Welcome, Stella!

Here's how we want to welcome Stella, Princess of Gooberstan to her new home and her new fella, Stan the Goober Man. It's not a limer-lick, but it might doo.

When he of Stellar fame meets her of Stella name, All that's left over gets rapped in StellaPhane!

OK, maybe we better stick to Limerlicks. Of course everything sticks to Stelaphane.

In the land of the Goober Stan
There once was a manly Man.
Stanley got, it was fated
a new Goober mated
And his dignity did hit the fan

hmmm.... OK, try this one.

Stella ran as fast as a jackal
And Stanley just had to cackle
She ran faster than he
so he shook his stuffie
Cause Stella he just couldn't tackle

There! That's it!

Welcome, Stella!

Scientists discover Wally! Updated!

An interGalactic transmission from your Star correspondant, Tank O'Saurus!

If you're Sirius about astronomy then there are a few things you know, like the dog star. Well now there's a new dog in space. Not me, but Wally!



Of course we all know Wally's a black hole when it comes to food

And like many black holes, he's formed a whole galaxy! Nasa has just realized that this galaxy is Wally , the Corgadorian Grey. Click on the Press release to read it more easily.

Special Props to Nanook for coming up with that fabulous name, Corgadorian Gray! For those of you who don't know, Wally is part Corgi, part Labrador. Hence, he's a Corgador. Nanook, being clever and unimaginably literate, called him a Corgadorian Gray. NASA isn't as fabulous at names, as you can tell. Zwicky 18 may score high in scrabble, but it certainly doesn't flow flittingly from the tongue. Maybe they'll rename it 'Wallaxy 1'. And if Wally wants to be alone, he can build 'Battlestar Wallactica'. Can you grow Wallymellon with hydroponics?

For all you sky gazers, Here's a picture that will help you find Wallaxy 1. Click on it for a legible version. For you southern hemisphere dloggers, you're just out of luck. It's Wally's galaxy and he put it where he can see it. You'll have to come visit one of us up over types. For you astronomers, it's R.A. 09h 34m 1s.90 Dec. +55° 14' 26 ".00.

It's 4,000 or so light years across and 60 million light-years away, so don't expect to get back by dinner if you're planning a trip. Except, of course, if you're flying Aire Ruby or taking Stanley's magic bus. I'm sure they'll be leading tours soon, with plenty of snackies for the journey. Here's more quotes from the site that let us know this is truly Wally in the Skies with Diamonds:

"it is certainly developmentally challenged and unique in the nearby universe," said astronomer Alessandra Aloisi from the Space Telescope Science Institute and the European Space Agency in Baltimore, Md., who led the new study."

Haroo! 'Developmentally challenged!' 'Unique'...

"more distant than previously believed. ... this is still in our own backyard"

Distant... He wants to be aloooone... But always in the backyard

"it is forming so many new stars right now"

So there you have it. Wally is heavenly!

Business Cards!

We're going Pro! We want to know which business card looks better to you folks. We're also happy to have any suggestions as to how to make either one better. We made these at http://www.printsmadeeasy.com/ - no affiliation, but they do promise to not share your personal info and their s/w is easy to use.

So here's the 3 choices:

1. Long

2. Short

3. Short and Bold

Comments would be great!

Sleeping Beauty

This is Princess, avoiding the pea...

She often sleeps like this, even if someone beats her to the shower. No one knows why. They all sleep on tile because it's cool. Only right after a short trim will any of them sleep on foam, carpet or my bed.

Notice the tiles and hard chunks of grout lying about. Princess and Tank used to chew on the edge of the tile, eventually dislodging it. Newf puppies are TOUGH!

Stories that must not be forgot.

Dad here, with stories that demonsttrate how amazing these pups really are. Every once in a while, when I have a flashback, I'll jump in with a story that's too good to be lost in the mists of my memory. They're fading too fast as it is. Princess and Tank were littermates. For the first year of their lives they had incredible communication. Tank was amazingly skilled at communication. Princess was really in touch with the feelings of her fellow creatures. These are their stories.

