Likes: Belly rubs, walks, RUNNING FAST, watching Animal Planet, and her cats Moo Cow and Nora, playing with Rosie, jumping on and licking people, sprawling out on the couch, zoning out to Jerry, car rides, going to Phydeaux, chasing squirrels up trees.
Pet-Peeves: Being lied to by Timberwolf Organics, running out of room on the bed, the vacuum cleaner, going to the bathroom in the rain, baths, and being lied to by Timberwolf Organics.
Favorite Toy: kong stuffed with cookies, orbee bone, the Hurley, Orbee Tough Ball, The Fuzzy Wubby Man, Fleecy Knot, Hedgie, Blue Kitty--is there any toy the Shellies doesn't like? NO!
Favorite Food: Challah, Peanut Butter, Challah covered in peanut butter, anything with peanut butter on it, Bully Sticks, The Honest Kitchen, Ziwi Peak air dried lamb and venison, Nature's Variety medallions, Evanger's 100% meat, Merrick lamb squares.
Favorite Walk: Anywhere
Best Tricks: Dancing the cha-cha, standing couch jump
Arrival Story: When we discovered that not only do my cats not mind dogs, but actually like them I decided to look for one. We wanted a female German Shepherd mix and saw a picture of a dog named Maya posted by the Durham APS. We went over to see her. There she was out front being visited by another couple who had already decided they wanted her. The next day I went to PetsMart to get some cat food. The APS was having an adopt-a-thon. On a whim I asked if they had any female GSD mixes. They said yes, but she was around the corner takin' a pee. The APS lady went to get her handler and brought in the dog to meet me. I kneeled down to say hello. It was love at first sight. Spelzers decided immediately that she was going to be my dog. She stood up, put her paws on my shoulders and gave me a big hug. That was it. The Shellies was to become my first dog. When I went to visit her at the shelter it was pretty clear she was running out of time. I couldn't understand why someone wouldn't snap up this wonderful, loving dog. Then she came out and peed on the floor. I absolutely did not care. She was so excited to see me. I had planned to let her recover for a couple of days at the shelter from her spaying, but hurricane Isabel was drawing near. The shelter asked me to pick her up early to make room for the inevitible homeless pets. Since she came home in the midst of the storm it was only appropriate that her name be changed (it had been Freda). We had to negotiate accute separation anxiety, but overcame it with medication, training, patience, and lots of love. She is now free of the medication. It's as if she never had a problem at all. She is just a super good lovin', friendly, wonderful, silly dog. I am thankful every day for that well timed cat food run. The Belzers Rocks!
Bio: As far as we know Shellies was living on her own, possibly with a herd of deer which may account for her impressive leaping ability. In the fall of 2004 she ran unsuccessfully for North Carolina Agriculture Commissioner, but vows to run again. Having at last made contact with the semi-elusive SASQUATCH THE MIGHTY MARMOT, Spelza has devoted herself to his teachings, and hopes to soon be able to use her gas to levitate herself. Isabel was to appear as Dimples, a brave and heroic dog, in her dad's children's novels. He has changed the books' direction and they are now being written more for older kids and "young adults." That being the case Isabel demanded that the moniker Dimples be replaced with her own name. She will now be appearing as herself. She's pretty brave in real life, saving Dad from stepping on a Copper Head. Isabel also hopes that Kevin Costner will never make a sequel to "The Postman." Last year Spelzerrelza, using her bird doggin' powers and super sniffer, helped rescue a baby robin that had been blown out of its nest in a big storm. The Shellies is obviously very proud of herself, but wants to give credit to her pup pals Lyla and Hud, and their Super Mom, for advising us as to where to take the young squab, as well as the folks at the Piedmont Wildlife Center who are taking care of her plucky little friend.
Her efforts to invade and conquer France were thwarted by Hurricane Katrina. The hordes of Spandex Volare Groomer Monkeys were instead sent to New Orleans to help in the relief effort. In response to the Federal Government's abysmal response to Katrina, and Supreme Idiot Shrub's continued ineptitude, Shellies decided to run for President of the United States and has selected her bosom chum, her comrade in booty gas, Isobel to be her Vice Presidential running mate. Isabel won in an unprecedented landslide and thanks all her supporters and staff on Dogster and Catster. As of January 22, 2006 she is now sworn in as the first female canine Jewish President of the United States. President Isabel's latest initiative is her Animal Abuse Commission. It's purpose is to urge elected officials to classify animal abuse crimes as a felony in all 50 states. If you want to help join President Isabel's Animal Abuse Commission
Having moved on to the Rainbow Bridge and Beyond, Isabel has taken on the new roll as The Cosmic Shellies, transcending time and space, and violating all the laws of physics. She is freer than free and is everywhere all the time.
