Friday, November 12, 2010
So, I really do still exist! I've totes missed you all. Life has been tres crazy. Mummy came down to visit from the Great White North, the fence has been finished & foiled several times over, Mama did another play thing (I got to go once!) and all of a sudden I'm almost 11 months old!
There's so much more to update you all with but I wanted to at least say, "Hola!" I hope all of you are doing pawesome and that Mama starts remembering to help me update again :)
Tuesday, July 27, 2010
Sunday, July 11, 2010
Alright peeps. This is serious business, or so sayeth the Mama.
My pawesome, fantastic, stupendous Mama has spent forevers putting in a chain link fence. A good 65-70% of it she did all by herself! She and Nanny finished it last weekend and Uncle Dick came over to help pull out the old fence.
I was overjoyed.
I did zoomies.
I learned quickly how to squirm under the pawesome four foot high fence.
I have tried explaining to Mama at length that I do this strictly to show my sheer graditution for this new puzzle for me.
Apparently she does not speak dog as well as I thought she did.
Now she's saying things like rebar, moats of chicken wire and ECT, the doggy version. Please, please, PLEASE, under no circumstances, do not let your pawrents, raisers etc give her any ideas on how to keep me from the puzzle that surrounds my yard.
-Stellaluna the spazteroid Houdini
PS She is a dumb human and thought that walking me more would help. BOL I love me a good game of squiggle out of the fence.
Tuesday, July 6, 2010
In an effort to save time I'm just cutting and pasting. Italicized is what Buddy's mom had to say. Following that is a petition written by the staff of the shelter she is in.
Come on all you doggy mommies and daddies. Let's get this girl and her babies saved.
Below is a story about a beautful sight impared momma dog, age 8. She only has until 8am tomorrow morning. I think we have found a potential foster family available IF we can get her pulled, transported to GA, and a rescue or donations to cover her vet bills.
Is there anyone who either a) is in the MI area and willing to foster her or b) willing to pull some strings to give this gorgeous girl a shot at a forever home? Please help!!!! Please, this poor girl deserves more than what she has been given so far. Leave a comment below if you have any way to help us save an innocent life. Thank you for reading this, and don't worry - Buddy will be back soon.
BEYOND URGENT in ROME, GA!!!! Poor, darling 8-year old Lily was dumped by her owner to die (see story and details below). She is visually impaired AND very pregnant. She is a shelter favorite, but this is an over-crowded, high kill shelter, and she is scheduled for euthanization on Wed. July 7 at 8:00 AM.
PLEASE CROSSPOST, PLEASE FORWARD, PLEASE NETWORK on behalf of Lily, who is eight years old, and who has been dumped by her owners when she is just about to give birth. She is scheduled to die on Wednesday, 7/7, at 8:00AM at Floyd County Animal Control. Lily is incredibly sweet and the volunteers and kennel staff love her!!! They are begging you to save this girl's life--to take her away to a safe place where she can have her puppies in peace and quiet, where her babies will not be born in a shelter, where there will be no risk that she and her babies will die on Wednesday morning!
This is the petition written on her behalf by the volunteers and kennel workers who love Lily:
The owner states Lily killed a new puppy that the owner had just bought. Lily is 8 yrs old and very much pregnant. Could she have been aggravated by the small pup who she did not recognize by smell or sight (we think she has a vision problem as she does not follow your hand in front of her, but turns when you talk to her). We have had her around other dogs and she just ignores them. She has not growled, lunged at them, barked or anything at all... it is like they are not even there. She needs another chance. PLEASE!!!!!!
May be someone who would like to tend to her and her pups and then find good homes for the babies while keeping her. Please, please, please!!!!! We all love her.
