Jackie up close!

My owner says Jackie is a cutie patootie. I hope this is the last snack she adds to our family! Jackie-in-the-Box is a dark grayish-brown right now, but will be a flea-bitten gray when grown up. Fleabitten? And my owner wants THAT here? Maybe if she puts Biospot or something on her, then she won't have fleas!
Slurps,
Miss Stella

Jackie joins the clan

The humans are bonkers, completly bonkers. They plan to add yet another Snack to the group. This is it, says the older human female. Couldn't resist her, she says. Sheesh! I thought that feeling was only reserved for puppies! Jackie-In-The-Box is the only name I can think of to call her. Hmmmmm.....hamburgers......! The old female human says she's a registered gray quarter horse filly, green broke, and is out of the famous Poco Bueno and Goldfingers lines. That's supposed to impress me or something. I'm impressed only by a nice, juicy steak!
Slurps,
Miss Stella

New Snack for Christmas

Yes, the humans were very thoughtful for Christmas. To add to that "Midnyte Snack" horse, a new "buddy" horse will be joining the household, named "General". I prefer to think of him as "General Foods". They are trading the too-small horsetrailer for him, so General's current owner can use it for her ponies. General is a 17 yr. old bay Quarter Horse gelding who used to work cows. All the humans are excited about him. Oh, Midnyte Snack got a stall toy from Santy Claws for when she goes to "boot camp" to finish her training.

Now, on to more important things. Santy Claws brought all of us canines a rawhide chewie EACH and lots of dog biscuits. Yum! Santy Claws sure knows what us dogs like!

Not too much else is going on. Hope Santy Claws was good to you other pups, too!

Happy Howlidays to you!
Slurps,
Miss Stella

Bonner Springs Tornado

Pictured here is an authentic Bonner Springs, Kansas tornado. This photo was taken about a mile from our house in 2003 by my owner's aunt. What you don't see is her uncle mowing the lawn. He wasn't worried about the storm, which was moving away from the home. My owner said something about "Darwin's Theory" at work. Last March (2006) another one touched down in a field near our house, and many homes had storm damage from the wind. My humans have a "tornado closet" that is a cement closet with a cement ceiling. But its a small closet and is a bit crowded in there. My old female human makes the kids wear bicycle helmets during the times they run to the shelter because head injuries from flying debris from these storms is common. Fortunately for us dogs, we're in a pretty safe place that is partially underground. Mom worried about that Midnite Snack horse the last March and between 2 storms that hit that day, went out to make sure the horse was OK. Midnite was fine, and inside a loafing shed. The van didn't fare so well, and was hit by softball-sized hail. My human is nuts about that "free range" snack named Midnyte.

My birthday is coming up (Dec. 13). I'll be a whopping 2 years old! I wonder what the humans are planning for my birthday party. I hope its a yummy present.

Slurps,
Miss Stella

Introducing "Midnyte"

Here is the family horse the humans here call Midnyte. She is a black paint horse who forgot to wear spots and has one blue eye quite like some furry heathen huskies I know. My humans love this beast who is actually bigger than I am. I think she looks tasty. I call her Midnyte Snack.

The pounding hammer humans came back for a short time today, and will be back soon to put something called a "cricket" where the chimney meets the roof. The old female human is delighted because that means no more rain water in her bedroom. I just can't understand how a bug can prevent that sort of thing to happen. Humans are weird.

That's all for now.
Roof! Roof! Roof!
Miss Stella
Roofing Forebitch

Roofers invade!

Today lots of men I didn't know descended upon our home, tearing off the roof and made much banging noises with things called hammers! The pounding nearly drove us dogs all crazy, and not to mention our humans, too. Last March a tornado touched down near my house, and we had lots of damage to the roof. I'm here to tell you, composite roof pieces are not tasty! Lots of it was on the grass after the storm. My older humans have had a wet floor every time it rained, so they are happy the new roof is in the works. But all those strangers on my house! It really makes me uneasy, since its MY job to see that no strangers get on our property. I need a doggy valium! My humans are thinking its a bit odd that the roofers wait until the house and driveway are covered with ice. They have waited for months for a new roof, so what's a few more days until it warms up? My bladder also hates having to stay inside all day while strangers tear up the roof.
That's it today, fuzzy friends.
Slurps,
Miss Stella
ps-I overheard the older female that those hammer-people will come back again tomorrow!

