Sunday Mevening Post Vol. 2

Let's jump right in shall we? This post is HUGE and there are a lot of pictures. There are not enough pictures of me, but then there never are.

Paw-rayer Requests

mr digby has been up and down. Please go and give him and his family some love.

Twinkie's sisters both have some yucks going on. Frankie has an inflamed lymph node. Linguini strained/sprained her right front leggy and one of her fatty tumors has grown quite a bit. Mama says the big thing is that last part though she did mention that Grandma had a doggie by the name of Sassy a long time ago. She was a Dalmatian like Linguini and got those fatty tumor things all the time so maybe it's that breed or something?

Aunty J and cuzin Lucy. They live in TN where the flooding is. Anyway, give 'em your paws if we be friends!

Weekly Construction

This week I did some more fantastic bowl chewing though sadly Mama is too lazy to get off the couch and take pictures of my handiwork. Lame.

I also chomped my toofers into my tags some more. Reason why there are no pictures? See above. Lame again.

The biggest construction, I wasn't allowed to assist in and it gave me fits. Mama and Nanny were spreading mulch in our side yard where DOGS DON'T GO. It's outside of the fence and that is srsly not cool. So sayeth the Mama. Anywho, in the picture there is indeed old carpeting in said side yard. Why might you ask? I mean that was high on my HDAR (Hound Dogs Against Redneckdom) list. Really humans? Carpet in the yard? Carpet that is upside down no less. *sigh* I have so much to teach them. But apparently it's there to keep out the evil Knotweed.

Japanese Knotweed to be exact. Now I'm a shade confuzzled as Canada Geese are not necessarily Canadian Geese (as in, their citizenship is not necessarily Canadian.) Shouldn't this yucky stuff therefore be Japan Knotweed? These are the things that keep me up at night.

Adventures of the Week

Alright peeps. Let me set one thing straight. Adventures have been few and far between this week.

I mean first we had Oz and his "getting grounded for trying to kill a baby bunny which made Mama almost lose her brain parts" situation.

Then there is that stupid non-Stella job (for now) and stupid play that Stella hasn't got to visit in WEEKS. I mean, PLAY says it all. I should be the queen of the PLAY. Yeah, I said it.

And, and! The working in the front yard so that I have to try and squeeze through the tiny (likely baby bunny sized) hole at the bottom of the gate. So. Not. Cool.

Whatever. I chewed her shoes. That'll show that dang Mama.

Not ghosties! Just smoke from the bbq!

Oh and one more bit of outrage. Mama made this today and I got NONE. ZIP. ZILCH. They nommed those bbq ribs and mashed taters with bacon and garlic and cheese in em and I got NOTHING. Okay, I got kibble but next to that? NOTHINGGGGGGG.

OUTRAGE.

Extra Special Entertainment Report

Oz here. Still sort of grounded. Totes unfair. At least Mom is letting me blog finally. Except she's not letting me blog about my shows. She's just letting me blog about future blogging. And being sort of grounded. Like Stell said. Outrage.

Other News

Attention Mr. Stupid Man that left the green SUV on 45th Street between 7th and 8th basically touching Times Square. I do not think you're cool. Mama doesn't think you're cool. And I bet for dang sure even though Al!ce R!pley is smiling, Al!ce R!pley surely doesn't think you're cool.

See that alley thing you walked through? Shoe-Berts er whatevs... That just happens to be right where Al!ce R!pley does *HER* play thing.

And you wanna talk about a PLAY QUEEN. She's like even more about PLAY than *I* am. You're srsly lucky she didn't peg you with her TONY Award. Or her TONY award speech.

Photo: Anita and Steve Shevett

Stupid Green SUV Man.

But back to *ME* thinking you're not cool. This is what I did to my my horsey when he lied. First he told me he won the Pennsyltucky Derby and I was all WOOOOOO! Let's pose with flowers!


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:

And you should see what I can do to plastic bowls.

Stupid Green SUV Man.

Awards

So I wasn't expecting to get all kinds of new pals just for giving Toby and his Raiser my little ole award. It sure made me wiggle, so hi to all of you!

To revisit GABE for a sec, Muskateers and Brutus & Yoda you guys are good to go! Piappes I still need an address and Buddy Dawg did you get Mama's email? She needs pics and suchly of you for your Mom's pressie! Toby's Raiser gets the same kind of pressie which Mama will be working on tomorrow. She is srsly excited.

