Stevie has learned that the sound of the alarm clock means it's time to get up, time for a walk, time for SNIBLETS. Megan says that when it goes off, Stevie will make her way up from the bottom of the bed and snuzzle her on the neck, pretending all the while that she's NOT trying to eat Megan's hair. Megan says that lately she has been waking up just before the alarm goes off so she can turn it off, get up, do some of her morning routine, then slide back into bed for a little bit, resetting the alarm for later so that Stevie doesn't get quite so excited quite so early.

Like any true hound dog, Stevie loves warm and snuggly smells. She has made it a habit of trying to rub her head under Megan's arms. Megan was laughing about that and I told her, well, yeah, but dogs like to rub in deer poop and dead fish, too.

Hoping to make a visit into Austin this weekend, and of course, that means more pictures! So be sure to tune in on Saturday night or Sunday...

Cheers!
G

There's a new phrase around Megan's house, no doubt inspired by the Pirates of the Caribbean movies... showed up all on its own out of the blue one day and won't go away: "Shiver me sniblets!" But you have to be very careful about saying it around Stevie. Mainly because "sniblets" at Megan and Stevie's house is the same as "treats" at any other dog's house and followed by conniption (sp?) fits and much running around in circles, with expectations of food.

This past Monday, Megan was leaving work after a particularly trying day. As she was leaving, she said, to no one in particular, "Well, I'm going home to beat my dog." Then she stopped in her tracks because there was a student standing at the door (everyone else there is used to Megan saying odd things). She looked at the woman and said, "Wait, let me explain..." and the woman said, "No, no, I know exactly what you mean. You pat your dog on the side and it makes a big thumping hollow noise." Megan laughed and said, "Yeah." The lady said, "Is it a big dog?" "Oh, no, I have a very small dog. Doesn't quite sound like a watermelon... more like a canteloupe."



Stevie will soon be 11 months old... hard to believe she's almost ready celebrate her first birthday! I'm sure she's going to need more toys, t-shirts and pictures.

Stay tuned for more Adventures of Stevie!

G

I think I know why Stevie doesn't ever get any bigger (or at least, it doesn't seem like it): She uses up too many calories being a professional Pinhead so she doesn't have enough calories left over to use for growing.


Someone at Megan's work gave her a large (I'm talking the size of a Cocker Spaniel) stuffed tiger. The tiger looks great on Megan's new couch. Of course, Stevie thinks it's a dog toy, even though it's 4 or 5 times her size.

I said, "Hey, let's get pictures of Stevie sitting or lying down next to the Tiger!" My sister just looked at me as if I was crazy and said, "Yeah, good luck with that."

You can check out the Gallery to see how successful we were(n't). She still loves my keys, camera, anything with a strap and she sure as heck knows when you're taking photos of her. She is THE biggest ham and will pose and cock her head just so, so that you get her best side every time.

She is the apple of Megan's eye, and not far from being her proud aunt's, too.

Cheers to all,
G

Stevie-ism of the Day:

"You know you love your dog when: you reach -- without thinking or hesitation -- into the toilet to save her favorite bone from circling the drain..."

Stevie has evidently become fascinated with the toilet bowl. Not the first dog in history, and surely not the last. She doesn't try to drink from it (she's too small for that), but she has, on occasion, put her front paws up on the edge of the seat to sniff whatever she can sniff. Recently, Megan bought Stevie a new chew bone, and she loves it SO much (Stevie, not Megan), she carries it around in her mouth with her everywhere she goes now. Early this morning, Megan heard a "splooot!" and she knew what had happened... Normally, Megan keeps the toilet lid closed. Now, it will be mandatory.



Cheers! G

First, apologies to The Stevie Chronicles followers for the long lapse between posts. I was on vacation for the past week, and while I'm sure there were lots of things that Stevie has done that are blog-worthy, I haven't yet caught up with her. But I'm back now, and I promise to pick up where I left off.

Megan has been accumulating various names for Stevie.

Of course, there's her full name: Stevie J. Wild Thing Dumb Ass Pooter Baldwin (we don't know what the "J" stands for, it just sorta fits in there).

As we discussed earlier, her Russian name is "Vladimir" (Putin).

Following are some of her other names:

Chinese Name: Hu Flung Poo (because of how she runs away when poop gets stuck on her butt -- gross, I know, but I also know if you have a dog, you have no doubt witnessed this phenomenon)

Street Name: Poop Doggy Dawg - not hard to figure this one out

Comic Book Super Hero Name: INSANO - Whack Dog from the 21st Century

I'm probably forgetting a few, but these will hold you for now. I plan on seeing them this coming weekend, so I'm sure I'll have new photos and more stories.

Cheers!
G