Before I had a name.

These are pictures of me before I had a name.  I had been on my own for more than a week after my mom died and had already survived the snow day.  I was so tired but I still didn't want anyone to take care of me. I did accept their food but didn't want them to touch me. A few days after this I did let them take me inside the office and soon enough I had a new family and a name.  Even before I had a home and a name the vet that they took me to told me the it would be "all gravy from here on out". He was right!

What, does she think that I can't smell it!?

CW is at the stupid computer again while she has raw meat and butter on the table. I already ate my serving but hers is on the table. I keep whining and trying to get her to go there and give me hers if she is not going to eat it promptly but she will not respond. Again, COME ON!

Today was the best day ever!

I knew it was going to be a great day when everyone slept late. Then CW woke up and she only drank one cup of stuff before we went out for an interval run/walk. We went outside the gates of the neighborhood since it was daylight outside. After that she got in the rainbox and then we went to pick up milk & meat outdoors and I got to see the candy corn lady again. She has come to stay overnight with me before and I know that she does not know how to say no to me! Then we came back home for lunch with TR and I got lots of treats. The whole family just hung out most of the day except when we all went to a couple of stores. We came home and they worked outside on the lawn for a while. CW kept giving me a fresh bone to eat that was loaded with meat but I really just wanted the spiced stuff that they had. Anyway, all three of us went for a long walk in the evening and then we went for a car ride over to MO's house. I didn't get to go to play in the backyard but at least MO came out to the car to give me kisses. Finally, we had dinner and I got an egg and some more meat and even got some ice cream to finish it all off. What a great day.

Come ON!

OK, so she (CW) has warmed up some barbacoa and it is sitting on the table and she is on the stupid computer. I am whining and she is just not getting over here! She keeps saying something stupid like "let it cool down" or whatever. COME ON!

Dog Park & Car Wash... joy, then bulls&it.

Yesterday was a pretty good day. First I spent most of the day at Miss Ofie's backyard chasing the squirrels & birds, barking at the neighbors, and running around. Then she took me back home and I napped until the Rico & ChuckWagon got home. They cut out right away but after about an hour CW & MO came and picked me up and we went to the dog park. That was pretty cool even though some dogs are pretty weird. After that it was back to MO's backyard for about a half hour then TR & CW took me home again. But that was not the end of the night! TR & CW hauled a gigantic TV down the stairs and out to the xterra and we all went out to drop off that and some other stuff that had been sitting around. Then we went to the food store and CW went in to get stuff while TW & I listened to music. After that we went through some thing that they called a car wash. That was bulls&it! I hated that thing! I was very frightened and couldn't wait to get out of there. I had to go up and sit in TR's lap while that evil thing was attacking the xterra. Finally, we got to go home and I was soooo tired. Of course they did not spend enough time in bed, I was still tired when they got up to go to work. I was glad when they left so that I could go back to bed. Jeff E. Coli and I know how to sleep, they need to learn.

Stupid backpacks

well the stupid backpacks are out again, at least it is not the stupid green bag.
This means that they are headed out of town again. Last time the Candy Corn lady came to stay. That was pretty good since I don't think she knows the word "no". Unka' Dave has been around alot lately and his arm thingy is gone so I think he might be coming to stay with me this time. He does know "no" but he will also play hard with me. I think the best thing about these trips is that there is more room in the bed for me and Jeff E. Coli to really spread out.

bones and pemmican

Last night I got 3 lambchop bone with a nice amount of meat and tonight it was pemmican as they were having wings that were too hot. People think I am spoiled but hey, life is good. I have spent every day over at MO's playing in the yard. I have been sleeping late with TR as well. Right now I am working on (licking) his bad toe. I personally think it is some kind of fungal problem but I am obsessed with licking it.

MEEAAT - lunch leftovers

I do love it when CW goes out to eat with other people. She talks so much that she cannot finish her food. Today she brought home pulled pork and brisket. Lovely since she give the leftovers to me.

