What a difference 8 months makes!

Stella at 8 weeks:


Stella at 8 months:

Stella looks...

Stella has an excellent way of making me feel very guilty for leaving her in the mornings (although she does go to doggie day care on Tuesdays and Thursdays). These are the looks I get on Monday's and Wednesday's:





And on Friday's when John is home, I get it from BOTH of them:

Also, Stella graduated from advanced puppy training last night. Sadly, my SIM card in my camera broke and I lost all of the pics :(

Stella really loves her bones!

Did I mention that Stella REALLY LOVES her bones lately!?

John's new ride!

Last month, after 307,000 miles, John's tahoe was finally ready to be retired. A bitter sweet situation as you will recall from my previous post when he hit 300,000 miles.

We searched high and low, compared and test drove many different types of cars, but we settled on another Tahoe. I mean, if they last for 300,000+ miles, why not?

Did he really just say that, again!?

Scene: Stella is sniffing and trying to dig around John's wire baskets in our closet and then sneezes.

John: We need to pull out those baskets and vacuum behind them.
Me: OK, I'll tell the maid. Maybe Juan can help her pull the baskets out?
John: Oh, did you find a house cleaner?
Me: Nope! It's still me and you are Juan!

The Vizsla Club of Austin

We joined the Vizsla club of Austin before we officially became a Vizsla owner. Why you ask? Well, I am neurotic and needed to inquire and talk to everyone I possibly could about having a Vizsla before I could totally commit. 7 months later, I am so glad we did.

This past Sunday we attended out first outing with the club on a beautiful ranch on a fantastic Sunday (weather was almost in the 80's). Stella meet up with her sister, Zippty and found a boyfriend, Jack! She was a pretty busy girl, let me tell you!

Stella & Jack sneaking off for a "moment"


Jack & Stella


She would not give up that stick!


Her sister, Zippity!

The Art of Communication

Me: John, why do I have to repeat everything to you twice?
John: What?
Me: *Sigh* Why do I have to repeat everything to you twice. Like I just did. It is so frustrating!
John: Because everything you say is precious, and I want to hear it twice.
Me: What!? Did you really just say that?!
John: Smiles and walks off.
Me: Left more frusted than I started off being!