Stella Blu

French Bulldog
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Home:Sioux Falls, SD  [I have a diary!]  
Age: 8 Years   Sex: Female   Weight: 1-10 lbs

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Stellar, Pudgy Bunny, StinkerBella, Wuffles, Peanut

Doggie Dynamics:
not playfulvery playful

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January 3rd 2009

Toddling around the kitchen, snuggling with Mommy and Daddy, biting feet and ankles Y-OUCH!

Being kenneled when I want to be with Mommy and Daddy, not being allowed to bite passing feet and ankles

Favorite Toy:
Anything she can chew chew chew... especially the edge of mama's desk, while sitting on mama's lap

Favorite Food:
Stella Blu was started on Eukanuba but we are transitioning her over to Orijen Puppy now, which she LOVES and as a result, eats WAY too fast...

Favorite Walk:
Stella is too little for real walks yet

Best Tricks:
Getting Mommy and Daddy's attention, mama is teaching me 'SIT' and I am catching on :)

Arrival Story:
I have always adored French Bulldogs. If they have faces only a mother could love, then I was definitely meant to be a Frenchie mom, lol. I mean, I love everything about these little stocky guys... but their price. Now I am well aware there are reasons for the high prices they demand, arificial insemination, cesarean sections, etc. etc....but there was no way I could justify spending that much money on a dog - or anything, really - for myself. I spent a year frequenting the local shelter sites, and then a few months applying for rescued Frenchies online, and I still had no Frenchie to call my own. I began to think it was not meant to be. Began to look at other breeds, mostly Boston Terriers, which are less expensive yet still with endearingly scrunchy faces, but after all my research, I couldn't do it. In my heart I still felt like I belonged to a Frenchie. Enter John. I met this amazing man quite by accident one day and we have been inseparable ever since. He is like a male version of myself, lol. Sometimes living with someone so much like myself has its 'not so wonderful' moments, lol, but he himself is wonderful and I am very blessed to have him in my life. He is very much a Black Lab man. To him that is the doggy Gold Standard. The dog of his dreams. His faithful hunting/fishing buddy now that he is out of the Army and re-adjusting to civilian life after 18 years. But we only have room really for ONE dog in this house right now. That is quite obvious. And what did this wonderful man decide to do? I can tell you, he did NOT buy his black lab...he did his own research, found a local breeder, and on March 1, 2009 drove me out to Flandreau, SD to pick out my very own French Bulldog. Now *that* is love. There were four puppies in the litter, Tess, Lilly, another girl whose name I forget, and Tillie. Tess was GORGEOUS. Conformationally speaking, likely a champion. She was the breeder's obvious favorite pride and joy. But Tess seemed aloof. She wanted to be off doing her own thing. Lilly and the other little one wanted to wrestle with each other more and seemed like two peas in a little pod. And then there was Tillie. Tillie had eyes only for me from the minute we walked in the door. She came right up to me and when I sat down she climbed right into my lap. I picked her up and she bathed my face in kisses. She made me giggle when she snuffled into my ear. I tried to turn my attention to the others, to give everyone a fair shake, but Tillie wanted me and only me. Finally I gave up and snuggled Tillie into my arms, looked up at John, and he said "She's the one, isn't she?" with a chuckle. And two hours later we were driving home with our new little bundly of joy. It was there in the van on some snow-packed country road between Flandreau and Sioux Falls, while marveling at her amazingly huge bat ears, that Tillie became 'Stella', after the story of Stellaluna the baby bat. Our little Stella Blu.

Stella Blu came to us with a pretty persistant case of giardia, something we were unaware of until we took her to the vet the day after we brought her home. She also grew out bacteria in her urine culture. We have been to the vet weekly ever since. Yes, we could have returned her, could have gotten a refund, could have used the money to put towards a healthier pup with another breeder. But she is a living being, and she loves us and is good to us, and we love her and would do anything for her, and you don't give up on something like that. Ever. IMO.

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My Orijen Puppy came!!

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I'm afraid my mama is a bit weird...

March 29th 2009 7:34 pm
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Today mommy decided that she is utterly in love with my chin.

She took these pictures of me, from below, so you could really see my wrinkly little chin and throat. Then she turned me over, cradled me in her arms and buried her face in those warm, soft wrinkles. I liked it, it was a nice angle from which to chew her hair.


12 Weeks today!!

March 28th 2009 4:20 pm
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I am officially 12 weeks old today, and my new Orijen Puppy food came yesterday!! Mama dozed off on the couch and forgot to put me back in my x-pen first so she woke up to a kitchen full of my poos and pees -- I will get her trained yet, bol!!

(At least she had me gated in the kitchen ::wink::)


More veterinary misadventures of Stella

March 26th 2009 5:42 pm
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Well Stella's UA results came in today - she has a significant amount of bacteria in her urine. On a 2 week BID course of Clavamox in addition to her 2 week 1 PO daily course of Metronidazole. Maybe this explains her recent frequent 'dribbling' of urine while awake, and her empty-crate-floor wetting in her sleep.

Much like with my obsessively beloved human babies, a mama knows when something is wrong. I had a feeling there was more going on than just an "immature sphincter".

Listen to your gut, mamas...

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