Tuesday, February 27, 2007

FLUBBY . . . and proud of it!


My owner's spouse has come up with a word that he feels describes me . . . Flubby. It's what happens when you're fluffy and chubby. I can't decide if it's a term of endearment or a put down. It's hard to tell with him. After I ate his slippers, I've noticed he's been a little bit on the sarcastic side with me. Anyway, I have decided I will accept myself as I am . .. Flubby . .. and proud of it!

Monday, February 26, 2007

Yawn . . . . Lazy Day

Didn't do much today . . . watched my owner attempt to rid house of virus germs leftover from the weekend. Offered to help but it seems that she doesn't speak corgi. Too bad.

Saturday, February 24, 2007

I Should Have Gotten the Day Off ... But No

I had to go with the owner to work on a Saturday . . . not fair. I also had to wear the "therapy dog-in-training" vest that clearly is two sizes too small and held together with a safety pin (someone tried to chew it in half). I did get a couple of chicken nuggets for lunch and a new squeaky toy. I promptly tore out the fluff in protest, knocked over my water and tried to tie my owner up with the leash. I am very talented.

Wednesday, February 21, 2007

Sick People Keep Me From Having Walkies


Well, it appears as if everyone has contracted some mysterious virus . . . that's what they get for brushing their teeth everyday. It is seriously cutting into my daily routine. No walkies . . . out of boredom I stole the bumblebee puppet and tore off his nose. He was taunting me but no one is believing that story. So if you don't hear from me in a few days it's because I am not feeling loved and I've decided to run away. I'm off to Hollywood to pursue a career in acting.

Saturday, February 17, 2007

Update . . . Hole to China Almost Complete


I've been busy . . . that hole to China is almost complete. I wonder if they have sheep in China?

Friday, February 16, 2007

Friday . . . at last

Friday. I've been waiting all week for the weekend. Being a "working dog" isn't all it's cracked up to be. I've constructed a list of things I'll be doing this weekend . . .

BELLA'S weekend to do list

1. Finish digging that hole to China in the back yard.
2. Assist owner with paperwork and billing from business. . . I'm responsible for filing all insurance claims with Blue Cross and I'm waaaaaaaaaaaaay behind.
3. Dance, Dance, Dance.
4. Sleep, Sleep, Sleep.
5. Play with buddy, Flash.
6. Give cat bath and snuggle. . . I really do think the cat does love this . . . .
7. Make my famous lizard-bug casserole. See recipe below:
Take 2 crunchy dried lizards, 5 freshly traumatized bugs (any kind will do) and add 1/2 gallon dog slobber. Roll in mud and leaves for 20 minutes or until owner yells at you to "knock it off" . Carry into house and serve on kitchen floor. Owners really appreciate this small act of kindness.

Thursday, February 15, 2007

Dear Flash . . .

Dear Flash,
Please come over for a play date this Sunday. It's lonely here. Cat won't play with me. I've been banned from the puppets since I got caught again yesterday mangling the bumble bee puppet. We could chase each other around the yard and pretend we're wolves. . . . or we could pretend you're the cow and I'm the fierce herding dog trying to round you up. Then we can argue about who's the best dog in the world and snarl over "cookies". What do you think?
Signed,
The lonely little corgi in North Myrtle Beach

Wednesday, February 14, 2007

Corgi Bashing

Working today . . . greeted people at front door. I really enjoy it when people come to visit me. Chased my golf ball around the hall and chewed edge of carpet just a little. I'm recovering today from an ugly incident in the pet store last night when my my owner stopped in to pick up some food for me (thank goodness). Two people were having a conversation about the aggressive nature of corgis and how they look "stubby". Ouch. My self-esteem plummeted. Today I've had to practice positive self-talk to change my mood from snarly and aggressive to focused and friendly. I don't think of myself as "stubby" rather just "height challenged". People should really watch what they say in public. Isn't it obvious that my ears allow me to hear everything . . . especially food being dropped in the kitchen. Gotta go.

Tuesday, February 13, 2007

Tuesday . . . . Out of Dog Food

Yes, we are out of dog food. We have our food delivered and it seems that either they cheated us on the last delivery or someone has been eating more than the daily allotment. I suspect the puppets have something to do with this disaster. I have had to break down and eat cat food so I will not starve to death. Of course, I eat the cat's food everyday but that is not the point. If the food's not delivered by tonight . . . I will have to hunt my own dinner. This will involve crawling inside the couch and searching for potato chip crumbs.

Saturday, February 10, 2007

Day Off . . . Good Time to Steal A Puppet

Even though it's Saturday I took the time to try and steal one of the play therapy puppets. I got caught but don't worry I haven't given up. I'll get one of those puppets if it's the last thing I do. Chewed 2 bones and got 2 new squeeky toys. A good day even if I did get caught.

Thursday, February 8, 2007

Well-Groomed Against My Will

Today I was forced to go to the groomer against my will. I typically emerge from these visits smelling funny, looking like a shrub and wearing hairbows. I think this is some type of punishment for my carpet chewing habit. I'll have to find something really stinky to roll in tonight . . . a dead frog or lizard to bring balance to my new smell.

Wednesday, February 7, 2007

Extreme Dollhouse Makeover

I've had a busy day . . . I really love to play with my friend, the cat. I like to herd him around the house. Today I cleaned out his ears for him. He pinned me down and bit me but I just think that's how he shows me that he loves me. Last week, Extreme Home Makeover was in town . . . Family Hope Counseling Center tried to get them to come out and do an Extreme Dollhouse Makeover at the office. The dollhouse is in seriously sad shape . . . the front door and a window are missing. I'm still waiting for Ty Pennington to show up . . . I'm concerned about the unicorn family that's been living in the house lately. Some mysterious teeth marks on the unicorns have appeared and one of the horns is completely gone. I don't know what sort of beast would do such a thing. . .

Bella's Day as Therapy Dog-In-Training

Bella's List of Things to Do Today While at Work at Family Hope Counseling Center in NMB, SC:
1. Chew edge of carpet while no one is looking
2. Pretend I didn't chew edge of carpet
3. Eat bugs from corner of room
4. Give out free kisses
5. Sleep
6. Eat "cookies"
7. Ponder deep questions of life . . .
8. Maintain confidientialty