Nicknames: Full name: Shelby Bearington. Nicknames: Waddlebutt, Shelbylou, Pooter, Booter-bear, Lil Bear, Boo-Boo, Baby Bear, Shelby Bearito, Shelby Bear E. More, Shelby Bear-acuda, Boo-bear, Honey-bear, Shelly-belly, Rockstar, Snarter, Pommy-granite...
Birthday: April 2nd 1999
Likes: TREATS! Being brushed, having her tummy brushed/rubbed, & she enjoys writing songs & poetry*
Pet-Peeves: Having her paws touched! Loud noises, quick movements, sometimes other dogs, cats.
Favorite Toy: I don't think Shelby ever got to "play" she doesn't seem to understand what a "toy" is. But she has learned some new GAMES!* (*Please see diary)
Favorite Food: Chicken jerky strips, Greenies, COOOKIES! Carry Outs (all flavors) Jumbones, BusyBones, she loves it ALL!
Favorite Walk: Around our small park.
Best Tricks: Looking adorable (her easiest, too!) sitting, lying down, & giving kisses. *Update: Gives "paw" now, right or left!
Arrival Story: I adopted Shelby from Muttville Rescues in San Francisco, CA on July 4, 2008 but couldn't bring her home til the next day. Her foster-mom Sherrie, was really great & had a wealth of information & advice for me. So Shelby came home with me, ready to start a life as it should be~full of love, & without abuse or neglect as she had lived in the past.
It was a little rough the first week... Shelby also has a partially collapsed trachea which I've learned is fairly common in this breed & other small or toy breeds. She also has to lose some weight which I'm having a difficult time with, I don't want to deny her anything, & a quarter of a cup of dog food (about 10-15 pcs of small kibble) is gone in one bite. I have to do it though, her health & life depend on it. I've had her for 3 weeks now, & she's really blossoming! There are still many issues that may never be resolved, due to the abuse she suffered, but if lots of love will work, it will all be fine.
Bio: We live just south of S.F. & are in the process of "potty training." The vet placed her at 5-7 yrs old, & I'm being very careful to only praise her good behavior & ignoring her bad behavior for now. She's very smart, & is catching on, she just isn't an "outside dog" for the most part. She likes hanging inside the house! *Update: Her new vet places her between 8 and 10 yrs. old!*
It is with great sorrow and grief that I must update Shelby's profile~ she left for Rainbow Bridge June 20, 2009. She will always be loved, adored, & missed until we are together again. Rest in peace my sweet angel, I will love you forever.
Forums Motto: Never met a treat I didn't want to eat!
I know I barked that I'd tell you all about the PUFF Gang Breakout in my next entry, but I really don't have time right now~ that's probably gonna be a 2-parter! But I did write Tucker a poem a while back, & thought I'd share it with you. I put it in a picture, but it's too small to read. So I'll post it here, with you!
WHEN I SAW YOU
I caught a glimpse of you one day,
And you took my very breath away
proudly you stood~ eyes bright, ears erect,
Ever watchful, on guard, your Poms to protect.
A strong, loyal heart beating true and sincere
And a spirit so noble, it would never know fear
I felt my mind and my heart start to race
I’d never witnessed such beauty & grace,
While I watched you in silent contemplation
My love for you grew with my admiration
You served with great honor & guarded your post
Until darkness came~ and you were gone like a ghost
Many long nights I longed for your arms
While I prayed to the Lord to keep you from harm
And now you are mine, my love always true
My heart smiles when I remember that day I saw you
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He told me that he really loved it, Diary! He's so wonderfur. And I'm so lucky, I still can't believe it. A finer gentlefur has never walked this earth!
Well so much has happened since I last barked at you, I don’t even know where to begin! For starters, I was ill for much longer than Mommy or I EVER expected. Annnnd… I didn’t have to go to rehab, but I did end up on a lot of different medications! Right now I’m down to 4, counting the baby aspirin. Hopefully I’ll be able to get off of the Prednisone soon.
