripawds members around the world. Barney’s first stop was a recent visit with Caira Sue. And we hear those two had some fun on the beach. Stay tuned for details!
Where will Barney end up next? Only Caira Sue knows! But once he gets there, we’ll be sure to let you know here. Here’s how it works… whoever receives Barney must send us a photo of him together with their tripawd. Include a few words about the visit, and we’ll publish a Killbarney post about the adventure. Tripawds Bloggers can then follow up with more photos and details about the visit in their own blog.
They must then forward Barney onto another Tripawds member, in a timely manner. Simply send someone a PM (Private Message) in the forums to see if they’re interested and get their mailing address. Inside the box is a journal for keeping track of where Barney has been.
Over time, we will all get to see Barney with Tripawds members everywhere. And we’ll see how he holds up! If Barney loses a limb – or two– it’s noting a little needle and thread can’t fix before he gets back in the box.
Once we post the photos here in the Killbarney blog, members with their own blogs should post a follow-up with additional details and more photos, linking back to the original Killbarney post. Any questions?
OK. For clarification then, we present…
*Once a few trinkets are in the box, we could treat this like a geo cache with each new host keeping an item and replacing it with something of their own. We don’t want that box getting too heavy!