That being said. Pressie probs won't go out for two weeks. Mama said something about payday and I'm like DUH! I know that's your fave candy bar. Silly Mama.

PSAs (Pup Service Announcements)

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.

Also, this month also happens to be Mental Health Awareness Month. Mama has teh crazies and she's gonna talk about it, trust.

Sunday Mevening Post

Sunday Mevening Post

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!

Paw-rayer Requests

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.

Weekly Construction

I advised Mama that keeping an old recliner on the deck (even if it is protected from the rain and very few people can see it) is extremely redneck. Like a lot. So to express my outrage and in solidarity with HDAR (Hound Dogs Against Redneckdom) I made an attempt to dispose of said recliner. Mama strategically placed a bowl I chewed for my Mr.Riley. *blush* But yes, outrage and solidarity, HDAR I do this for you!

Full disclosure, I am the CEO, CIO, CFO, President and sole member of HDAR.

I also assisted Mama in the removal of this fence post. As I may have mentioned before, Mama and Nanny have been in the market for a new fence. Mama wanted a schmancy stockade privacy fence but Nanny overruled her because of the price. That being said Mama and I had a quick chat with one of our neighbors about whether a particular tree was on his property line or ours and in the process he offered us a barely used chain link fence for FREE! He just bought and demolished a blighted house (no clue what that means) next to his house and he was looking to get rid of the fence. 2/3 of it was already taken down and rolled up. After very little work the rest of it, it is down and waiting in our backyard for the right weather.

Adventures of the Week

This first one was a little over a week ago but it counts. A girl doesn't huggle and tell but if you all have as good as a time at Date Night as Mr.Riley and me, well then you had a super fun time! Thanks again to Twix and her Mom!

It was right around that time (don't remember what day; my head was spinning from Date Night) Mama and I took another walk in the cemetery. This is the creepy part; the only part that gives Mama the heebie jeebies. She thinks maybe it's because you can still see the ruts in the hill from where the carriages would drive through but those don't bug her in other cemeteries so... I might add, those other cemeteries I have yet to visit. *pout* At any rate, I took this opportunity to sniff voraciously, pretend I was a bird dog and pay my respects to some Civil War Veterans.

Mama is a volunteer photographer for Find A Grave, this super cool site that has pictures (or in some case just text memorials) of gazillions of graves. From celebrities to your (human) great great grandfather, this place has them. And if it doesn't volunteers like Mama can go out and get whatever picture you need. It's really pawesome for people who have moved or live far away but still want to pay their respects to the dearly departed. Mama also uses it when she is doing Human Pedigrees (Mama sez: Family Trees, Stella. Family Trees.) especially for verifying service in the old wars because a lot of times the names were spelled differently on every record way back when.

Extra Special Entertainment Report

Beginning this week, I wil be allowing my feline brother and BFF some bloggy time so that he may report on Nurse Jackie, The United States of Tara, Glee and Grey's Anatomy. Mama has instructed him to put this stuff in the title so that A. if you have no interest in that particular stuff on the picture box or B. you do have interest but don't want it spoiled!

Awards

The Booker Man was oh so kind to give me this award:

I'm not sure who hasn't recieved this one yet so I hereby tag everyone reading who hasn't recieved it yet! When you post it, you must tell us all 10 things that make you happy just like I'm about to do now!

1. My morning playfests with my BFF Ozzie

2. Zoomies

3. Chewing. Everything.

4. Walkies with Mama at the cemetery

5. FOOD! (Both wet and dry but not people food! I have no taste for it no matter how many times Grandma has tried to sneak me stuff and Mama has told her not to. I have enjoyed the occasional french fry though.)

6. Trying to get Sarah to play

7. Stealing toys from my sissies

8. Naps

9. Lying in the yard chewing on something whether it be pouring down rain or super sunshine.

10. Snuggling with Mama but only when I'm not wound up

Now, I had mentioned before that I would be giving out a very special award inspired by GABE, all my new friends and the coolness of how giving everyone is. I'm going to be posting that separately later tonight. (After her play thing so it'll be awhile!)

Signing Off

-Stella the reporter