Let’s see… well, I didn’t bark anything about this before, even to you, Diary. I couldn’t, because HE might have read it! But now it’s alright if he does, because GUESS WHAT!?? I’m ENGAGED!!! To TUCKER! No furs even knew I was hopelessly gone on him, except of course my BFF, Bizkit. She was very encouraging, & told me she thought he was very interested in me. For a while there, I was getting some mixed signals. I THOUGHT he liked me, but just when I would think he was going to ask me on a date, he’d back away! So finally Bizkit convinced me that I should go ahead & make a move myself. So I made him a card with the scene from “Grease,” you know the one~ where Olivia Newton John & John Travolta are dancing at the end of the movie to “You’re The One That I Want!” I captioned it “An Open Message To Tucker~will he know the name of this song?” And I waited to see what would happen. Well, Diary… I got a response. Half of it was everything I was pawraying to hear, & the other half broke my heart. He told me that he had loved me from the moment he saw me (that means it was “Love At First Sight”, because I loved him the moment I laid eyes on him!) I was elated! But then his letter continued, and I felt my very soul ache as I read that his mommy didn’t allow him to “chase women” because they were gone a lot of the time, & didn’t feel he could devote the time to me that they all felt I deserved. Diary, I was beyond devastated. I was inconsolable… grief-stricken…dejected. I became despondent. I lost interest in everything~ in life itself. Mommy was worried I might do something drastic. She told me to write to him, & tell him how I felt. She told me I had nothing to lose. So I did write to him, Diary. Thank Heavens I listened to her! I wrote & told him that if we couldn’t be together, I would be alone the rest of my life. I told him he was the only fur I would ever love, that my heart belonged to him now, & furever. I sealed it with a kiss, Diary… then sent it & pawrayed harder than I ever have in my whole life.
I received a letter from him, telling me that his pawrents had reconsidered, and were going to allow us to DATE! Diary, imagine my exhilaration~ my utter ELATION! Mommy said she thought I had somehow managed to swallow the SUN, I was glowing so brightly! I had never been so happy in my life, Diary! WOW! TUCKER! Only the DREAMIEST, SMARTEST, COOLEST, most handsome fur on DOGSTER! And he loved ME! What were the odds of THAT happening?!? He began to woo me in ERNEST, Diary, bol! I was overwhelmed at times~ all the loving cards, letters, & gifts that he showered on me! He is the love of my life… sighhhh…. I have a new reason to live.
In my next entry, I’ll tell you all about the “PUFF Breakout Gang” & our trip to Arizona to break Tucker’s mommy out of the CRATE Tuck’s DAD put her in! I wish all the furs could read it fur themselves, but unless they join PUFF, that thread is locked away… except fur some of the highlights, which I’ll go into next time. Y-a-w-w-w-w-n. Ahhhhh… happy endings always make me sleepy. Nitey-night, Diary.
Or should I say "High" Diary? I started this entry while I was SOBER, but somewhere along the way, my breakfast started kicking in, & before I knew it, I was waking up & my entry was gone! My entire entry! DANG! I'll explain:
I believe I mentioned in my last entry about my vet check-up, that Mom bought some Bach's Rescue Remedy on the advise of my doctor. Well Diary, that stuff is 27% alcohol! Mom puts it in my food AND in my water. Well the first time she gave it to me, I got pretty tipsy & fell asleep. But the next time she gave it to me, I ended up just plain BAKED! PIE-EYED on St. Patty's Day! I don't remember much, but Mommy says I got "real cuddly," then made a bunch of crank phone calls. I don't know if she's makin up that last part, but I do love a good crank call from time to time, so I suppose it's possible.
Now Mom is teasing me relentlessly, & has a whole new list of "nicknames" for me~
"BOOZEHOUND," "Lil' Alkie," "LUSH PUPPY," "Drunkie-bear" just to name a few. Even worse, she keeps asking me things like, “Are you wasted yet?” “How many fingers am I holding up?” “Do I need to take your car keys?" Reeeeeeal funny, Mom! She's giving it to me to keep me "quiet," but just between you & me? I think SHE needs it more than I do! She never STOPS! And since she shows NO signs of closing down "Happy Hour" any time soon, I'm beginning to think that if there aren’t any already, I'm gonna have to start a doggy AA chapter here on Dogster~ if she doesn’t stop spiking my food & water! It is a minuscule amount (remember, we’re talking homeopathy,) but still… I lost my whole diary entry!!!
I wrote in one of the threads once that she is convinced that if she looks silly enough, or funny enough, she can get me to laugh out loud like a human does. (Which in my opinion, is very… well, I’ll just say “undignified” & leave it at that.) She has been doing this since I came to live with her, & frankly, I’d like it to stop! Now she's certain that if she’s ever gonna get me to laugh, the time to do it is while I’m drunk. She keeps making goofy faces & crossing her eyes every time I look at her, & holding her hand up like she’s chugging a beer or something. (Hilarious, Mom.)
*** Diary, one of my biggest & most important prayers were answered today~ they say "timing is everything" which is why I will wait to share my wonderful news, but right now I am the happiest pup on the planet!
Ooooooohhhh… I think I feel my "liquid lunch" starting to kick in... you know, I think I need to lay down for a bit. I'm going to go dream about my wonderful news.... sighhhhhhh... Talk to ya later, Diary!