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Likes: Clean, crisp, fresh water. Hogging any-and-all Mommy time. Sitting on top of her throne guarding her kingdom. Teasing the neighbor dog with her freedom. Spying on the grumpy old nighbor.
Pet-Peeves: Not getting the first gulp of new fresh water in the bowl or old icky Zeus-slobber-water!
Favorite Toy: She loves (love, love, love, love, LOVES) Howie the Horse! A Tuffie her best Bullmastiff friend Izzie gave her for her 2nd Birthday!
Favorite Food: I bet she'd love her Orijen even more if she'd actually CHEW IT to get some of the taste out of it!
Favorite Walk: I love going up on the old abandoned golf course on our lake for a nice off-leash romp!
Best Tricks: I can pick up toys and put them in the toy box when Mom asks. That is of course, if I really FEEL like it at the moment...
Arrival Story: It was apparent to us that Zeus desperatley needed a canine friend and companion, and there was never a doubt in our minds, that we would have another Bullmastiff. I just so happened to meet a lady here on Dogster, and I informed her that we were going to be searching for a little sister for Grace. It just so happened she was getting ready to have a litter of Bullmastiffs! It was the day that Grace was born that a hot pink identification collar was slapped on Grace and I knew she was supposed to be ours. I fawned over her for quite some time, while my other half insisted that we didn't have the money @ that time. I begged. I pleaded. It was pathetic. We soon missed our cut-off and Grace (then known as "Pink Diamond") was soon sold to a great family a world away, where she was destined for the show ring with her new owner as her handler. I was heartbroken, but there was nothing I could do. Months later, I got a life changing e-mail. Grace, as her new family had named her, needed a new forever home because of some un-fortunate circumstances. Jumping @ the opportunity, I immediatley contacted Grace's new owner and began to wheel and deal with her to get Grace home. It wasn't but a couple of weeks after the inital e-mail that plans to fly Grace to us from Michigan had been arranged. I remember the man at the airport wheeling her out (@ 37 pounds) and seeing that little adorable face peeking at me through the crate door. The beautiful moment was immediately ruined by the sweaty airline man yelling, "THIS IS NO PUPPY! IT'S A BEAST!" She hopped out of her crate, did her business, jumped in the truck and away she went to her new life with us without ever looking back, like she was supposed to be here all along. We retired her early from the show ring, as we didn't have the time she needed put into the rigorious event. (Not to mention she is plagued by a retchid topline and most terrible bite among other things!) However, she is certianly the champion of our hearts anyway!
Bio: Miss Grace? How'd you get that name? My previous owners named me Grace, or actually Gracie. Mom thought that with me already coming to a new home, that it would probably be confusing to switch my name up on me. (She was going to name me "Carmella".) Then came the part where I got my "official" AKC name. Mom just could not decide. After months of careful consideration, she chose "[Kennel Name's] Goodness Gracious" because when I was a puppy and would do wrong (which happened a LOT!) she would yell, "Oh, my! GOODNESS GRACIOUS!" and volia! There you have it!
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Is the rest of your family as good looking as you are, Miss Grace? You bet your sweet little patootie they are! Many of my siblings (Duke, Pearl, Ruphus, Jade and General Titus) are here on Dogster also. Let me give you a shamless plug to my most favorite (and best looking if I may say so) brother General Titus. Take a peek ladies. You won't be dissapointed! And don't forget to visit my beautiful sister, Jade! Looks, class, beauty! What else could you want in a girl! We love you, Jade!
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If you could click your ruby red shoes together, Miss Grace, and go anywhere, where would it be and why? Now there's a silly question! The dog park, of course! I love it there! All the different sort of doggies! The pond! The tall grass to run in and crawl around all over in! The frisbees! Oh, the frisbees! All the owners to show off in front of! It's really an attention needy dog's dream come true!
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An interesting fact: Truth be known, it is our understanding Grace is actually a legitamate twin! Check out Grace's twin brother Ruphus. They even look alike! Grace and Ruphus were the only two "true Reds" in their litter, are both smaller than the usual Bullmastiff, are both "ripped"/extremely muscular and agile, and both have the exact same features! Just when you think you've had enough Grace, you find out there's another one (Uhm, boy version) of her!
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Did you know? That Grace is a Bullmastiff MIDGET? Okay, maybe I should just call her petite! Currently weighing in at a massive 75 pounds, she is super tiny! Shorter than your average Labrador, but with 3x more muscle, Grace is a sight to see! Like a miniature body builder!
Forums Motto: Miss Behavin' Dogster Local Spots I've Marked: Heritage (Dog) Park, Natural Pet Food & Supply, Mystic Acres Kennel The Groups I'm In: Bodacious Bullmastiffs, Concerned Owners for Vaccination Education, No Breed is a Bad Breed, Why would I eat yellow corn meal ?