Millie, Elena, Phillip, Greta, Susie
If the story told by the dog-dumpers is true, I think it says alot about the folks who bought a new puppy when their eight year old dog was about to give birth in a few days. You can be sure that this is not the first litter of puppies that Lily has had. While it would be wise to be very careful when introducing this little mommy to be to other dogs, she has not shown aggression towards other dogs while at the shelter--just utter indifference! Towards people, she has shown nothing but sweetness and love!!!! She is beautiful, she is about to give birth, she is eight years old--and yes, please, for her sake, for the sake of her innocent babies, for the sake of the hearts of those who return her love and who are begging for her life--PLEASE, PLEASE GIVE LILY A CHANCE!!!! She is scheduled to die at 8:00 AM on Wednesday morning, July 7th!
The shelter is closed Sunday and Monday of this holiday weekend, which means that the volunteer office is also closed. But we are still here, waiting and hoping, for an offer to save Lily's life. Please email firstname.lastname@example.org (@gmail.com) or Margaret Reno email@example.com (@yahoo.com)
If you can help Lily and her to-be-born pups, please contact the FLOYD ANIMAL SHELTER:firstname.lastname@example.org (@gmail.com) or Margaret Reno at email@example.com (@yahoo.com)
Monday, July 5, 2010
Wednesday, June 30, 2010
Wednesday, June 23, 2010
Thursday, June 3, 2010
This is NOT the face of a grounded pup, I assure you.
Mama will try and tell you that I have learned to scale the fence even in the places that have been reinforced. (Chain link is just going up. Long story.) Now, she makes me wear a leash in the backyard. A leash!! In the backyard! Outrage, I tell you.
Mama will also try and tell you that I'm still eating birds, rodents, baby bunnies etc. I swear when I have, one of the kitties has caught them. *paws crossed behind back* She's actually taken to increasing my food (I eat a few small meals a day) in case it's because I'm hungry
I have her trained well.
So as I've mentioned before, I am NOT a fan of the hot weathers. Well, two weekend ago for the first time it was waaaaaay hot here. Mama's still not sure what happened.
We were sitting outside Sunday morning when Nanny and Grandma were at church. We came back inside and I got all sleepy and clingy. By the time Nanny and Grandma got home I was so sick I didn't even wag my tail at them. Next thing they knew I puked and Mama said into the bath you go!
Nanny went and got my Aunty Savie to help Mama take care of me. They put me in a lukewarm bath, took my temperature IN MY BUTT (talk about dogmiliation) and kept me in front of a fan occasionally applying damp towels until my temperature went down. It took about 6 hours or so for me to get back to normal i.e. trying to jump the fence.
Mama was worried but we had lots of hoomans to help including Aunty J who kept Mama calm via phone. She also mentioned some friend she has on hand for emergencies named Zan Ex but I've never seen him or her so maybe that's Mama's imaginary friend?
How are all of you?
Mama said the top lady in this picture was super duper, not just on the picture box but also on the stage. Her name was Rue which I think all of us can say. So in honor of the super duper Dame McClanahan and in honor of all our great friendships, let's all give a big
Wednesday, June 2, 2010
Tuesday, May 25, 2010
It's been forever, friends. Mama's play thing (THAT I DIDN'T GET TO GO TO) went awesome.
There have been some pretty big sads going on here, sads that I can't talk about. I'm helping Mama through but sometimes they get super bad, like now. So Mama is going to a few of her human vets this week to deal with her ickies. We also have peoples in our family that are seeing other human vets too.
So yeah, if anyone can send us some paw-rayers they would be greatly appreciated.
Sunday, May 2, 2010
Not ghosties! Just smoke from the bbq!
And then, Mr. Stupid Green SUV Man, then I found out he didn't win. I found out there's no such thing as the Pennsyltucky Derby. So I did this to him:
Hear ye, hear ye! Being that there are six gazillion Stellas out there, I shall hence forth be known by my longer name, Stellaluna aka STELLALUNA SHELIA aka Spaz aka Evil Knievel aka whatever else happens to spew from Mama's mouth including the names of my sissies or the kitties.
