Tuesday, April 30, 2013

I am sad...

On Sunday, my internet friend, The Fabulous But Wicked HookyCat crossed over Rainbow Bridge. He was sixteen.

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He always had an encouraging word. He also egged me on to be a little naughty.
(Which for me, isn't a stretch)
He leaves behind two loving parents and four furry siblings to carry on his fabulous and wicked ways. But I will miss him.

Goodbye my friend.

Just this side of heaven is a place called Rainbow Bridge.
When an animal dies that has been especially close to someone here, that pet goes to Rainbow Bridge. There are meadows and hills for all of our special friends so they can run and play together. There is plenty of food, water and sunshine, and our friends are warm and comfortable.

All the animals who had been ill and old are restored to health and vigor. Those who were hurt or maimed are made whole and strong again, just as we remember them in our dreams of days and times gone by. The animals are happy and content, except for one small thing; they each miss someone very special to them, who had to be left behind.
They all run and play together, but the day comes when one suddenly stops and looks into the distance. His bright eyes are intent. His eager body quivers. Suddenly he begins to run from the group, flying over the green grass, his legs carrying him faster and faster.

You have been spotted, and when you and your special friend finally meet, you cling together in joyous reunion, never to be parted again. The happy kisses rain upon your face; your hands again caress the beloved head, and you look once more into the trusting eyes of your pet, so long gone from your life but never absent from your heart.

Then you cross Rainbow Bridge together.

Author Unknown

Friday, April 26, 2013

The hills are alive with the sound of music!

How I love being outside!!!
I feel like Julie Andrews!
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But I'm not on a Bavarian Mountain and I can't twirl.
But you know what I mean.
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I am very good at running.
I'm even better at running at Gracie.
I'm even better yet at running Gracie over.
She loves that.
Especially when she doesn't see me coming at her full-bore.
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"She's looking right at me, isn't she."
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"Can't you lock her in the closet or something?"

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Thursday, April 25, 2013

Here's what I did today.

I met President Lincoln.
Wow! He looks really good for 204 year old. I wonder what fountain he drinks out of?
Mommy could use a swig.
(I will deny ever typing that)

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I had a stare down contest with Mommy.
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I played with my tennis ball.
I love my tennis ball.
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I try to eat the fuzz.
But Mommy always pulls the fuzz out of my mouth.
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Had another stare down contest with Mommy.
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I got bored with her so I looked around for Gracie to torture play with.
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"I knew I should have chloroformed her when I had the chance."
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Tuesday, April 23, 2013

Teeth marks??


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I'm going to plead the 5th on this one.

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Just like that government guy Jeffrey Neely did when asked why over $800,000.00 of taxpayers money was spent on a conference in Las Vegas.

Remember him???
This photo would make a nice Christmas card, wouldn't it?

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Whew! That Fifth Amendment sure does come in handy!

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Sunday, April 21, 2013

Houston, we have a problem.

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Remember when I first came to live here a few months ago, it was in the dead of winter... in Central New York?
And remember the breeder told my Mommy and Daddy not to bring me outside because it was way too cold for my wee, little, puppy self?
And remember Mommy had to train me to go to the bathroom on the pee pee/poopie towels?

Well now when Mommy and Daddy bring me outside, I run, play, sniff and have sooo much fun... Then I come in the house and go to the bathroom.
Mommy trained me real good, huh?!

But for some reason she keeps trying to get me to do my business outside! I don't get it? Why the heck would I want to do that?!
Maybe if she was smart, she'd bring a pee pee/poopie towel outside and I'd use it.
But she's not... and I won't.

And now that I'm getting bigger... Oh by the way, did you know I weigh twelve and a half lbs. already??!! It's true! A lady at the vet's office told me!
So anyway, now that I'm getting bigger, my pee pees and poopies are too!!
Imagine that?!

So for the life of me, I can't figure out why Mommy wants me to go to the bathroom outside!

She's just plain weird.

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Saturday, April 20, 2013

I was such a good girl.

Remember I had to go to the vet for my booster shots?

Well, Mommy and Daddy took me on Thursday. I got to meet one of Mommy's favorite vets too. He's a very nice man. I even got a dog biscuit when I got my shot.

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But a few hours later something happened to my eye. Something called "cherry eye." (It's a prolapse of the third eyelid.)

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It didn't hurt, but Mommy freaked out. She's such a worrywart when it comes to me and Gracie.

Mommy and Daddy thought maybe I had an immune reaction to the vaccine.
She called one of the vets and he said to give me a children's Benadryl. Boy was that tasty! Have you ever had one?? It was cherry flavor!

Anyway, Mommy went online to read up on this cherry eye thing. Seems like the way to correct it is through surgery and there's no guarantee it won't happen again. Yikes!

But she did read about a massaging technique.

Since Mommy worked for an ophthalmologist for many years, she thought she'd give it a try.

