Saint Bernard
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Home:Staunton, VA  [I have a diary!]  
Age: 12 Years   Sex: Female   Weight: 100+ lbs

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   Leave a bone for Bella

bella belly, bellisimo, smella, big head, horse, big swiss freak

Doggie Dynamics:
not playfulvery playful

Quick Bio:
-purebred-pound dog-dog rescue

sleeping, food, getting attention from anyone, taking walks, playing with my rope toy, dinner time, getting brushed, blow-dryed, and vacuumed, car rides anywhere, getting into the trash can

getting my nails trimmed is the WORST, people asking "do you have a saddle for that thing?", being left alone, the cat hissing at me, little dogs barking at me (why do they do that?), getting in trouble for getting into the trash can

Favorite Toy:
Anything I can play tug-of-war with and I always win. I'm not much into toys but I love a good pig ear or rawhide.

Favorite Food:
Iams Large Breed Weight Control with a little green beans mixed in and my bedtime treat

Favorite Walk:
anywhere but I LOVE going to the park

Best Tricks:
I can sit but I just don't understand "stay" and I learned to catch my treats and I'm getting pretty good at it if I do say so myself.

Arrival Story:
We saw Saint puppies in the pet store and they were the cutest things but decided we couldn't buy a dog when there are so many at shelters that need homes. So after looking on the local SPCA website we found "Rosemary" and fell in love with her. A farmer had found her playing in his cow field. She was severely under weight and had been shaven bald because of all the stuff in her fur but has gained lots of weight and just went over 190 pounds! We had to rename her Bella, Rosemary just didn't fit. Bella is the most affectionate and friendly dog ever and will go to ANYONE that wants to say hi.

I love sleeping. I would sleep almost 24 hours a day if mommy let me. I have my own doggy bed we had special ordered and I love sleeping under the AC. My favorite time of day is when mommy or daddy gets home from work. I have an older sister cat named Woody but she doesn't like me much. I like to chase her but sometimes she's mean and yells at me. I also have a human baby brother named Brady. He's OK but his toys are loud.

Forums Motto:
I'm not fat, I'm fluffy

The Groups I'm In:
100+ pounders club.."Large and in charge", Saint Bernards, Split Faced Pooches, Virginia Dogs

The Last Forum I Posted In:
Got the trots!

I've Been On Dogster Since:
March 21st 2006 More than 10 years!

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When I'm not snoring...

Booty day

April 15th 2006 3:05 pm
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Mommy woke me up from my nap today and said it's "home bootyparlor day" so I got real excited cause this sounded fun to me. So we went outside to play in my pool and I thought "wow, booty day is the best!" but then she brought out the shampoo. That wasn't so bad, I don't mind smelling good and I know after I get the shampoo I get the blower thing and that's my favorite! I kind of like it when my fur is all poofed up even though it makes me look fatter.
But then she brought out the big cutty things. Pups, she cut my nails. It was the worst. I whined and whined but there was no mercy.
I don't mind smelling good but having a manicure is just too girly for me. I mean really, it just doesn't go with the slobber.
So then we went inside and I'm feeling a little better because now I know it's blower time. Then the worst part of all...I don't get the blower. Mommy said it's cause it's warm outside and I don't need it. Are you kidding me? I went through all that and I don't get the blower!!! So I whined and pouted until I got my way. I was just not going to let her get away with that.
So now I'm bootyful, nails and all (pout).
I don't know what I did to make her mad but it must have been something horrific. And really I'm innocent until proven guilty and she can't prove the slobber on the wall is mine!
I got a pigear after all was done. I think it was a pity ear though but I took it anyway.
When she's not looking I'm going to take the cutters and hide them. Then I'll blame it on the cat. Piece of cake. Mmmmm, cake.
I've had a long day...back to snoring.
Lots of slobber,

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