STELLA IS HOME

OUR sweet girl is home and happy to be back.  She was so excited when Mom walked through the door last night from work.  She is eating really well, and starting to drink more also.  She has about a 2 inch scar and in two weeks will get her stitches out.  We are still waiting on the results from Minnesota where they sent her 24 stones off to be processed so Mom will know what kind of food to feed her.  Right now she is on C/D wet and dry.  

It is going to take awhile though for her bladder to start working again, she pees when she goes outside but then she also pees when she is laying down.   Her brain and her bladder aren't working together yet.  Mom says it will take time.

Thank you for all your good thoughts and prayers.
Mom and pugs

Good Morning

We are waiting on a call from the vet to see if Stella will get to come home today.  Our house was very quite last night, and we missed her so much!!!

Lots of questions about who Gus is with  in the picture  and if she is a goat.

Nope these girls are fainting goats.  Their names are Lucy and Ethel, Lucy is mean to Ethel when Dad brings treats or food.  Lucy is moms goat.......um...........

Dads is the white and black one.  So the goats were all the animals Dad was supposed to get for his little green acres farm, but you know how well he listens to mom.

So on Sat. he went to the Saturday morning sale wif our neighbor and they brought this home.  Her name is Petey.  She is a miniature Donkey.  She is supposed to always stay little, but Dad doesn't know anything about anything so they could have sold him a baby prehistoric dinosaur and called it a donkey.  She is a real nice girl and has been around kids, goats, and grown ups a lot.  She follows mom and dad around like a little puppy but of course she is not one.  We are learning the rules when we are around Petey, like stay away from her feet cos she could kick.

Dad is working on getting the big huge pen ready for all three of them to live in.  It gives him something to do while mom is at work, at least that is what he tells mom.  Gus loves Petey.....he is a goofball.

Mags

PETEY

Who in the hell are you and why are you in my back yard????
Gus

SURGURY

I just called the vet and they said Stellie is sleeping now and she did great at her surgery.  Not only did she have one big walnut stone but several smaller stones.  Now they will send it away to find out what kind of food she needs to be on.  Gonna check on her this afternoon again, to see if she is awake and eating.  Thank you for all your good thoughts and prayers.  Deb

STELLA'S SURGERY

Good Morning:
I just wanted to let our friends know that Stella is having surgery first thing this morning. I took her at 7:30 this morning and of course it was super foggy out so that just made the drive more longer..her Vet Nancy told me it should take around an hour or so.  I am going to call around 9:30 if I don't hear from them first.  She probably will have to stay the night but they also said if she was doing well by the time I leave work I may be able to pick her up.  I was so glad they were able to do her surgery quicker.
When she saw Nancy on Friday they decided to let her wait till Monday since she still was urinating a little bit.  But by yesterday I could she was straining very hard and nothing much was coming out.  So it was timed just right.
Of course I am nervous but I know she is in really good hands.  I will let you know something as soon as I hear.
Thanks
Deb

STELLA ROSE

My dear friends its me Stella Rose.  I am trying to take my blog BACK from my sister and brudder and having just a little trouble doing that.  So I decided to let them blog just a little while longer till I got back on my feet and then WATCH OUT Stella Rose will be back.

You might be wondering why I was gone, mostly cos I have been helping my mom recuperate from the move to the country and from hers been sick wif her cough for 5 weeks.  But mom is feeling better now after she made some good life changes.  One fing she did was said GOODBYE to one of her jobs.  Now she only works 4 days a week for the attorney the job she has had for a long time.

She liked her job at the clinic but 6-7 days a week both jobs was to much cos hers is old.  And she kept getting sick, and having no time for anyfing or us and that was not right. So she made a healthy decision and we are all soooo happy.

BUTT now I am having a little problem.  A few days ago mom notice blood in my urine and after freaking out 87 times called the vet.  Well hells bells that was one torture chamber of horrors yesterday, first they drew blood, then they put a needle in my bladder (I said lots of HBO words that mags and gus say all the time) then they had to do an xray.  Then for freaks sake mom had them cut my nails and do my glands.  I will pay her back for that later.  So the xray showed a walnut sized stone in my bladder.  YOWWWEEEE!!!!!

