Triumph!

So, you may be wondering how that whole thesis thing went, huh? Well, this is me, all excited that my girl is finally DONE with her stinkin' thesis! Yes. Thesispalooza has come to an end.

On Friday afternoon, while my girl was still doing her thesis defense, some flora of unknown origin arrived at our house. Aren't they GORGEOUS?

Stella was very much into smelling the flowers...

from every angle.

I was actually more interested in eating them! (Don't worry. My girl didn't let me deface her F.O.T. ~ Flowers Of Triumph)!




The card said the flowers were from all of our friends in the blogosphere, but a little goober told us that Scruffy, Lacie & Stan's Mumsie was the one responsible for making it happen! (Our girl actually cried when she read the card.) Mumsie, you will be getting some goob lovin' directly from me in a few weeks! You totally made our girl's day! She was feelin' the love.




Stella & I have both been giving our girl extra S.N.O.T (SNuggles Of Triumph) these last few days. She was one worn out puppy!




We're extra proud too because she was awarded honors for her thesis, and she gave credit to Stella, Merv, and I for our part in helping as her writing partners! It was right there in print ~ saw it with my own eyes!






Our celebration has only just begun, and what better way to help us kick it off than with some Punk music for deviant dogs from my buddy, Murphy, and his mama's store Punk Rock Dogg?! Is this not the coolest stinkin' CD you've ever seen?! The songs got us all howling along to that driving beat while our girl did her Slam Dance of Triumph (S.D.o.T.) through the house a few times! Thanks, Murph! You really did us a solid by sending that CD. My girl was totally DYING that she couldn't get her hands on one! Smooches to your mama too! She's very cool to think of my girl!

And now, we want to share some of that love we're feeling with a new buddy we met through Facebook.

This cute pupgirl is Autumn. She's a rescue Lakie like Stella. She was recently rescued from being a baby machine in a puppy mill, and she just spent her first birthday in freedom with her furrever family! She's four now, so please go over to her blog and wish her a happy birthday and welcome her to the blogosphere!

She's learning all about how to be a carefree dog from her catbro and her new mom. Doesn't she look like Stella & Lacie? We're so excited we found her!

Full of goober love, triumph, and celebration,

Stanley & Stella

More later about my birthday and some special stuff coming up soon! Thanks for all the birthday love you sent my way! I totally felt it!

Mangoober

My buddy Mango is something pretty awesome. He's one hunk of burning Mastiff love, and he's one genius of a goober for hosting the first ever alternative to the wannabe dogshow Westminster... Mango Minster! For being the goob genius he is I'm going to start calling him Mangoober!

I am deeply humbled by the awards I received at Mango Minster. They were totally unexpected! Here you see me sportin' my award for Reader's Choice Best in Show. Whoa. I'm feeling a little overwhelmed here...

I think my award may be trying to strangle me.

Nothing to worry about. I'll get it under control here in a minute.

Sthee? Almoth got it under conthrol.

Sthorry bout the intherruption in the photo thoot.




And, here's my lovely award for winning the Terrier Group! I will proudly represent my fellow terriers this year (and a big hairy goob shall lead them...)!




It looks almost good enough to eat.




I'll just break off a chunk...

...from over here...

Seems my girl forgot to mention to me that it's not an edible award, but isn't it gorgeous all the same? I can't seem to take my eyes off of it.

Speaking of eatables, I got a sweet bag of pumpkin treats which disappeared so fast we have no photographic evidence of them.

Look what else I received for my win in the Terrier Group!

Aw yea, baby. That's right! I received some PAWESOME banana carob cookies from my buddy Murphy (that's him on the package) and his mama's Punk Rock Dogg store (it's WAYYYY cool)! MAN, those were stinkin' tasty too!

That's not all! The judges of the Terrier Group, Penny, Poppy, and Patches, sent me my very own felted wheelie from their mama! She even named him after me!

Check out his adoption certificate!

