Always In Our Hearts

Wednesday, October 31, 2007

The Sissy Chronicles 6 ~ The Final Chapter

My sissy, Stella, and I finally see snout-to-snout on some things.





We both love my pink flamingo.







We both love to chase around the yard like maniacs.






We both love to wrassle...


... whenever and wherever.



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And, we both love Mr. Wintertime bear.




But, one thing that annoys me is that she stalks me wherever I go.





And it appears she is trying to render me beardless.



Sometimes she even uses my head for a scratching post.





Occassionally I have to show her who's boss, applesauce.



See what I mean here? I'm just checking out what is on the floor beside the bed, and she's right beside me asking, "Whatcha doin', Stanley? Huh? Huh? Whatcha doin'?"



She even tries to oversee my covert squirrel patrols.

She's always right in the middle of my bizness!

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But at the end of the day, we agree on one very important thing. We are both lovers, not fighters.




Lovin', not fightin',

Stanley

Monday, October 29, 2007

The Sissy Chronicles 5 - The Journey to GooberStan

My sissy, Stella, travelled a loooong way to GooberStan from Florida. On the way she got to hang with some good pups and some good peeps, and my hooman girl found out valuable intelligence about her that she relayed directly to me.




Something very important my girl noticed about Stella is that she is very tongue-oriented. (I too am very tongue-oriented).




Stella also happens to love a certain puggy girl in Florida. (I too love this puggy girl in Florida. She's my love pug).




Stella seems to have had a very strong attraction to Boston Terrier girls with brindle coats. (I too have a very strong attraction to just such a brindle Boston Terrier girl).




Stella loves to hang with hooman pups. This is Suki's sissy, Yesenia. (I too love to hang with hooman pups).






Now that I think about it, this sissy isn't nearly as much of a freak as I thought she was. We actually have a lot in common!


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From what I hear, Stella and Suki were tearing up the carpet at Suki's house (figuratively speaking) when she and my girl stopped off to spend the night there. Suki's mama, Katy, was amazingly great to them! They had a luxury suite at Casa de Suki, and got the royal treatment for the entire 16 hours they were there. They even got to go to Suki's fave dogpark!


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As great as the visit was, I'm sure that Suki & Joey were ready for Stella to leave when she did.




Suki was a little worn out (so was Stella), and I think that Suki wanted to be the Princess in her own house again (as she deserves to be).



Thank you Katy, Suki, & Joey for hosting my girl and my sissy on their journey back to G-Stan. They had a BLAST!


In case you didn't get enough of Stella on film, here are some more photos from her journey to GooberStan.







One more photo update in the Sissy Chronicles coming, then it's back to my normal routine around here (... yea... RIGHT).

Goober Love,

Stanley (& Stella)



Saturday, October 27, 2007

A Break From the Sissy Ordeal

I had to take a break from the Sissy Ordeal (as I've dubbed my situation) to enjoy some pawtying with my buds. Here's a photo of Asta & I before the big Howl-o-ween birthday bash in Salem, Mass achoo sits. I'm the Scarlett Pupernel and she is my lover, Marguerite St. Juste (in case you see me there & don't recognize me).


Ready to pawty! (Am I EVER.)
Stanley

Friday, October 26, 2007

The Sissy Chronicles 4 - Stella in GooberStan Day 2

Today is Day 2 of the seige I am currently under by this pup who answers to the name of Stella (the idea of her answering to anyone is purely theoretical at this point).




She has been goobering up my bed, my toys, and my yard. My girl asked what I thought. Are you KIDDING ME?





No. Seriously! Are you KIDDING ME?






This girl is not quite what I had in mind when my girl said she had found me a sissy. I was thinking of somepup who would be more... I don't know... like a servant who really really looks up to me, ya know? What I have instead is this...





Did you see the expression on my face? It says it all. Not only do I have to put up with the indignity of playing baby tug, but I also had to put up with a constant stream of badgering from Stella. Basically, I have my own personal live-in stalker.




I am at a little bit of a loss here. I was hoping there had been a mix up and that the sissy pup of my dreams (one who will wrassle anytime I want, who will take the blame for all my naughtiness, and to be at my beck and call) got mixed up with Stella. My girl has assured me that there was no mix up. I wonder what my girl is thinking ~ I thought for sure she was kidding when she said my sissy was going to keep me in line.



Don't get me wrong. Stella's a cutie, and she's got sass. I admire sass... just not quite so much of it, and not in my own living room.