BUTT because they are booked no surgery till next friday.  That is not good for me or mom.  So tomorrow I am going to see the bestest vet in the world, and since we have now moved closer to her, she will be our new bestest vet, and see if hers can help me get rid of this walnut faster.  Poor me, cos  I wet my mommas bed last night and did not even nose that.  I have never done that in my life.

I am on different food and taking lots of antibiotics and I am sure I will get well real fast.  But first the walnut needs to go.  We will be back on Monday to let you know what I found out.  Hugs and Love Stellie Rose

DEAR MOM & DAD

Dear Mom & Dad:
WE are writing you this letter from all three of us pugs to tell you ENOUGH is ENOUGH.  Yeah, I know you think you are the parents of the household BUTT it is time we pugs step up and take a stand.  We are TIRED of all the foot traffic coming into our doors and not going OUT our doors.  We made a very big mistake when we did not put our feets down when you let Henri and Ellen come and stay at our house, little did we know what was in store for us.
So it ALLLLL started with them:

Now they are over one year old, they eat our livers and gizzards, have their own play tree and the run of the WhOLE house and can go outside freely without being watched like the prisoners that we are.

Then more cats came and went and went and came and you KNEW who their parent was but you still took care of them. We know they were strays but I am sure you spent our treat money freely without our permission.

BUTT the day dad was relaxing on the porch and that that little furry creature tunneled his way across town onto our porch and up dad's leg was just going to far!!!!  Its time you take him back to his ferret prison and hand him over.

Here are the reasons he cannot live in OUR house:

1. He has the run of the house, he has no boundaries which means our toy box is not off limits or our puggie crate where we like to nap.
2. He often drinks out of our water bowl even though he has his very own bowl in his Trump tower.  AnD we saw dad put ice in his and not ours.
3. He can get up in bed with you and tunnel under the covers to snuggle, we have to sit on the floor and beg to get in the bed, often you ignore us.
4. Last night he stole a whole loaf of bread off the counter, ran down the hall and hid it in his little closet he has in the back bedroom.
5. He stole several of moms necklaces and mom found him sleeping in her tub draped in jewelry he had heisted from her.  This proves he cannot be trusted on probation and must return to the prison he tunneled out of.
6. Often when we three pugs are relaxing in the living-room in our ZEN zone, we find ourselves with Eddie on our backs, going "giddy-up"....we are not his horses.

So we conclude that Eddie needs to be incarcerated and not in Trump towers, but back in his ferret prison somewhere far far away from us.  And he can take that goat wif him.

Stella Rose, Margaret Mae, and Angus Mac

IOWA CORNFIELDS

Hey Friends, its me Gussie Boy, Mags let me write on the blog this morning.  This is a picture of me and mags telling those stinky goats what for, and to stay away from our side of the fence.  They are getting ready to pee on their OWN beards, dumb asses.

Okay so see all that corn in the background, and then beyond the corn the big hills that are all around ours house.  Its pretty sitting outside wif mom and dad and taking in the scenery....EXCEPT mags and me saw those childrens that live in the corn.

Did you know about those creepy little kids, that lives in the corn, and tries to grab us if we get to close??  Thats why I tell those goats to get the grass over by the corn, hehehehehhe.........does that makes me a bad little puggie boy?

Gus

GOAT ENVY

So ewes all nose by now we moved from the old house in the town by the river, to a newer house in the country not to far from the river.

Bad picture on moms phone.


ANYWAYS I fink you nose too all about the goats that are our neighbors.  Big goats, little goats, tinier goats ...well you get the picture.  WELL, apparently Dad grew up on a goat farm when he was a little boy so he has a soft spot in his hard cold heart (heheh) for goats.

TAKE ME TO YOUR LEADER

So Gussie has always thought he was special, you know Dad's one and only, Dads main man, Dad's boy.  The smart one, the handsome one, the only one that listens...blah blah blah blah.

UNTIL Dad meets goats.    Yep, Dad is now the proud owner of a little black/white fainting goat,which he will bring into our domain in a few months.  Happy DAD, Sad GUS.