Introducing "Bruce"

Since I share my home with 9 heathen huskies, I will introduce them one at a time to you. Today I bring you "Bruce", AKA North Star's The Boss O'Troika. My humans really, really like Bruce Springsteen's music, so that's why they named this heathen "Bruce". They used to have a cute little French Bulldog named "Clarence", named for the E Street Band's member, Clarence Clemons, who plays the saxaphone. Clarence suddenly dropped dead at the age of eight years a couple Januarys back...my humans think he had a massive stroke or heart attack. The little humans were very sad about it, and still talk about him to this day. They miss him. Clarence and Bruce were the best of friends, and would curl up together to sleep (imagine a big husky with a little Frenchie snuggled up to him!) Clarence took great fun in grabbing Bruce's fuzzy pants. He would then hang on til Bruce knocked him off! It was in all good humor.
Bruce, also known as "Brucey", "The Brucenator" and "Fuzzy Butt", is a pretty congenial guy. He was raised in a pack situation, so he has good doggy social skills. My human adores him, and he has big cheeks to grab. (No, not the fuzzy butt cheeks!) He used to show, but he didn't like it. His first show he was RWD and Best Puppy in Breed over several other puppies. But he's a bit timid, so showing wasn't his favorite thing to do. He'd rather be home with the humans!
Bruce kind of ignores me. He thinks I'm a pushy girl.
That's it for me today.
Slurps,
Miss Stella

Mister Higgins

I'm posting a photo of my family's first Bullmastiff, Mister Higgins. I have some seriously large pawprints to fill. Not only was he HUGE for a Bully (150 lbs in fit shape) but he had his CD degree in obedience, a CGC (Canine Good Citizen) and was a TDI (Therapy Dog International) dog. He also finished 1993 the #2 & #3 obedience Bullmastiff (depending on what system you went with). He also prevented an invasion robbery a few months shy of his 10th birthday, when my human was alone with her infant son. He's a hero in her eyes! Higgins and I came from the same breeder, so we're kind of distant cousins. And I'm a petite 90 pounds, so I'm a LOT smaller than he was! My human has had to get used to that fact. I was the smallest in my litter, so what did she expect? I've been to obedience classes, but I don't know if I can come close to what Higgins did. But my human loves me all the same.
Slurps,
Miss Stella

One of My Human's Kidlets

Here's the youngest human,Colton, giving Miss Nakita a bath. She's 12 years old, and he's 4. They both were soaked! This was in our local paper, but this is the only clipping the humans here have of it.

Here I am, winning my first point from the puppy class. I went on to win over my handsome cousin, Bo, to pick up the point. (Bo is nearly a champion...he's a very nice boy). Lisa helped me win a RWB to a major up in South Dakota a few weekends ago. I hope next year I'll be able to go to more shows! Mom still thinks I'm still in my "teenage uglies"! My feelings are hurt! Stormy says I'm beautiful.
That's all for now,
Miss Stella

I want to move upstairs

Its not fair. Mom has this white and black piebald fuzzy, pointy-earred thing called "Skye". She is evil, and tries to bite everyone except the human family. I really don't like her. I want to move upstairs to be with the humans, and have Skye move downstairs to the kennel with the other fuzzy pointy-eared things called Siberians. OK, I know my best friend, Stormy, IS a Siberian, but he's also a pain. He thinks he's smarter, faster and stronger than me. Just yesterday he bit my delicate ear because he thought I was trying to be the number one dog. Well, for his information, I am! But since he has been my best buddy since I was really little, I'll ignore what he did to my ear.
I think Skye needs to move far, far away. I want to sleep on the couch.
-Miss Stella

Welcome to my Spot!

I'm Miss Stella, and I'm a red Bullmastiff girl who loves to show. I go to dog shows with my friend Lisa and her mom Cecile. We have a great time, because Lisa treats me like royalty. I sure like that. I live with 9 Siberian Huskies and Alaskan Huskies, and I'm the only "proper" dog. I have a nice smooth red coat and ears that hang down. My friends all have pointy ears and are very furry. In fact, they look like heathens, in my opinion. But I still love them.
Check back for more of my posts, especially when I start showing again.
Slurps,
Miss Stella Louella