P&T were about 6 months old. I was working with them on pooping on command. I thought they had it and we were going on a long journey. Princess couldn't hold it for near as long as the boys, so I asked her to go poo. She looked at me and I asked her again. She froze. I could tell she knew I wanted her to do something, but she didn't know what. She was such a daddy's girl this stressed her out totally. So I'm standing there, wondering how I can remind her when Tank comes trotting up, slides his nose next to hers and stares deeply into her eyes. You could tell it was as if he affectionately took her face in his hands. They looked at each other for almost a minute and you could see Princess relax. Tank then turned trotted away and with his back to her squatted and pooped. Princess then turned, trotted away, and pooped. Not only did she get tons of praise, but so did Tank. What a great older brother he is!

Links

Golf, Sausage or look to the right and down!  Dad finally got some of our buddies up there!  So take a look.  If you're mot on there but want to be, let us know.  If you're on there and want to be off, let us know.  If you move, let us know.  If you have treats for us, just send them over!

A tale of Two Kings (Tank visits the ministers of Gooberstan)

Hey, Friends, it's me, your friendly neighborhood Tank O'Saurus!

Yesterday my dad told me it was my turn for an adventure! I had no idea where we were going. But Woah, Doggies, there was a big lake there! I was woozy just thinking about going swimming! But then something really strange happened. We turned into this parking lot and I smelled doggies unlike any other I'd ever smelled before! Lots of them! I couldn't wait to meet them! And guess who was there in all his glory? Stanley! You guessed it, the King of Gooberstan! I guess he calls himself "President", but either way, he's the supreme ruler. And not only that, but he and his kind are the Kings of Terriers! Woo Hoo! So I got to meet Stan the Gooberman in person! Hob nobbing with the celebrities! Aren't you jealous? In Fact, my dad tells me that I, too, am a King, but of a different sort. That is a subject for a different post! So Stanley himself is two kings, but Stanley and I are also two kings!

Stan wore his Landseer Bannanadana in my honor!


So at this place was Stanley, by far the studliest dude among a fine gaggle of royal courtiers both male and female. Most were Dales, but there were a few others as well. Hercules the demigod was there, too! Herc is one cute pup!

And he can dance!


Hercules demonstrated how he could balance the whole world on his head.

Then he got a bigger version and balanced on his paw like in the famous stories
Then he really showed off his strength and skill!

Stanley even had some court jesters!





They served great food! I had a couple of franks, cake and some fruit! There was even Wallymelon in honor of our favorite Corgadorian Gray! I'm sure Wally was there in spirit, but we'd sure like to meet him in person!

In the main part of the Royal Pavilion there was Dale memorabilia. The humans competed to see who was worthy of getting the best stuff for their Dales. Stanley's mom scored some highly coveted Daleomabilia - easily the best of the litter! We don't have pictures because dad's camera started to act up. We missed a lot of good pictures that day. The one we wanted most was a picture of the incredibly cute pure black Dale girl that might get the honor of being the Queen of Gooberstan. She was shy but friendly and has come through a very hard life. I know that'll cause some stress eating for Ruby, Asta, and Suki. Since Stanley has already posted, I'm linking to some of his pictures. Dad's camera has died the forever death, not just the dead battery death. Dad says it will be a very long time before he can get a new one. But don't worry faithful readers! We have a huge backlog of stories to tell and pictures to share!

Stanley held court in a big area next to the pavilion, which was like the outer court for commoners. Stanley, Like Nebuchadnezzar, had a rule that no one could approach him in the Royal Chambers without being invited. I think that this only applies to Royal Official Functions (ROF) like the one I was at. Since I've never been to a ROF before, I don't think I understood the protocol very well. The ROF language was a little hard for me, too. I think it sounded something like Klingon! Dad told me that maybe I should not spend quite so much time licking their hind ends.