Forums Motto: To Infinity and Beyond!
Super Powers: Squirrel'n'Bird Radar, Super Sniffer, Cuteness Ray, Stank Fog, Power Paws, Gazelle Leap, David Bowie Blue Jean Eye
It's hard to believe that two years have gone by since I lost you. There have been a lot of changes since last year. Rosie, Shelly and I have moved again...this time pretty far away. I haven't been able to come back to visit you yet, but I will soon. We have a blended family now, May-may, a big crazy German Shepherd lives with us now. She and Rosie had a few scrapes while getting used to living together, but we brought a trainer in to help us and they are getting along much better now...well at least Rosie knows not to mess with her.
Shelly reminds me more of you as time goes by...I'm still thinking that maybe you moved into her body...though she's a lot more fond of destroying toys than you ever were. But she loves to jump up and give lots of hugs and kisses like you, and she's still as stubborn as ever about coming inside like a certain Shellies. She's definitely fitting her namesake.
Rosie still misses you. After we moved she found an old collar of yours. She sniffed it, picked it up in her mouth, took it to the bed and rested her chin on it with a sigh and just pouted for a while. You were her best pal and such a great sister. Shelly tries, but it's not quite the same. Rosie does love her though, and plays with her a lot. But you'll always be her bestest sister.
We have your picture on the mantle so while we warm ourselves by the fire we can see you and remember all the good times we had together.
Here's something cosmic that happened this past year. I was in a bad car accident over the summer. The back of my car was smashed in and I got pushed into another car. Going back to see the wreck a few days later I looked at the impact and thought it didn't look normal considering how hard I was hit. Instead of being shoved all the way in the rear was bent up with the fender facing straight up. I looked underneath and saw the gas tank was dented a little, right where the fender was bent. I thought that might have had something to do with Shelly's crate that I had been keeping in the trunk. Sure enough, when the trunk was opened at the salvage yard the crate was completely wedged in. They couldn't get it out. If it hadn't been there the gas tank would have been crushed and possibly ripped open which could have sparked and exploded. Instead of just having a fracture and some problems with leg pain I could have been blown sky high. If you hadn't passed away I wouldn't have adopted Shelly and had that crate in the trunk. So, you saved me again my Shellies. But I still wish that lady I lived with hadn't been so stupid as to leave you and Rosie in the front yard alone so you had time to dig your way out and escape. This was just a miracle that our Creator did that resulted because He chose to take you from me. At least now it makes a little more sense.
I just wish you were here with us so I could hug you and play with you, and so Rosie could snuggle with her sister again. We miss you so much, girl. Thanks for helping to look out for me, and the rest of us. We will always love you.
My Dearest Shellies,
A year has gone by since you left your sister and I. Not a day goes by that I don't feel the broken heart of your passing. I miss you so much, still wishing I could hold you and get hugs and kisses from you just once more. Shelly is doing her best to make up for your absence, and I know there must be times when you are channelling through her. She is so much like you.
I visited your grave today and left you a shell from your favorite island. I haven't gotten to go and bury some of your fur there, but I promise I will get there this year and do that for you.
I spent part of my day telling stories about you; how you ran away and found all the chained up dogs in the neighborhood, and then came back to show me where they were; and the time you saw the copperhead on the railroad tracks and jumped up to keep me from stepping on it and possibly getting bitten; and how you ran off with Buddy and Batdog and had a grand time chasing the deer. I miss you girl. That pain will never go away until we meet again.
There are times when we feel you around us, and are glad you are helping watch over us.
Play hard and run free my angel dog. I will never stop loving you.
My Dearest Isabel,
Today is your rebirthday; the first that has come since your passing and moving on to the rainbow bridge. I've been so busy that I nearly forgot. You would have celebrated your sixth rebirthday; the day you came home in the middle of a hurricane, and came on by storm into my life.
I love you so. Not a day goes by that I don't think of you: your big smile, the way you greeted me when I came home, the way you were such a good big sister to Rosie, and how you would protect Moo Cow and Nora from Rosie's overly enthusiastic advances.
I see so much of you in Shelly. She shares your enthusiasm for everything, your expressive ears, and even your stubborn streak. I hope you can feel it when I rub her belly.
Rosie still misses you I think. She and Shelly aren't as tight as you too were, but they are getting closer and love to play some of the same games, though ring around hedge isn't as fun. Shelly hasn't figured out that it's about the chase, not the actual catching, but still it's a good workout.
I miss everything about you, but most of all I just miss having you here. You left me too soon my girl. This empty space in my heart is never going to go away until we meet again.
I love you so my Shellies. Watch over us, okay? We still need you.