Saturday, February 23, 2008

Tuesday, February 5, 2008

Hap-PEE Valentine's Day

Ella sez: ...wuv, twu wuv, wiw fowwow you fowever...

*A* Dogster Diary Pick

Not *the* Dogster Daily Diary Pick... but it gives me something to work towards. :o)

Friday, February 1, 2008

I've Been Dogsterized!

My peeps have finally given me my very own Dogster page! WooOo! Thank you all for keeping tabs on me from the beginning... I know it was a pain to click out of Dogster to visit me here. I appreciate all the comments and encouragement y'all gave in helping me secure my furever home. I don't think I could've done it with you! So thank you from the bottom of my doggie heart... all the way to the top of my big doggie head. :o)

Ella's Dogster Page

Got the~*CRaP~ Scared Outta Me

Daddy had to get tough me with cos I wanted to hump on the kitteh. Kitteh was havin' none of it. I was persistent. Daddy then got mean and held me down. I got all a-scareded and I'm not kidding - poo actually came outta my butt. Momma found three little bits in various areas on the kitchen floor (which prompted massive amounts of squealing, scrubbing, spraying, re-scrubbing, and re-spraying). It looked strangely similar to a raisinette. I don't fully recall when the exactly the raisinettes popped out, but there they lay... mini doggie land mines, just waiting for an unsuspecting bare foot or toe to sink into 'em.

Edited to add: okay okay... I really don't think daddy scared the sh*t outta me, but rather it was the effects of the amoxicillin. Fun.


OMG, yesterday was, like, the worst. day. evah.

The kitteh and I got dropped off at the vet's this morning for some serious torture. We got our teeth cleaned, and I got x-ray'd. They even got pictures of my intestinal gas!!! I feel so exposed! Can't a girl get any privacy around here anymore?!

We were both getting over our grogginess when momma came to pick us up in the evening. We pranced outta the vet's office with cute li'l bandanas - although I think the kitteh pee'd on his. Seriously... the kitteh smells like pee (take a good whiff, daddy). I would like to take credit for it, but I think he did it to himself.

So the good news... everything checked out fine! I'm healthy as a horse! X-rays, blood work, etc... all were a-OK. So, that pretty much seals my fate. And my peeps' fate. And the kitteh's fate. Poor kitteh.