Wednesday, April 28, 2010
Hey pals! So as you can see, the past few days have srsly wiped me out! We were supposed to give that very special award Monday night but then my feline brother Oz decided to nearly give Mama a nervous break down. Let's break it down with key words: Oz the Hunter, kitchen, mole? camera, BABY BUNNY, HOPPING, kitty cage, neosporin, grass, water, next day, more grass, more water, Rainbow Bridge.
Oz was supposed to begin his entertainment reviews this week but he's been a shade grounded. Even though Mama knows it's the natural order of things the death of the baby bunny made her kind of sad. It's one thing when they leave presents when they're already dead; It's something else entirely to see a baby bunny trying to hop away to save his own life. Mama also knows Ozzie was doing that kitty provider thing that they do. He's the sweetest kitty we have. Still, it's sad.
In more fun news, this is my latest addition to my jangley tag collection. Of course I've claimed it as mine with some nice toofer marks.
A Major Award
So during GABE, Mama and I had this brilliant (or so we think) idea for a very special award. It's not one of those pass around award thingys. It's just going to be something I give out every once in awhile.
I think all of us at some point or another became acquainted with one Mr. Toby and his Raiser. Toby and his Raiser happened to be my first followers. As we all know, Toby has gone off to college. I know speaking for myself and Mama we have both been changed For Good thanks to Toby, his Raiser and their blog.
With all that being said, may I present the very first For Good Award to TOBY'S LIFE... AS A GUIDE DOG IN TRAINING
Mama and I decided when we give this very special award it will come with a pressie for the fur-friend and one of Mama's framed scrapbook things like what Buddy Dawg won during our GABE giveaway. Winners will need to provide a snail mail address as well as three digital pictures (the higher resolution the better) and your favorite colors, themes, etc (ex. pink & green, plaid.) Said info should be emailed to pastyjen (you know what goes here) msn (you know what else) com
Since Toby is off at college, we can't send him a pressie so instead we're sending some loving paw-rayers his way as well as to Toby's Raiser. (She'll of course get her pressie! Maybe we'll send something for the new puppy. Hmm...) Toby is going to kick-tail at whatever he ends up doing and his Raiser is going to do amazing job on yet another fabulous service dog in training. Way to go, you two. Thank you for changing us all For Good.
Mama promises a future post on the details of the origin of the award though we are rather curious if anyone recognizes where the idea sprung from. *wiggles*
All my best to my wonderful friends, furry and otherwise
Sunday, April 25, 2010
Welcome to the first edition of the Sunday Mevening Post. In theory Mama will be posting these every Sunday sometime between morning and evening hence Mevening. You'll note the today's edition is a day late. Me thinks this does not bode well this appearing every Sunday.
At any rate, grab a chewy, kick back and get to reading!
Please visit mr. digby, his brother and their peeps. The Booker Man probs sent you all over with us but just in case... My paws are together so tightly. Since mr. digby is in France I'm going to call Mummy and ask her to say some paw-rayers in French. Maybe that will help?
Please also send some love to the Peppy Sheppys and Otis (the POTUS) at dogblog. Their gramps is having some sickies as is their pal Sophie. Plus, Otis had to have some toofers pulled and some root canals! I did some root canaling yesterday, at least I think. If it involves digging deep in the ground and chewing on roots then I *definitely* was doin' some root canal work. More on that later.
Thursday, April 22, 2010
Yo pups, kitties, humans et al! (I would swear that Mummy told me that she makes tea in an et al but Mama said it's some writer-y thing. Since I'm a writer I thought I should use it. Still gonna call Mummy later and double check.)
Annnnnnnyway. Mama has said some of the strangest things this morning including:
- Emmy go away. (She said this *repeatedly* because Emmy, the diabetic cat, wanted his breakfast early. As in like 6 am early. More on this later)
- There's nothing like waking up to the sound of a cat vomiting. Yes, she actually said this out loud. Well, not loud but grumbly.