Goober love,

Stanley


Thursday, October 25, 2007

The Sissy Chronicles 3 - A Little Teaser

OKAY!! The sissy, who will be referred to from here on out as STELLA, has landed, and the only peace I've had since she got here today has been when my girl took me on a loooooooong walk, and when she put Stella in her kennel for a little time out away from the crowds (Merv & I). Here, by popular demand, is just a little taste of Stella. (You'll have to come back later for the full scoop).


A sweet Stella photo.




A semi sassy Stella photo.









An artsy Stella photo.






The obligatory goober butt shot.






And, the perspective photo. That's me in the background, coming toward Stella (the black & tan dot in the foreground) with an overture of brotherly love & affection. (She is not even 1/10th my body weight).








An outdoor vid.






And an indoor vid.










I'll give you all the scoop on Stella, how she got here, who she visited on the way, and what I think in my next post. I just wanted to get this up so you all can see that she is REAL, and she is HERE. (Oh BOY, is she ever here)!









Double the Goober love,

Stanley (& Stella)






Sunday, October 21, 2007

Babe Magnet

Recently I've been feeling the love from three very important ladies who saw fit to grace me with some goodies from afar. Girl Girl, my best hammie bud, Ruby Bug my sweet and sassy California girl, and Suki my sizzling Florida cutie. Get a load of how much they showered me with love via post.




This one of my fave photos of Girl Girl. She looks like one tough hammie, but is as sweet as can be!



Her package winged its way to me all the way from SingaPaw! I dug right in when I sniffed out that it was from my hammie pal!




I'm an expert with these mailing envelopes.


Just a couple of more moves and the goodies will all be mine.


Aha! Success is seconds away.



First I unearthed some tasty Salmon treats.


Then I pulled out a bunch of love gifts! See the cool banana I'm wearing? That's a gen-u-ine SingaPaw banana! And, look at the rest of the goodies she sent. I got a squeaky donut and a cute furry Airedale stuffie. (My hooman girl claimed possession of the stuffie... for now).



The best part was Girl Girl's note to me.


I was really eating it up, literally and figuratively!



Girl Girl!!! You are the best buddy to me! I love you. Thanks for the tasty snacks, the squeaky and stuffie toys, and the amazing fashion accessory. I think of you when I wear it (and those Salmon snacks, incidentally, were gone in like 5 minutes ~ I scarffed them down)!




The next beauty in my bevy of gift givers was my lovepup, Ruby Bug! Doesn't she just look like sassiness dogified?


She sent me this big ol' box. Once I smelled my lovepup had sent it, I tore right in!



I started sytematically unpacking the box! (It was pretty full).



The first thing I pulled out was this dog tag. Evidently, I'm a BABE MAGNET! (She's got that right. Just look who's sending me packages).



Then I fished out this deliciously fabulous Orbee ball of the WHOLE WORLD! I had no idea that the world was so minty fresh smelling.



I can't even begin to list all the amazing stuff I found in that box (it would be a little embarrassing to admit). There were even prezzies for Merv and my hooman girl too! It was a ball-themed box of love, and here I am with most of my toy haul and some of the incredible snacks that were tucked in among the balls.



Ruby Bug! You humble me with your love. I'm so happy you are mine! I think of you everytime I play with one of my new balls or eat one of those delicioso snacks. I soooo love you, girlie! I especially cherish your card and love note, but won't be sharing the details of those here. A guy has to maintain some privacy.


On the very same day my package from Ruby came, there was another big box sitting on top of it just waiting for my loving attention. It was from my spicey little Love Pug, Suki. Just look at that tongue! This is one of her trademark expressions!


Of course, I had to dig right in. The box was big enough I wondered if Suki Girl had tried to send herself to me.


I worked my package-opening magic on the box extra quick. Had to get her out!



No Suki (sigh), but she did send me this cute little lambie guy and a whole cannister of squeaky tennis balls! They'll do in a pinch, but it's just not the same as snuggling up to Suki herself.



Then I found this. It's the LOVE HOUND! (I see where you're going with this, Suki). This is what the Love Hound looked like in pristine condition.



I attended to loving on my new Love Hound with all my goober might.



And, this is what he looked like 30 minutes later. Poor Love Hound.




Even though I totally gooberized him, I love him still, and think of, you, Suki whenever I pull all his parts together and lie down on him. Thank you, Suki Girl! Just know that the gooberized condition of your Love Hound is evidence of my love for you!



There was also a boatload of great snacks and a love note from Suki, but hey, that's pawsonal.




This is the face of one goob who KNOWS he is loved. Everytime I look at any of the sweet goodies I received, they only serve as reminders of the great hammie friend, and two lovepups I am fortunate enough to have in my life! Does that make me a babe magnet or just one lucky goober?



Love,
Stanley