Do you see the resemblance? (He's one good lookin wheelie!)

I know Wheelie Stan is not edible, but I might just sneak in for a little taste...

I am overwhelmed with all of these FABULOUS awards! Thanks Penny, Poppy, Patches and Murphy!! Give your mamas a big juicy goob smooch from me. And Mangoober, I'm ordering up the biggest and best Atomic Booty Scritch for you from my girl, and sending the biggest and juiciest of goober smooches for your sweet mama! Viva Mangoober! Viva Mango Minster! Can't wait to see all the pups compete next year!!!

Goober love,

Stanley

Team Flatulence

I'm a flatulent guy. I admit it. And to celebrate that flatulence with other pups of the same persuasion I joined an... organization of sorts. Since I can't really talk about it I'll let the shirt speak for itself.

Notice my diva goob sissy, Stella, in the background of this photo. While I'm modeling the only t-shirt I'll probably ever allow my girl to place on my body Stella is demanding a shirt of her own. I told her, "If there was such a thing as a Belch Club then you could get the t-shirt."

It's comfortable enough for just lounging around, and I LOVE it! Thanks, Murphy & your mama Colleen! Since I don't carry a wallet I'm still trying to figure out where to carry my membership card. If you want to join this organization and get this awesome t-shirt, go here and Murphy tells all about it.

Also, we are celebrating an award bestowed upon us by my sweetpea, Asta!

Here it is.

This *** Award is apparently, bestowed upon a fellow blogger whose blog's content is, in the giver's opinion Brilliant. I think that is overstating things a bit, but thank you for the honor! It is much appreciated.

The rules:"When accepting this auspicious award, you must write a post bragging about it, including the name of the misguided soul who thinks you deserve such acclaim, and link back to said person so everyone knows he or she is real.Choose a minimum of 7 blogs that you find brilliant in content or design.Or improvise by including bloggers who have no idea who you are because you don’t have 7 friends.Show the 7 random victims’ names and links and leave a harassing comment informing them that they were prized with “Honest Weblog.”Well, there’s no prize, but they can keep the nifty icon.List at least ten honest things about yourself.Then, pass it on!"

We want to pass this award onto:

1. Scruffy, Lacie & BabyStan's Mumsie ~ because she has 3 holy terriers under her roof.

2. Murphy the Boston Terrier ~ because he is the original punk rock dogg and puts up with not just one, but three little sissies!

3. Wally the Corgador ~ because he tells it like it is and is always full of fun and smoocharoos.

4. Simba & Jazzi ~ because they crack me up and because Simba is finding out that having a little sissy is not SO bad.

5. Neko the Airegirl ~ because she's sweet and takes such good care of her two moms.

6. Peanut & Flash ~ because they are good buddies and share their grammie with me.

7. Marvin ~ because he's a poet, he knows it, and he's amazing!

Now I'm supposed to share with you 10 honest but random things about me. Here goes.

1. Whenever I go outside to wee, I first pick up my pink flamingo and carry him in my mouth like a cigar while I squat and do my business.

2. I'm not usually cuddly except when my girl squats down and asks for a hug. I walk over to her, put my head over her shoulder and lean against her neck.

3. When my girl is not home I pull the living room curtains back over my head while I lean over the back of the couch, so I can keep an eye on what's going on outside.

4. If we go to the dogpark, the first thing I do is go in search of a pond or lake. If there isn't one, a big mud puddle will do.

5. I have 2 big black dots on the back of my tongue.

6. If Merv my catbro comes over and sits down in front of me, that is the signal that it is time for me to clean his ears for him, and I do.

7. Whenever I meet little kids I like to swipe my juicy goober tongue all the way across their face.

8. I love snow, wind, and wild cold weather.

9. I'm taller and leaner than the average Airedale.

10. One of my all-time fave things is when my girl gives me smooches on my punkin head.

Enough about me for now.

Love,

Stanley