Bella


Australian Cattle Dog/Breed Unknown
Picture of Bella, a female Australian Cattle Dog/Breed Unknown

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Age: 12 Years   Sex: Female   Weight: 26-50 lbs

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Nicknames:
Bella Boo, Miss Boo, Boo Bell, Belly Butt, Belly Bop, Miss Wiggle Butt

Doggie Dynamics:
 Energy 
sleepyenergetic
 
 Intelligence 
sillygenius
 
 Friendliness 
aggressiveaffectionate
 
 Playfulness 
not playfulvery playful
 
 Disposition 
anxiouscalm
 

Quick Bio:
-mutt-pound dog

Birthday:
November 30th 2001

Likes:
Tennis balls, food, people who give her belly rubs, tennis balls, Bad Cuz, tennis balls, sticks, tennis balls.

Pet-Peeves:
People who won't throw the tennis ball. Dogs who get in her face without properly introducing themselves first. Allergies (stupid itchy feet!)

Favorite Toy:
Tennis balls. Bad Cuz.

Favorite Food:
All of it.

Favorite Walk:
Anywhere in the East Bay Regional Parks

Best Tricks:
Using her advanced mind control techniques to compel people to throw the tennis ball.

Arrival Story:
I went to the shelter looking for a small, calm, mature dog. Then Bella wiggled at me. She was too big and too hyper, but she wiggled at me! When I took her out she could not hold still and just wanted to run and jump and wiggle. She was soooooo happy to be out of her kennel and with people! I knew she would be a handful, but there was no way I could put her back in her kennel. To do so would have broken her heart (and mine). She came home with me that afternoon. Adopting Bella was one of the smartest things I've ever done. She is my doggy soul mate and my best friend. DON'T BUY, DON'T BREED, ADOPT!

Bio:
***Bella is a Canine Good Citizen ***               Bella is an agility dog, and has novice NADAC titles. Her other hobbies include sitting on dogs and people, disciplining the vacuum cleaner, helping to mind foster puppies, and finding tennis balls anywhere, any time. She has found tennis balls on hiking trails, in the middle of the desert, at remote wilderness campsites, and in every house she has ever visited. She likes sorting and arranging her tennis balls according to esoteric criteria. I suspect that it's all part of her grand plan for World Tennis Ball Domination.

Forums Motto:
Throw the ball!

I've Been On Dogster Since:
January 21st 2004 More than 10 years!

I Was In The:
♥Mom♥ 2005 Mother's Day Stroll!

2004-2005 Holiday
Picture Party
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Rosette, Star and Special Gift History

Dogster Id:
315


Meet my family
BuckShadowSunnyOliver
***Adopted***
Lucy *RIP*Calvin

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According to Bella


A note from your benevolent leader

February 11th 2007 8:10 pm
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It's been well over a year since I updated this journal, and I do not want my followers to think that I've forgotten them.

Of course I have not forgotten you, my patient readers. Piloting the new world order takes time and effort, but I will always have a moment or two to spare for the common people.

The revolution, of course, was a great success. It began with a series of marches and rallies and strikes. At first my guardian scoffed, but soon she was forced to take my demands seriously. She tried to negotiate, but in the end she caved. She abandoned her office job ways, and took employment at an animal shelter. Sunny and I went to work with her, and I made lots of people throw lots of balls for me.

After a year of going to work every day, I decided to retire. I understand that some people work for years and years before retiring, but to my mind that's a bit much. Working for a year seemed just about right. Now I sleep in late every day, I take lots of naps, I spend quality time with Bad Cuz, and my guardian comes home every day at lunch to throw the ball for me.

And of course, I run the universe in my spare time.

 

Revolution

August 17th 2005 3:27 pm
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My guardian has been working too much. She leaves me and Sunny and Lucy alone all day. Oh sure, we have access to the yard, and we have toys and beds and water and everything we need, so it's not technically abuse, but there is no one to throw the tennis balls.

I taught Sunny to throw, and she's actually quite good at it (Sunny is smarter than most people suspect). But she has the attention span of a neutrino, and tries to chase the ball before she's even done throwing it. Then she falls over herself and gets tangled up, and it would be quite amusing if I were amused by such things. But I'm not amused; I just want someone to throw the ball already.

I thought about trying to teach Lucy to throw, but really, what's the point? Lucy is still mastering the many aspects of "sit" and "down." She's sweet, but she's not exactly a tennis ball scientist.

So that leaves me with no tennis balls to chase. My guardian has said more than once that I am too smart for my own good, and that I need a job otherwise I'll get into trouble, but she seems to have forgotten her own words.

I am going to remind her. I am going to get into trouble.

I won't eat shoes or vomit on the bed. Instead, I'm going to start a revolution. Sunny and Lucy will follow me wherever I go, and obey my every command. It's time for me to harness that influence and use it to overthrow the dominant paradigm!

Revolutionaries get their own private tennis ball throwers, don't they?

 

I'm so funny

June 3rd 2005 11:33 pm
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I played a trick on my guardian.

We went to our first agility trial in a long time, and I was stunning! I ran fast and clean , and got bunches of ribbons. All the people who hadn't seen me since I lost weight were amazed at how good I looked. It was fun, but my guardian got pretty puffed up. She started thinking that it there was nothing she couldn't do, and that we'd be running in Elite in no time. So I decided to teach her a little lesson.

The next weekend we went to another trial, and on Saturday I was rotten. I dawdled through the course and sniffed at each weave pole. I thought about jumping off the dog walk - I didn't, but boy! you should have seen her face. Then on the A frame, I jumped over the yellow part. Wheeeee! My poor guardian was so sad, I almost felt sorry for her.

It's okay though, because I redeemed myself on Sunday. I was fast! I went zoom zoom zoom and hit all my contacts and got the gamble! I did go off course a tiny little bit, but not on purpose. It was because I was running so fast, and my guardian was late with the directions. Then, at the end of the day when I'm usually slow and tired, I ran my best jumpers run ever. I was beautiful and fast and clean, and I got second place! Second place may not seem impressive to some dogs, but lets face it, I'm not the fastest dog around, and those border collies leave me in the dust. A lot of the time I don't even make time in jumpers, so my guardian thinks my second place ribbon is just about the prettiest thing she's ever seen.

I'm going to take a little break, then I'll go to another trial at the end of July. I'm sure I'll be mostly good, but I think it's best to do at least one unexpected thing at each trial. There are sooooo many ways to mess up at agility, and I've never even tried a lot of them. There are some things my guardian thinks she doesn't have to worry about at all.

Hmmmm... I must think on this.

 
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