Then on Sunday we had visitors and Gus decided to show DAD he could be just as good as any old goat.  First thing he did was stand on the coffee table and prance around like the goats outside.  Dad said GET  DOWN.  SO Gussie decided to take it one step further, and he jumped on the couch and walked across the top of it to MOM.   Gus should be in a circus on the high wire...........I am proud of you Gussie, you showed DAD didn't you!

Maggie Mae

WHERE'S STELLA ROSE?????????

WELL, hells bells I has gotten some emails from friends asking WHY I Mags is writing on Stellie's blog and not their dear friend STELLA PeRFECT SMELLING ROSE.............well, its not like I stuck her in a moving box and taped it shut and mailed her to Ms. Mary Ann or anyfings like THAT!!!

See here is proof of life.  Hers is standing on that pink carpet that is soon to become nice wood floors staring up at the phone.  Geeze peoples.

Stella Rose is doing just fine. She is starting to move around alot more and makes her way across the front deck now just FINE!  I on the other hand haf to deal with stupid Eddie, and getting him offs my back cos he finks I am a HORSE.

AND

These damn goats that are always coming over to ours back yard when we are outside raising hell, showing the neighbors just how good of watch dogs we are. You nevers can be to comfortable in the neighborhood.  STAY SMART MAGS is what I tell myself.

Tomorrow i am going to be guarding the kitchen cos we are getting new kitchen flooring. Dad will be on the other side of NUTS and BITCHYVILLE cos he hates when we bark and carry on.  I tell him, to go buy ear plugs and he says the F word to me.  Mom won't let me print it cos I am a youngest pug still.

AND

Today the dish guy comes to bring TV to our house cos in the country there is no CABLE.  There are goats, long horned cows and chickens and a lousy rooster that wakes me at 4:45 every morning so in turn I wake my parents up at the same time.  Just doing my JOB.   I except the cable company will be sending mom a letter of complaint after they leave our house.  I have a long list of things to keep that guy busy.

Mags

MOANNNNNNNNNNNNDAY

DO you see me mom?

Dad and Gussie sharing tea.  Put your tongue back in your mouf brudder!

WE are the new kids on the block goats!!

Smartest cat in the world. Its Henri.   Life on the farm is busy for a city pug like me.  I am now in charge of keeping Henri and El safe, and Gussie and Stella Rose.  Safe from what you may ask..........THE GOATS!    Maggie Mae

#1 PEE PUG

I am the number one pee-r at our house.  As soon as I run outside I pee on the grass, then on the flower pots, then on the hostas then on the fence, then on the side of the garage, then I take a little break and on my way back into the house I might pee on the deck steps.  I am the best pee pug around.

P.S. I never pee on that old basket hound, cos I admire him.  He is over 30 years old.

MAGS

THE PRINCESS IS IN THE TOWER

MOM is learning how to take pic with her new phone.  See the tiny prison we were in well its because I Margaret Mae smartest pug in Iowa figured out how to get my perfectly round little body through a small square shape in the fence and I ran the cornfields of IOWA.   Isn't that some kind of brilliance tests humans take.

Can you see the fence...and the big cornfields.....what a run I had. But Dad was rather pissed and went and bought chicken fencing to put at the bottom of the nice farmer fence, so now you know what an excellent escape artist that I am, it takes Two fences to keep this pug in.  I believe I will start giving classes to those humans that live behind the great wires, I plan on charging for my expertise of course.

Mom worked Sat. so with Sunday being her only day off, she was able to get some things done but she still have 150,0000 more to do.  We try to snoopverise and help her but she does not appreciate us being under her feet.

If EDDIE is not sleeping like this then he is raising the Daytona 100 all over all house. He is a super smart little guy, I think he must posses some of my pug genes.  Yesterday Mom found him n the garden tub with a large assortment of her necklaces .....I told Mom he was planning her wardrobe for the rest of the week.

Stellie and gussie say hi.  We are saying goodbye to the carpet next weekend and getting wood flooring.  Mom is excited, Dad is worried we will be piss heads when the men come to work.  Dad worries wayyyyyyyyyy to much about us.  Mom says if I don't quit cussing so much, she is shutting my blog down. Damn woman!

Here is the front of the house this morning........mom has shitty camera skills.