The Last Forum I Posted In: needing some help/advice
Mom finally got around to ordering my Birthday cake today! She said though ordering it online is more expensive, that it's worth it. She said $35 for a cake online vs. time, effort and usually a terrible outcome (either a burnt down kitchen, stove caught on fire or a totally charred cake) is TOTALLY worth it! Mom bought my cake from the same place she did for my birthday last yer and my cake last year was AWESOME (see the picture on my page!) so she fully expects this one to be great, too!
I do believe my present from her and Dad is on it's way, too! I heard Dad say whatever it is I got is something I "don't need", so I bet you 10,000 bones that it is something TOO SWEET! (Because Mommy ALWAYS knows what I love and want! Daddy is a par-tay POOPER!)
Apparently Mom is getting me a super special gift just from her, too. I can only wait to see what this will be!
But my friends, best of all, and most importantly, MOM GOT HER DATES MIXED UP WHEN BRIE IS COMING TO STAY! So, do you know what that means? That means that Brie will NOT be here to ruin my Birthday! Whoohoo! (However, she will be here later on this month to ruin my life. Hmpf.)
So, folks. That is the Birthday report from my world for now.
Ouch!!! Is that an arrow I feel jousting my little rear? By golly Miss Molly, it's Cupid! I have been tagged by the one, the only BEAUTIFUL Audrey!
So here's how it works; in Valentine Day tag, you write your five Valentine Day wishes in a diary entry, then choose five of your pup pals and have them write down five of THEIR wishes. Then they choose five pup pals... and so on and so on...
You can let your five pup pals know that they have been tagged by paw mail, or rosette. Have fun and I hope all of your Valentine Day wishes come true!
My 5 Valentine wishes are:
1. That the world would be free of people who didn't love me as much as I love myself (coughZEUScough).
2. To spend my Birthday French Bulldog-less would be oh-so-sweet and quite possibly the highlight of my year.
3. For my evil voodoo telekinesis to kick in and knock over the ENTIRE FOOD CONTAINER full of not only my, but Zeus' bohemith bags o' food! (With ALL of the cookies on top of it, too!)
4. That everybody could experience what it's like to be half as good looking as moi! (No, wait! That should be one of YOUR wishes! Duh! Silly me!)
5. To be magically so fresh and so clean clean for the rest of my entire lifetime so that I would never have to be suds-up again! And while we're at it, please make my toenails stop growing, too! (And if you could tidy up Zeus just a bit? That too would be appreciated. He's his own special perfume, for sure!)
I pick:
1. My brother, General Titus
2. My wishful Valentine, Mack
3. My partner in crime, Bella
4. Bad Girls Club Top Member, Emma
5. The Man himself, EC Diesel
Happy Valentine's Day, everybody! Mom and I (and Zeus) thank you all for the rosettes and kind words! She wishes she could hand some out herself, but a ***certian Shih Tzu whom we just so happen to share an account with (and her pesky owner...GRAMMA!)*** has made us bankrupt YET AGAIN in the so very important area concerning our rosette balance, so our apologies. Please take up your problems andn concerns regarding this matter to Tuesday and her Mom (my Gramma). And please, don't be shy. Complain. A lot! We slipped our $0.o2 into the complaint box earlier today! Geminie Christmas, Tues! Share the wealth!
But I digress, thanks again guys and have a VUNDUHFUL Valentine's!
Muah!
Love yours truly,
Mommy's Miss Grace!
Mud & Mommy: An unbeatable combination for the best Saturday- ever!
My time outside on my tube snooping on the next door neighbor and peeping in windows so up high on the hill has been limited by the inches upon inches of snow that blankets my beloved old friend the tubs. And where there's no tube, there's no fun. And where there's no fun, usually there's Zeus. But I digress. My apologies.
Yesterday my dear sweet Mom decided to suit up and go out with me in the land of melted snow and swampy guck. She geared up in a tattered old sweatshirt and her Crocs (though only mildly attractive, extremely easy to clean) and turned me loose on that beautiful, gushy, mushy, beautiful mud.
We frisbee'd, wrestled, raced and got down right dirty in the mud. It was GREAT! I admit to jumping on her a number of times to test not only her love and loyalty to me, but to check and make sure for her sake that that was really a sweatshirt she didn't mind getting dirty. (I know, I'm such a good little girl.) Not nobody, not ever, has anybody loved to wallow in the mud with me as much as my Mom did yesterday.
Of course, a mild interruption of Zeus-ness is always inevitable as he pranced outside so lightly on his tippie toes and stood at the edge of the wooden deck with his, "But Mommy! I don't want to get dirty!" prance and dance and slapped on his saddest most pathetic woe-is-me face that jabs Mom right in the heart every time. (Some people are just weak, you know?) The weenie time out card was thrown as Mom had to go tend to my "special needs" big brother and coddle him back into his sad safe little world of white walls and air filters.
All in all, I think we've found ourselves one seriously unbeatable combination for the best Saturday ever. Mud and Mommy can make everything in Graceland virtually perfect!
(And as a shameless plug for one of the most important days of the year---I want to remind everybody that I am still looking for a Valentine, don't you know! Com'on, folks! I'm a gem!)
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