Scarface

It is a well-established fact that my sissy Stella is a Diva of the highest order!

Another well-known fact ~ she's a bit of a

and she can be pretty fierce!

As I turn this post over to our hooman girl, I just want to remind you of the photos of Stella & I snuggling.

If you want to see more proof of past snuggling, please go here. Now for our hoogirl!

Hey, all! Lisa here. Before I say anything else, just know that everyone here in GooberStan is fat, sassy, and enjoying life. I'm reminding you of that because on Friday we had a little incident that was kind of freakish and a little expensive. Remember on New Year's Eve when Stella & Stanley were wrasslin' and Stanley sustained an injury? Something similar happened Friday.

Late Friday morning I was letting Stanley go outside so he could eat his raw meaty bone in peace. As soon as I let Stanley out Stella knows it's time for her to go to her snack shack to get her bone. Well, Stella went at Stanley like some ninja goob (would that be a ninjoober?). Stanley tried to sit on her and hold her down until she lost some steam, like he usually does. (See photo below for an example of how this works.)

For some reason Stella got really really mad about this and while swinging her head around got hung up on one of Stanley's large snaggle teeth and ripped her lip up. The first photo is from farther away and doesn't look so bad.

The second photo is a little harder to look at. Stella had to get 13 stitches total (inside and outside her mouth). She has to keep them in for 10 days before we go to have them taken out. Don't worry, though. After the anesthetic wore off she was back to her old self ordering everyone around (though we weren't listening much).

If you were to see Stella today from the front she still looks like this. It's a little deceiving... seeing as how she looks like she's been in a bar fight from the side view.

Stanley has been running around the yard with her and sniffing on her, but she's been spending a lot of time in her condo the past couple of days. She acts like nothing happened, and doesn't even need a lampshade because she's leaving the stitches alone. The vet let me go into surgery with her since she was still conscious for the procedure (even though she couldn't move). I got to sit there and scratch her tail and her booty while I watched him sew her up.

I still have no idea exactly what happened to get her so mad. Stanley didn't bite at her, but only had his mouth open like he usually does when they play. After seeing them together then seeing blood on Stella I assumed it was Stanley's since she had pulled out 2 hunks of furr from his beard. Alas, Stanley was virtually unscathed.

Stanley says you should all feel free to call Stella Scarface from now on if you want to.

Loving my goobers,

Lisa