Here is a little bit of our Alcatraz in the back.  We like it. Gussie especially loves it cos he likes to bark at the bigger than hell X-rated goats running around over there with the big horns.  Did you know goats have beards and they like to pee on each others beards and the goat with the most pee in his beard is the King of all goats?   I am thinking about growing a beard and becoming the queen of all pugs around here.   Just a thought.

Mags

GOOD MORNING

Oh good morning my bloggy friends, it is me, Maggie Mae of the Three Little Pugs in Iowa.  I have missed our blog so much but I could not get Mom to sit down and blog for me, so I have been secretly teaching myself and it has only taken me free months to do it!!!

You can see how smart I am even as a tiny child.

So anyway I have taken over this here blog and ams going to try my best to become a better blogger than Stella Rose.   And I figure any pug who can type her owns blog will be showing up on the World News sooner or later and I figure that is better news than what we have to watch now...bhahahahahh.  Also, I expect the Ellen Show will be calling me, cos I am so smart and you knooowwwwwwwwwww she gives away some big checks, so be expecting new beds for everyone!!!!

I have lots to tell ewes but I will take it slow cos I don't want anyones brains to explode wif all my news.  I will just tell you a little each time eyes blog.  Forgives my grammar and spelling eyes hasn't had time to work on that yet.

Okay onto news from us.

We MOVED.  MOVED, MOVED and MOVED.  We no longer live in the oldest house in the world by the river, in town.  NOW we live in the country about 1/2 mile from the river through these corn fields, and our neighbors have big exotic goats and weird loud birds that have no sense of THEIR yard and MY yard.

Moving day was an experience that no pug will ever want to relive again.  Imagine this..close your eyes........................all our big kids and grandmonsters helping, that is good right, then there is our DAD who is NOT good.  Dad did not want to move to the beautifulest house in the country and he let everyone including most of the town know thats............change is hard for DAD REAL REAL hard.  So anyways close your eyes again and imagine this...........trucks are loaded, trailers are loaded and DAD is yelling and moaning and complaining, and he has us three pugs, henri and ellen, and EDDIE all in the little clown car, wif him, AND Mom tells us its a good fing he is in the CLOWN car cos he is acting like a CLOWN.

No, not the sweet clowns at the circus but that mean CLOWN on the movies that eat little pugs and scare humans.   DAD stayed the mean clown most of the day and night but then magically after everyone left and we sit outside on the deck the magic country air, cleaned out his brain and he became a new nicer clown.

Poor stellie rose.  She is having a very hard time wif the move.  At our old house she knew her way around inside and out, and would have fooled even the smartest person in the world that she was NOT blind.  At our new house, she is very lost, and can't figure out anything yet.  She mostly barks for MOm.

Our first few nights she was panting so hard mom was worried she would haf to take her to the vet and get Valium or somefing.  I toles Mom "heck get us that drug, we are sick of listening to her" but mom just glared at ME.  Finally though she is calming down a little and the only ALMOST catastrophe that we ALMOST had was mom sit her down on the back deck while she was shutting the door, and stella almost walked off the DECK!!!!   She would have fallen about 2 feet and gotten hurt.  I toles Mom"you had better learn how to hold a fat pug and shut that damn door at the same time!"   Mom did not appreciate my wisdom.

Wells folks I had better clear out.  Gussie boy, has figured out the big ass goats share the back fence of our alcatraz wif us, and he goes out there to push them around.  Of course they could kills him real easy and he is not smart enough to realize that.  I haf to watch out for that boy all the time.

I will be back next week wif pictures to show you our crazy zoo.  PS. El and Henri are okay wif being inside and Eddie loves running around all overs the big house, he loves Gussie and likes to jump on his back.  BAAAAHHHHAAAA

Margaret Mae

RED NOSE DAY

Today is Red Nose Day.  Lets remember to help the children of the world instead of hurting them.  Humans need lessons to take from us doggies and catsies of the world.  They need to open their eyes and turn on their listening ears.

Stella Rose
Maggie Mae
&
Angus Mac

ONCE UPON A TIME.....

ONCE upon a time there were two little pugs whose purpose in life was to bring some human such special gifts that only a furry four-footer can.  THEY peeked down through the fluffy clouds and saw such a needy race of humans that it was hard for them to choose, whom will they love, where should they go.......then they saw  the MOM.

