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WOW Week… Done That!

And I smell a bit peculiar, too.

A natty looking but very obnoxious little black intruder with a couple of white stripes down his back came right at me backwards and squirted me with some really stinky stuff. I though it was very rude of him. I was just doing my job, after all. When I told him this was the Campbell Estate and he had to have Kay or Elizabeth’s permission to be here, he just turned around and let me have it. Right in the face!

Elizabeth has been really wonderful about the stink. Everyone else seemed to be avoiding me for the first couple of days, but Elizabeth behaved as if she didn’t even notice it. Which is saying a lot for her, because even I could hardly stand myself! But then I heard her say to Kay, “Is it really that bad? I can’t smell a thing!” and I remembered that Elizabeth has no sense of smell. I used to think that was a tragedy – I mean, there are so many amazing things to smell in the world. The world is alive with scent! But now I understand that sometimes even sad things can be blessings.

Elizabeth took me in to see my friends at the vets’ again this week. I haven’t been in to see them for a long, long time.

Well…, I did go in once this summer. We were sitting in the car waiting for Kay to come back from the butcher’s shop. It’s right next door to the vets’ place. I couldn’t understand why we were so close to Dr. Celia & Dr. Roseanne – I could see the door from where I was sitting – but we weren’t going in. I began to cry, so Elizabeth put my lead on and took me in to say hello to everyone. They all petted me and were laughing and smiling over me. It makes me feel so good when I make two-leggers happy like that!

Anyway… This week Elizabeth was concerned about all my scratching and head-shaking and a cut on top of my paw. She also said it was time I should get my liver and epilepsy drug levels checked. So we went in to get everything attended to. I got to stand on the flat metal thing that always tells everyone that I need to go on a diet. “One hundred and fourteen pounds,” said the female veterinary assistant who took me in.

I left in disgust. So what I weigh 114 pounds. I could beat any 114 pound two-legger at a foot race, then run it with another and win again! And that’s going five times the distance they’d do in the process! Yet Dr. Celia still labels me “CHUNKY!”

It turned out that my cut wasn’t a cut and that it, my head-shaking and itchy-all-overness are caused by a bacterial infection in my skin, so, I’m on antibiotics again.

Sadly, I couldn’t, under all these circumstances, go to Word on the Water – Kenora’s great festival for readers and writers – to meet all of you, my reading public and fans. I’m so sorry I missed you. It would have been so much fun to get up in the reading room to read to everyone from my blog. ~:o(=

Maybe they’ll ask me next year?

Elizabeth says you were all asking after me. Thank you! She says she remembers one conversation in particular:

“How’s Stella doing? Is she all back to normal again?”

“No… (explanation ensues). I’m really not sure what normal is for Stella. I don’t think she’s ever experienced it.” ~:o/=

Elizabeth also says that many of the authors really enjoyed the Book Paws I gave our friend Lil to put in the Author Gift Bags (that was just one of the many thoughtful and industrious things Lil did at the Word on the Water. She’s an author, too, and she also read from her books, which are all about wild animals she has nursed back to health). I’m glad my fellow authors liked the Book Paws. I’ll tell the rest of you more about them in a couple of weeks in a Tail Thumper!

Apparently, Word on the Water was a great success! I’m glad, because Rick Brignall, Shelley Bujold, Lil Anderson and Elizabeth spent a lot of time and worked very hard to get it all together for Kenora area book lovers. Authors came from four different provinces (that’s a long way!) to be here, and they all seemed to have a wonderful time, too, which made my two-legger organizer friends very happy indeed.

And Elizabeth says that even though I wasn’t able to make it, she was able to help a famous mystery writer, C. C. Benison, understand the world of writing blogs a bit better using my blog as a teaching tool! I feel so honoured! She says he told her he would have to write a dog into his new series about two-leggers who die at the hands of other two-leggers (sounds rather gruesome, but maybe a dog could help put an end to this aberrant two-legger behaviour, C.C.) just so I would review his books in my Tail Thumpers! Imagine that! I hope he does. I might just review them anyway…. I’ll certainly ask Elizabeth to read them to me!

P.S. Elizabeth attended the First Nations Graphic Novel event Friday night. I think she’ll get over it soon, but it seems she was really impressed by the speakers, Niigaanwewidam James Sinclair and David Robertson. She even bought some of their books to sell in the shop!

