Black vrs. Fawn

Stella told me I could use her computer today so here is my story:

This morning at 4:00 AM I wake up dreaming I am being suffocated by a 16 lbs. stuffie that was making sounds like a little pig...snort snort snort.  As I am breathing in soft black fur I realize it is Stella laying across my face making her, "I want something NOW noises..."
Me: Stella it is 4AM go back to sleep
Stella: Mom remember when we use to get up early when I was a puppy (cos i couldn't sleep) and sit out on the porch and you drank your coffee and I ate your apples....
Mom: Stellie its 17 degrees out, snowing and blowing...Go To Sleep....When it warms up we will sit on the porch and watch the sun come up...I promise.
Stella: Snort, Snort, Snort, (as she laid more on my head and face)
Finally I get up out of bed, and carried Stella out to go potty, but all she did was jump around like a reindeer in the snow.  I carried her back into bed, Stella goes to sleep but I am now awake.  Maggie wakes up briefly looks around, kisses my ears, and I tell her to go night-night, Which she does....all is well in the world, EXCEPT I can't sleep.  I laid there instead and thought about the differences between Stella and Maggie, a black and a fawn.  Maggie and Trudie both were so happy to live with us and showed it everyday with kisses, and loves.  I know maggie is still a puppy and will eventually outgrow her puppy ways of nipping and struggling with house training, but really she is a pretty easy going puppy. She makes normal puppy noises, and eats normal puppy food, etc. etc. her only issue is she is enamored with Puddles.  We are hoping it is a passing phase.

Stella though is different. Its hard to explain, so maybe it is a black pug thing or maybe it is a stella thing. She is a little sweetheart but has some tyrant ways. Even Maggie has figured out when it is time to eat, she had better hide behind the kitchen chair until Stella is safely on the porch eating her dinner.  As soon as Stella see's her food bowl come out, and the green beans, or apples, or pears or whatever fruit or veg she is getting that day, she throws herself on the floor, starts screaming a toddler tantrum UNTIL I sit her bowl on the floor.  I guess she thinks I prepare her food way to slow.  Stella loves to lay in my arms like a little baby at night, while Mags curls up between butch and I. Stella loves her clothes, and riding in the stroller. And the list goes on and on.  Somehow after Stella coming to our house, I have turned into not a pet owner but a pet mother, a buyer of stuffies, and bully sticks, and sweaters, and dresses, and strollers.  I always make sure we are stocked up on green beans and fruits, and we visit the vet many more times than we ever did with our little minpin.  It can't be the Empty Nest Syndrome cos I have 8 grandchildren who often are at my home, so it must be the "Bitten By A PUG" disease.  All I know is this morning, we had a tiny portion of the bed, while Stella and Maggie had 3/4 of it, and they wanted more! AND I love them both dearly...heaven help us!!!!
Stella Rose and Maggie Mae's Momma