Stanley Barking orders in the Klingon-like official court language


A grateful subject (his mom) begging for kindly, kingly Stanley's help


The whole event was for the ministers of Gooberstan to talk finances, make plans for the future of Gooberstan and Party. There were lots of VIP Dales and their humans running around, having secret meetings and planning daring rescues of Airedales in unfortunate circumstances.

Before I left, Stanley gave me a pressie! My first pressie ever! Thanks Stanley! No pic because now there is no camera. Sigh. But it was a great pressie! It was a tough stuffie that sqeaks ans has a rope! Something for everypup! I took it home and we all loved it!

Because I was leashed and therefore could only cause limited mischief, Dad could focus on his surroundings a little. He found out that Stanley's mom knows Pooka! Pooka leads tours to China and Stanley's mom has been there. Pooka must have taken her. After a looong day of trying to learn ROF protocol, this happened:


And then we went to the Plaza, which you will read about soon, I hope. (When dad gets his act together!) There I got 1/2 hr massages by my devoted fan clubs. That's right, plural. There are stores where everything stops when I walk in and they massage me, feed me treats and coo while I relax in the air conditioning 'cuz I'm such a cool dog. Woo Hoo! Wait till you see!

Tank's Kisses and Tank's Head

Everybody loves Tank!

Escape!!!

It's been a weird few weeks, doggies! We go in and out of Jail. Last week, we ESCAPED!!

Somebody didn't close the gate in our backyard and so when dad let us out for our morning rituals, we pushed the gate open and went to town! Dad went back to sleep completely oblivious and we cruised the hood! We can't share all the details, but after an hour we looked in on some Aussie shepherds and their peeps invited us in for a cool drink. We gladly accepted and then dad shows up and we jumped in his car and got chauffered home! Pretty good times and home before it got hot!

Dad says we're going on our little journeys for the next few weeks and not spending much time at home so he can pay for our toys. Now that we're used to the routine we're getting to like our home away from home 'cause we get to run in the big yard a lot. We like to be home even better 'cause it's cooler, we have more room to stretch out, and we see our dad more. Plus he cooks for us when we're home. We don't eat much when we're away 'cause it's just plain kibble. dad brings the good stuff from home but there are no toppings. Dad says if we'd catch animals we could all just live off the land and he wouldn't have to work but we say nothing doing! He's the dad and we want air-conditioning. Off to work you slacker!

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Jail!

Here I am, the beautiful Princess, stuck in JAIL! I wasn't driving badly, I wasn't eating anything naughty, I'm a good little
daddy's grrrl! And yet here I am. At least I'm not alone. Tank and Isaac are here with me. The jail keeper is actually kind of nice. He lets us out into this big, fenced yard 4 times a day and gives us lots of love and water. He doesn't cook for us though. We all got in the car and drove and drove and drove! We went further than Gooberstan! Dad got some work in this far away town and he wanted to be able to see us every day instead of not seeing us for 4 days. So dad comes and visits every morning and we chase the ring but I hate it when he leaves. He says he has to go to work to buy us dog food. Of course I'm all in favor of THAT, but I like having my papa WITH me. Here's Isaac in front of the jail, with the warden. We were hoping to visit the A04, but their parents couldn't get free.



This is my imitation of Pooka during our playtime out in the big yard. Isaac is thinking of chasing me and Tank's inside getting his prison haircut. You should see what they did to my hair! a buzz cut with the buzz lines showing. I'm punk! It is a lot cooler, though so I can run and play and kick some Newfy butt!

Below we all are hoping to get free. Isaac actually escaped once, but he came back for Tank and I and they closed up the hole. Pretty good for an old man! You can see Tank was getting a bit loopy from confinement. Then the Warden demonstrated how he was going to get Isaac to divulge our secrets, but none of us told him anything! The video is of me kicking Isaac's butt in my best Xena fashion. I did that to Stanley, too! Scroll down to the second to last video in Stanley's post. Finally, after 3 days, dad came with the leashes, we all got in his car and lived happily ever after. Now we're lounging at home. Tank went swimming today but it was so hot he had to get back in the air conditioning. We're all going, one at a time this week. Have fun, everypup!