- Oh Maddie! Does your leg hurt? Maddie hurted her leg like forever ago and sometimes the cold makes it ouchie.
- Stella, get Oz! She was trying to keep me from playing with my sissy Sarah. Sarah is not a morning doggie. Of course she's not exactly a day or night doggie either. She's a tad grumbly most of the time.
- Maddie! Leave Stella alone! Mama gave me this thingy that I have to play with that gives me treats, well kibble. Maddie wanted it all for herself so Mama put me in my den with it. It was all MIIIIINE!!!
- Emmy, so help me god, if you eat that dog food I'm going to barbeque you for dinner. Diabetic kitty + dog food = No bueno
- It's only 101. Grandma had a fever of 102 last night but since she was lewcid and reading and just her normal crabby self Nanny and Mama decided to wait and see how she was this morning. It's down a degree but since it's morning and all and Grandma has See Oh Pee Dee and Congestive Ticker Failure, she's gotta go to the human VET.
All this being said, Mama is *not* a morning person. She is theatahh person. Theatre people are *not* morning people. Unless of course they're still up from the night before. But then it's still night according to them... Or something like that?
Anyway, it's time for a snooze. More on the very important award announcement later.
Alright, my furry friends, the time has come. Mama is a sleeeeeeeepy human and is refusing to make the announcement post lengthy. But trust, kickin posts are a comin'. And yes I said post*S* cuz of the ridiculously involved process Mama went through when drawing the winners. What can I say? She's nuts. *wiggle*
As a reminder, the three runner-ups will recieve super seekrit surprises from MEEEEEE. The Grand Prize Winner will recieve the nifty photo thingy as well as super seekrit surprises. And lastly, although I promised four prizes, there is actually a fifth one I have decided to bestow. But I'm keeping that one a seekrit until tomorrow night!
Pictures will be posted but not until after the winners get their stuff in the mailboxy things. So without further ado, I give you the winners:
Yoda & Brutus
And the Grand Prize Winner is...
Congratulations to all the winners!!! Mama will be commenting on all the winners bloggies but you are one and happen to see (or in Buddy's case, hear!) that you are a winner, have your human bark at Mama at pastyjen AT msn DOT com.
Okay, rest I must! *snuggles*
-Stella the super sleepy
Wednesday, April 21, 2010
-Stella with the slacker Mama!
Saturday, April 17, 2010
This is posting a bit late but I did spend the afternoon anxiously getting ready. Mama is allowing me to hide my rabies tag during my date for the simple fact that I'm not too keen on it yet. I mean I don't hate it but it is kind of weird.
The worst part is Mama said Nanny has my regular license in her purse (or was it hearse? *eyeroll* That's a line in Mama's play) and Mama ordered me a special one with my name and our phone number and REWARD on it. I wonder if that means I get a treat for wearing it. Hmm...
Friday, April 16, 2010
I may have mentioned before (and I may let Mama talk for herself about it at some point) but Mama is a Peer Support Specialist. It sounds confusing to some but I DO understand because she's explained it to me. Mama helps people who have sads and people who get nervous being around other people and people who get stressed out. She helps all kinds of people. And the reason she's REALLY good at what she does is because she's had the major sads for almost her whole life. She's also one of those humans who are like doggies to squirrels. If she doesn't take her one special treat (Mama interjection: Pill, Stella. Pill. Thankfully I don't need cheese or peanutbutter to take them.) Mama gets more distracted than me!
Sometimes though helping other people and doing her play and dealing with grandma (who has some major sickies; we'll talk about those another day) and dealing with just everything it makes the sads come back. Sometimes it happens really fast and she feels like she can't breathe! Mama says she's very lucky because I'm starting to sense when she isn't feeling well and am more likely to cuddle than want to play. She's had a couple of the fast hitting ones this week and let me tell you it's pretty scary. Normally she can tell when they're coming but this week has been different. She's trying to figure it out but sometimes there's just no knowing what causes them. But again, I'm trying very hard to learn and help her through.
