Nicknames: Ceel, Celia, Fatty (that's what her Ma calls her).
Gotcha Date: October 1st 2004
Birthday: October 1st 2001
Likes: Attention, treats, loves to sun herself in the yard on sunny days.
Pet-Peeves: Being ignored, rainy days, wet grass rubbing her tummy, strangers touching her (she thinks its just rude!).
Favorite Food: All food.
Best Tricks: Can 'high five'
Arrival Story: Ceeley arrived at the Diamond Dachshund Rescue in 2004. She came from the Corpus Christi area. She was at the pound with another dog (her brother we believe). The other dog got adopted, Ceeley never did because she had a cherry eye. Her time was up and was due to be put to sleep. The pound contacted Diamond Dachsund Rescue (of which my sister Letty is a member) and the rescue took her in and took care of the cherry eye (simple surgical procedure is needed). Ceeley (formerly named Princess) was fostered by my sister. She was such a good dog that my sister fell in love with her & decided to adopt her. Letty felt the name Princess was too common so I suggested the name Ceeley because she looked like a little seal with her short shiny black fur. The rescue estimated her age about 9 years old. Ceeley had back surgery in 2006.
Bio: In 2010 I had to put my beloved sharpei, Wrinkles, to sleep. Little Ebony was left with no doggie-sister. She & Wrinkles (aka Rinky) had been together for 9 years. I didn't want for her to be alone so I considered adopting another dog but finding the right match was hard. Ceeley had stayed at our house several times and Ebby & her always got along beautifully so when my sister suggested letting Ceeley live with us it was a god-send.
Boy oh boy has we's been eatin' good lately! I mus' give mush of the credit to Ebbers and her 'panhandling beady eyes'. You see, she are a expert at using them beadys at getting Auntie to hand over some yummy treats for us. The utter day, Auntie made a 'chiggen pot pie from 'scrash. She boiled some chiggen breasts then diced them up into little piece. She also cooked some carrots mixed them up with some frozen peas. I's in da living room napping but not Ebbers. She are inna 'kishen right by Aunties heels staring up at her with them der panhandling eyes. "P-L-E-A-S-E Mommy!!!! Can you spare some dat for me I's hungry!!!" she begged. As usual Auntie always gives in to Ebbers. I's soon heres Auntie say, "Ceeley, would you like some too?" as she drops a spoonful of peas, carrots, and chiggen into eash of our bowls! MMMMMMMMMMMMMMM it are delish! As if that weren't nuff, she also let us has a little bowl of da chiggen broth. Hehehe...and I's didn't has to does nuttin' cause Ebbers Da Panhandler does all da works!!!
Well me kitty boy toy, (Bol!) got neutered yesserday pups. Auntie gots up early & left da house with a 'bewilered' Skeeter in a crate. Poor Skeet, he don't know what are goings on but I's tol him 'Buck up Skeet! You's gonna be jus fine!" Then I's looked at Auntie and said "Please brings him back Auntie. Skeeter are me baby." Nuisance seemed nervous & kept meowing, "My baby! My baby! Please don't kill my baby, he all I gots!" Auntie petted Nuisance's head and told her not to worry. She promised to bring Skeeter back.
By da way, Nuisance's leg are almos healed. Auntie was so worried it might be broke and she couldn't 'ford to take her to da vet. Our utter purrs vet bills & Ebbers surgery kinda put us inna hole & our vet is getting sooo 'espensive, so she decided to see if her leg would get betters on its own. Don't worry pups, Auntie did her best to make sure Nuisance aren't left to suffer needless. She checked & cleaned da wound, let Nuisance stay inside on cold nights, fed her in bed so she don'ts has to put weight on her leg, bought Skeeter little boxes of Wiskers Catmilk so he wouldn't nurse as mush & hurt her when he tried nursing. Well after bout 2 weeks, Nuisance are now runnin' round, playing wif her kit as if nuttin' happen! Praise da Great Master in da sky, he came thru again!
Anywho, Auntie tooked lil' Skeet to da San Antonio Humane Society to gets snipped. She paid $45 for da surgery & rabies shot. Auntie says dat are a reasonable price. Our vet was gonna charge $195!!!!! Skeet was back da evening. He gots out of da crate as if nuttin' had happened! Nuisance seemed over joyed to see him! Almos brought tears to Auntie's eyes when she saw Nuisy run to Skeeter and sniff & lick him all over.
You all knowes how greedy Ebbers can be when it comes to food & treats but I's tells you she's 'reeshed a new low! Lemme 'splain: Auntie gave us eash a piece of venison-beast meatz that Paw-Paw had brunged us. Well, it jus so happens that little Skeeter also likes venison-beast so Auntie gave him a little piece too. Anywho, bof Ebbers & me ates our piece & little Skeeter was playing wif his. He tossed it up inna airs & den pounced on it. He was in da 'pocess of eating it when Ebbers 'peared outta nowheres! Skeet had da meatz in his mouth & me hears Ebbers say, "GIMME DAT!!! I WANT IT!!!" She grabbed da piece that was hanging out of Skeeter's mouth & janked it out and ate it herself! Little Skeeter did trys to put up a fight & did land a puny kitty punch but it are no use, he are no mash when it comes to Ebbers greed! Tsk, tsk...takin' meatz from a baby....dat are pretty low Ebbers! Doesn't you's feel 'shamed Ebbers?!
Ebby: "Hmmmm....wells...somewhat, but not really! I's wanted dat meatz and I's got it!"