Guess what? It worked! She's not sure if it's a permanent fix, but it's good for now.

Hopefully I won't have that ugly eye bulge ever again.
But even if I do, I'll still be adorable!

It'll just cost Mommy and Daddy an arm and a leg to (hopefully) fix it.
But I'm worth it.

(A good thing they each have another arm and leg.)

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Friday, April 19, 2013

Jack needs our help.

This is Jack.
I don't know him personally, but isn't he a cutie?

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He is a Shetland who lives about 20 minutes from me.
(I think he's seven years old)

Seems he got a little spooked and bit the owner's young granddaughter in the cheek and she needed a few stitches.
He is now considered "dangerous." Even though he's never bit anyone else in the past.

So the local judge ordered him to be euthanized! Can you believe that? It's crazy!

Even his owner doesn't want to have him put to sleep. She wants to give him to another family where he can live out in the country and have fun, like me!

So there is an online petition to save him. I would really appreciate it if you would sign it.

The first link is his story. It made our local newspaper.
The second link is the petition.

He even has a Facebook page! I'm not on there so I don't have the direct link. But the link is on the petition. So please share it.

Jack's story in the newspaper.

Sign Jack's Petition.

Thank you for your help!

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Wednesday, April 17, 2013

Mommy's trying to bribe me with a new toy...

But I'm on to her.

When I looked up at the kitchen chalkboard it read,
"This week: Stella-Vet-Boosters"
She has no idea Gracie taught me how to read.

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When I asked Gracie what "boosters" meant, this was her reaction.

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Then she told me!

They're gonna stick me with NEEDLES???!!!
Why would they want to do that??!!

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I don't want to go to the vet.

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I've got to figure out a way to get out of this. But how??
Wish I had a twin.

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Sunday, April 14, 2013

I didn't think she'd do it, but she did.

Mommy came home with a soft harness.

I hate it.

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It's stupid...

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and I... *grunt*

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want it... *grunt*

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I know red is my color, but it doesn't even fit me right.
I'm convinced she hates me. Why else would she put this horrid thing on me?
I will pack my bindle and run away from home.
First, I've gotta figure out how to get out of this contraption!

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I wonder what Harry Houdini would do??

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Wednesday, April 10, 2013

I'm a rebel...

I've been in trouble these past few days.

First, I made a giant hole in this dog bed I'm sitting in. No one knew because it was hidden under the cushion. But the jig was up when Mommy found tiny pieces of foam around it.
Drat! I forgot to hide the evidence!

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Then yesterday when me, Gracie and Mommy were playing with our footballs, I jumped on Mommy's face and clawed her. Not only did my nails rake her face and make her bleed, they also got hooked on her bottom lip and ripped it open. Needless to say she has a bad boo boo. Ummm... make that plural. They also match the scratch on her chin I gave her last week.
I might be part cat. I like to use my front legs and paws to swat and grab things.

Finally, I cannot be trusted at all when I go outside. I like to run. I also have "selective hearing." Kind of like what Daddy has. He can't hear Mommy tell him to take out the garbage, but he can hear when an Arnold Schwarzenegger movie is on AMC three rooms away.
I can't hear Mommy yell my name when I'm outside, but I can hear her open a bag of dog food three rooms away. So now Mommy has to buy me a harness and leash.

From what I've been told, none of Mommy and Daddy's canine furbabies ever had to be put on a leash. They were trusted and well behaved, unlike me. I broke the mold.

Oh well!! There's always a first time!
I hope she buys me a leather jacket and a pack of smokes.

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Monday, April 8, 2013

I'm gonna hit the Tooth Fairy mother lode!

All weekend my puppy teeth have been dropping out of my mouth!

Mommy found one on the couch, one in my dog bed and one was stuck in her sock.
Must have been when I was biting her toes.

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All I want to do is chew! But boy, is it hard to hang onto stuff with no teeth!
I look like Gabby Hayes.

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I wonder how much $$ the Tooth Fairy will leave under my pillow?
I've got my eye on an electric Barbie car.

I also spent the weekend watching Mommy make curtains.
I learned so much too!
I learned:
1. How to wrinkle fabric by walking across it when it's laid out on the floor.
2. How to use a tape measure by stealing borrowing it and running around the house with it.
3. How to make an awesome floor surfboard out of an O'lipfa ruler.

Have a great week, everybody!

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Friday, April 5, 2013


Mommy shuts me out when she's taking photos of her folk art to sell on her site.
Who does she think she is keeping me away like this??

I said,

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Shoot! That didn't work.
Okay.... Now it's time to bring out the big guns!

I will stand here quietly with my sweet, innocent face.
She can't resist my cuteness!!
No one can!!


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Then when she finally opens these French doors, I will run over to her pretty braided rug and pee on the spot I'm zeroing in on right now!

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That'll teach her!!

Happy Friday, everyone and remember... Don't pee on the rug unless you're mad about something.

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