A few days ago, Nanny came in to our room to say bye-byes because she was leaving for work and I was sleeping above Mama's head! Like back paws on one side, front paws on the other and my belly right on top of her head! She and Nanny had a good laugh at that one but sadly no picture was obtained. But hey! I was helping! Mama had had one of those bad ones the night before and she said the sads happen in her head so I figured I'd soothe her brain-parts with my soft little belly!
Anyway, Mama is doing better than she was. She's even said that there must be something weird in the air because some of Mama's IRL friends and other bloggy folks have mentioned having sads or someone being sickie. For example Lola's daddy. Lola is an amahzing nurse but please put your paws together and say some prayers for Lola's family along with all those other bloggers and humans who aren't feeling so hot.
That being said, here's some happy:
-The puppies over at Lab Tails are growing and looking cuter by the minute! Since I have a bit of a Labbie look, Mama wonders if I might have looked like them when I was tiny!
-Marge (also known as MY HERO) and her Mama Sam did some agility class this week and Sam was kind enough to post a video. It made my Mama smile like WHOA. Personally, I just want to be as good at agility as Marge is when I grow up! (Also, Sam posted some amazing and profound (Mama's words, not mine) about her life with horses. Mama only made it through the first post about it so far because she figures she'll end up bawling but she's definitely going to read it soon. If you haven't, make sure and read them. Sam is a kick butt writer.)
-Twinkie Van Twinkerson had a lovely advice post that almost made Mama piddle she laughed so hard. Truth be told, I thought she'd finally gone off her rocker.
-And last but not least, one of the oddest websites Mama has ever seen. Mummy (the Canadian, eh) has a rather... odd sense of humor and found said site quite funny. If Mama remembers correctly there may be some crudeness so be warned! I present Unrelated Captions. It's a format similar to lolcats and loldogs etc. but as implied it is pictures with ENTIRELY unrelated captions.
And now what you all have been waiting for: PICTURES OF MEEEEEEEE! Don't worry. I'll forgive you if you skipped the ramble just to she my gorgeous mug :) A few days ago when I needed to burn some energy Mama took me up to the cemetery and surprised me with a walk up in to the woods. Man, was that cool. Plus I had my new flexi leash on and she just let me sniff and explore. It was really nice for both of us.
Last but not least:
-Stella the Shrink
Friday, April 9, 2010
Secondly, Riley frome the boodee boodah tribe has asked me out on a date!! I'm very excited. Riles, I'm thinking you, me and the Date Night Twix is hosting. Sound good?
Thirdly, Sam (aka Marge's mom) asked for more pictures of my adorable mug. Sadly, what is to come is a shade gruesome but they're still pics of little old me!
And last but not least a grodie story with even grodier pictures! You have been warned!!!
Mama said it best when she called her cuz-in Ouiser and said:
"These are two good reasons to have indoor cats and two toddlers as opposed to five indoor/outdoor cats and an almost four month old puppy. Indoor cats don't leave a freshly killed robin at the back door and toddlers don't suddenly decide they're bird dogs."
That's right ladies and gents, yours truly has decided this dead bird thing is pretty cool. I didn't notice it right away while the door was still shut. Mama said, "Oh my dog" or something to that effect and then of course ran for her cameras (both regular digital and cellophone.) I mean that's what an normal human would do, right? After sufficient pictures had been obtained Mama opened the door and I ran out to potty when what before my wondering eyes should appear but a fuzzy dead bird! I gave it a good long sniff. It was delightful! At that point Mama said, "Stellaaa?" I turned and smiled, grabbed the birdie and off I went! Mama of course was running after me. It was a fun game! Out came the digital camera again and Mama snapped some action shots.
I'm going to leave some space in case you don't want to see the yuck.