Busted

So, MO came over early yesterday morning at about 9:30 and I didn't even hear here come in. Apparently she looked downstairs, looked outside in the back yard, and was getting concerned that I was missing before I woke up and ran downstairs to greet her. I thought I had everyone fooled in believing that I pined away at the door waiting on people to return. The real truth is that I go back upstairs and cuddle in the 11 different pillows on the bed and take a nap. I don't know if I can make up for letting out this knowledge. I am still working the sad look out the windows when they back out of the driveway and it does still seem effective. Standing there with Jeff E. in my mouth the other day was particularly effective.

So tired

This week UD is at MO's house all day long. (The Davon had shoulder surgery - TPSW) I have been able to go over everyday since the sun has been shining and I am just pooped. So much fun. And this morning I managed to get CW to feed me brisket for breakfast since she was not hungry enough to cook. I love mornings like this!
And, CW and TR looked pooped in the morning so it must be getting near the days that they stay home, hurray!

corn-nuts and knuckle bones

I just don't know what TR expects from me. He is eating corn-nuts and I want them. I don't think it is reasonable that I have to do anything for them, he should share without expectation. Well, I guess I don't have to do anything more than to not step on the protocols that he is trying to read but still. I realize that corn-nuts are not primal. I also realize that many of the treats I like are not primal. So be it. BUT, the raw knuckle bone that I had earlier today was the bomb. It was the first I have had and I hope it will not be the last.

What I do during the day.

In my first post I forgot to mention Miss Ofie (MO). She is TR's mom and she comes to see me every day. If I have to stay home she comes to see me at least twice a day and stays to play with me. Most days though I get to ride in the car with her to her house and I get to play in the backyard. She drives me through drive-in windows like the bank and the pharmacy and they always give me treats! CW doesn't approve of the treats since they are junk, not primal but hey, some of them are OK tasting. But nothing beats fresh meat or butter.

The butter affair

SO, they are get home at about an hour later than they usually do and they are here for 10 minutes to change clothes and leave again. Right before leaving CW gets the butter out of the big black box of food and she and I each have a slice. TR comes in the room and they go. They ended up being gone for an hour and a half. I got hungry and all I had was a bowl full of kibble and a couple of backstraps lying around. I knew that CW had left the butter container on the counter, I could smell the butter. So I helped myself. I was very clean, I left no trace of butter on the floor of the kitchen, nor on the carpet in the living room where I cleaned up the container. After eating the butter I did realize that I would be in trouble though. When they got home I went into an extreme display of "cripple dog" to show that I was sorry. TM was the one who noticed the container on the floor. He told me I was a bad dog. I felt so bad. CW went into the kitchen and did not talk to me at all. This went on for at least 2 minutes before they all hugged me since I had told them I was sorry. TM started calling me "butterbutt" and said that I would have the runs all night. CW didn't seem concerned with that even though she is the one that has to get up out of bed to let me out. I think that she knew that I eat a lot of butter with her all the time and that I would be OK. She got up in the middle of the night to go to the bathroom before I did. I had no problem with the all fat dinner. They still call me "butterbutt" and laugh all the time though. Its OK, I still love them.

3/26/10 First Post - My name is Bella

My name is Bella and I am a Primal Pup! Actually, my full name is Bellisima but I am usually called Bella... or The Bell, or little honey, or bellabuddy, or even deerdog since some people think I might be half deer. Other people say I look like a fox so maybe I am a deerfoxdog. Kinda like manbearpig.
Anyway, I plan to have one of the important people in my life post what I am thinking since I cannot type so I have asked CW (chuckwagon) to type for me. Perhaps I will have TR (tharico) add some for me too.
I am the wild offspring of a wild dog. My mom was killed by a car in December of 2008 when I was about 3 months old. After it happened people kept chasing me everyday but for nearly 2 weeks I was able to avoid them even though I always returned to my mom's side. It even snowed while I was living on the streets but I survived. Eventually I was just so tired that I let TS (thesavior) bring me inside an put me in a crate that I called the den. He and his employees fed me and let me wander around their work spaces for a couple of weeks until the Christmas Holidays came that year. I went to stay with UD (unkadave) for three days and then I went to live with CW and TM. I have been with them ever since.