My Humans and I’m Stella
Hey Richards told you a lot about me, but I’ve hijacked his blog today. I’m Stella.
I‘m 11 and I’ve been with my new owners since I was 6, my life isn’t too bad, they disappear most mornings to something they call “work” it doesn’t sound like somewhere I would like to be. I think I went with Richard when I first met them but his new boss doesn’t like dogs in the vans, and Lou (my best mate) cleans so I don’t think I’d be much help.
I get to go out at least twice a day in the woods I don’t think Richard has the idea of hunting or territory as he doesn’t chase anything or get territorial when there’s other dogs about, I bark and growl to tell them to stay away, but all he dies is put me on the lead, go figure?
When I’m home and Lou is on the sofa I sit with her as she strokes me and cuddles me, I do like to moan a little if I want something or if Richards late home as I’m getting old now and in my terms I’m 77 years old. I’m in goid shape though but then I can’t help it getting around 5 miles walk per day.
I like a bath and mum always give me a lovely treat it looks like a bone but it isn t really, mum also seems to like to wash my ears out and put something down them but it must be doing something as I can hear perfectly, when i want too but don’t tell them that please.