Mail for Me?

Last evening when Kay came to take us home from work, there were some paper things sitting on Elizabeth’s seat in the car. One was larger than the others and fatter – looked like it might make a good chew…. Sure enough, Elizabeth said to Kay, “Oh, this one is for Stella!”

But it wasn’t really, at least not in the way I had anticipated.

It was a book, which Elizabeth spent the evening reading while I curled up on her bed beside her and sniffed it over. There was a picture of a yellow dog on it that looked a bit like my pal Bud.

Bud isn’t doing too well these days, apparently. I haven’t seen him, but Elizabeth had an email from Joanne. She tells me that it said Bud has a condition that is wasting some of his muscles so he is having trouble eating, drinking and getting into the car to come for a visit now. She says he may not be able to come and see me again. That makes me sad, ’cause Bud was my first ever dog friend. He came over to visit me when I was just a pup – my first ever visitor, in fact! Elizabeth says his vet is helping him to get better, and he is improving slowly. I hope he’s all better soon.

I dogress. ~:o)=

The book…

Elizabeth has written a review for her bookshop site which I will reblog for you to read.

I think it was a good book, too, though. Since she read it I’ve had three doggie spa treatments. My hips in particular are awfully sore these days and I’m still a bit clumsy back there. Cory’s Story, Elizabeth says, made her realise that I was hurting and why – it’s that KBr stuff she gives me now in my ‘chicken’. Her massages feel good, and I seem to be hurting less today. She says she learned some other things she’s going to look into further, too. I think maybe she’d like to see me better almost as much as I would!


Ooooh. I haven’t been feeling too well this past week. I don’t remember that much, but Elizabeth says I’ve been lying curled up at her feet making R2D2 noises, snoring loudly and neglecting my duties as official greeter at Elizabeth Campbell Books. Not that there’s been much greeting to do. It’s midwinter and all her customers seem to be hibernating. “Life is a real bear this time of year,” she says.

What I do remember is how awful it’s been to get up when it’s time to go home for the day. My legs don’t work properly. It doesn’t help that the floors start to undulate (I love that word. Elizabeth says there’s a word for sneaky deer that is almost the same – ungulate. Both sound much better than they feel, though. [See Stella’s Oh Dear, a Deer series]). Sometimes I got so woozy I had to sit down – it just happened that way. I’d be walking, then I’d be sitting and wondering how that happened. The walkway between the car and the house not only undulated, but the railings started coming at me from every direction. The walls in the house weren’t staying in their places, either. I remember being utterly confused by the belligerence of my normally benign surroundings. It was awful.

Elizabeth took me back to the Vets’ again (I’ve gained another pound since last week – 108 now! I fell off the weigh-scale, so it took a couple of tries to get my weight.). Dr. Celia thinks that the loading dose of Potassium Bromide (KBr) was too much for my system. I was taking 5000mg per day along with my Phenobarbital. She says I was suffering from ataxia. The symptoms are a lot like human drunkenness. She says that the KBr reacts with the Phenobarbital to multiply the effect of both drugs, so that even though I had relatively low amounts of both in my system (therapeutically speaking), I was getting a lot of punch.

Dr. Celia said I also had to sleep in the two-legger house for a few nights in case my mind was too foggy and I fell asleep in my Run in the cold, instead of staying in my den of a house where it was warm enough for me. Elizabeth says it’s no wonder I’m sleeping on the job… I’m pacing the floor in the hall all night! I don’t remember….

I’m feeling much better now that they’ve reduced my doses of both drugs. I even felt like pulling out my tennis ball and bouncing it in the hall for a while yesterday. I’m still pretty sleepy, though. And Elizabeth says I’d eat a side of moose in one sitting if she gave it to me. I’ve never heard of a moose before. She says it’s also an ungulate, only much bigger than a deer. Like I said earlier… sounds delicious!

Anyway… I don’t feel much up to writing this week. Elizabeth found a blog that I really liked when she read it to me and Kay. It’s a story I thought some of you might like, too, so I’m going to share it with you on Friday instead of my usual blog. I might do that from time to time through the weeks ahead if we find some interesting posts out there. I hope you’ll let us (and the authors) know if you enjoy them, too!

~|o}= ZZzzz…

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