Loaded with their bag of love they packed their parachute, and dropped into her life.........two little pugs with hearts filled with joy and happiness.  An to this MOM they handed a note and it said.

Dear Mom:
We are pugs.  Gifts, that have fallen far from above, given to you, in these times here on earth to make your heart feel even more compassion, and more love that we know you do.  We will bring to your life new friends, and travels you never dreamed about.  Children in your life, will love us, and we will love them in turn.  As time goes by, we may cause your heart to feel pain and loss, and lessons will be taught to you that only we can teach.  We are true gifts because the only thing we expect back from you is the very same feelings we have for you.   We are a gift of love.  In these sad times here on your earth MOM pure gifts can be hard to find and the lessons learned are hard.  We will be your comfort and we will bring you joy.
We are pugs.

Once upon a time there were two little pugs.......

Stella Rose and Angel Sammy J. Simpson

DORY'S SPECIAL DAY

Do you see her behind the hostas????????????

Is she peeking out behind the butterfly bush???

Is she smiling with the sunflowers????????

Maybe in the zinnas??

We always thought Dory was the prettiest flower in the garden in Blogville, and we think we will still find her whenever we see one of Gods beautifulest flowers.  I imagine Dory is tending the many flower gardens up at the Bridge.  And if we are lucky enough to catch a flutter of wings out of the corner of our eyes, this summer, we know it will be our very own Dory taking care of the flowers.

We will miss you our special friend.

Stella Rose, Margaret Mae, Angus Mac and Momma

REMEMBERING DORY

MOM told me yesterday that humans have a tradition of loss, and it can be celebrated in many ways.  One way is to come back home, and share your memories, and laughs, and smiles and tears.  I like that tradition very much.

HERE in our family we have missed being with our blogville family and it causes us all deep hurt in our hearts, when we come back because one of our family members has gone to wait for us at the Rainbow Bridge.

WE were given the best gift last summer when we got to go to the retreat and meet up with many of our human and four legged friends, and Dory was one of them.  That will be a memory we will always cherish.

Dory was a special flower in Gods beautiful garden, so on Friday April 21 blogville will be celebrating Dory and her love of flowers.  There will be a special blog hop and for more information go to the PugRanch Kids to read about it.




We will always be thankful for her friendship.

Stella Rose and Momma

MEMORIES

Memories.....Margaret Mae and Princess Leah...................whooohoooo good times.

SNACK STICKS DOG TREATS #CHEWY INFLUENCERS

BET YOU CAN'T SAY THAT THREE TIMES REAL FAST................MOM picked us out the best snack sticks to try from MR. CHEWY this month.   NEWMAN'S SNACK STICKS DOG TREATS.


WE HAVE ALWAYS LOVED MR. CHEWY TREATS, SO WE WERE SUPER STOKED WHEN OUR BOX ARRIVED, LATER WE REALIZED THE CAT BOYS HAD THEIR OWN BOX, THEN WE WERE MAD.

WE FINK MOM PICKED THESE TREATS OUT THOUGH COS THE MAN ON THE PICTURE, HERS WON'T TELL US THE TRUF.

So our sticks came in lamb flavor which mom liked because it also had alot of pumpkin in it which helps with our digestion.  NOW at our house, mom breaks the stick into 6 tiny pieces and we each get two.  That way she is giving our bodies time to adjust to something new, and she doesn't worry about us gobbling it down and choking.

NOW when mom is gone DAD gives us the whole stick. He says mom babies us to much and we are all adults now.  "just don't tell mom" is what he said.

So not only are these sticks good tasting but each flavor does good fings for us dogs, like helps our coats be shiny and keeps our skin healthy, no grain or gluten, nuffin artificial in it, (like Dads Mt. Dew that he lets us try....).

Mom likes the size of the bag, only 5 oz. and that it comes in three different flavors, lamb, salmon, and chicken.  Plus, the price is good, $3.52.  We want mom to buy us each a bag so that we we don't have to share.

Fanks Mr. Chewy for letting us to our review.  No monies was paid to us to eat these treats.

Stella Rose