Service Dog

Hello to all My followers. This is The Princess Fiona.

I am no longer just a simple pet to My people. I am now a service dog for my Daddy. In case you do not know, that means I am even more special than I was before.

My Daddy has depression and social anxiety and that makes it very hard for him to do things like shopping or any type of going out in the public. It is My job to make it easier for Him. When He starts to get nervous or stressed it is My job to help Him focus on something other than the scary things. It is a great job! It means that I get to go with Him to Walmart and the mall and wherever else He wants to go. I get to wear a special vest to show off what a great dog I am too!

Daddy says that I make His life much better. I wonder if He knows how great He makes MY life too?!

And there is good news about the foster dog Reese. Mama and Daddy are now working with North Texas Bully Rescue and Bully Breed Human Society in Lawton. They are going to help them find her a great home. That will mean I will get even more time with my Daddy AND Reese will get to have a forever family. Everybody wins!

Reese's Piece

Hey y'all!

Just thought it was time to come on here to tell you all about ME! You already got Noelle's version, which wasn't right. I mean, c'mon now. I should have been allowed to introduce myself before that DOG had a chance to.

I don't like to talk too much about where I've been in my other life so I'll just give you a quick rundown. I was used as a breeder. I was left alone far too much and I have a lot of scars around my face from other dogs. When I was born I had my ears cut completely off to make breeding easier or whatever else my old owner had planned for me. I didn't have a lot of love given to me so I just held mine inside. Before I got to leave that place I got a bite by a big bug with 8 legs (now that's just crazy) and couldn't walk on one of my leggies. It was very swollen and it leaked nasty stuff. Okay, enough of that! Let's move on to my new life.

I was rescued by a lady outside of a bar. She brought me to a house where I was going to stay awhile but they left me alone. I escaped out a window and these people with a stinky truck picked me up and brought me to The Bad Place.

There were bars and cold floors and lots of other dogs crying to get out. I didn't have to stay there long though. The day after I got there my new "foster" parents came and got me. The Mommy cried as she sat in the cage with me and The Daddy went to get the paper stuff the man wanted in trade.

I was really scared that The Mommy was going to pick a different dog so I stayed really close to her and tried to show her that I was a very calm and well behaved dog. IT WORKED! It was raining as we drove away but to me it felt like the most beautiful spring day you could ever imagine.

The Mommy and The Daddy told me that I was a foster dog and that as soon as I was all better and "spayed" (whatever that is) I could find my forever home.

Uh huh, whatever! I've already decided where my forever home is going to be and let me tell you, you don't have to drive anywhere to get there! I'm working my magic on the Daddy the hardest because I get the feeling that he usually gets the Last Word on things. I figure that if I can make him love me the best, there's no way he'll let anyone else take me.

I am really learning to play and now that my elbow is all healed I love doing zoomies through the house or the back yard. The Mommy let me out with the other buddies but a fight happened (all Noelle's fault) so now we are kept separated. That's okay, as long as I have one of the people with me at all times I am very happy. I do not like to be alone and I make sure EVERYONE knows it.

I absolutely LOVE all people, although The Daddy really is my favourite. When they take me places I walk around very proud and try to allow everyone else to give me some love. I am a very generous dog! I don't really pay attention to the cats. They don't bug me and they don't give me love so I just ignore them.

I have an appointment to get "spayed" on November 18th. Again, I am not too sure what this means but it seems to make The Mommy happy so I suppose I will allow it. It's at a place called PETS and we went to visit it today and talk to Leslie, the owner. She was really nice. I got to have treats and lots of love from all the people there. I got to meet some dogs and cats that were in cages but The Mommy said it was okay because it was for the "spay". Oh! And Leslie is pretty sure that I can get mine For Free. That made The Mommy even happier so I have to remember that. I will do things For Free too, and then everyone will love me the very best! Right?

Note from Noelle: That fight was totally NOT MY FAULT.

Note from Mommy: It was actually my fault. I was looking at things through rose coloured glasses and gave them more trust than deserved. Hopefully down the road we can try again but for now it's separation and SMALL meetings on leash or through the gate. Lesson learned!!

Deep Pyoderma

Hello to all my followers and friends. This is Princess Fiona, bows are not necessary.

I have been struggling with a new problem that is driving my Mom and Dad crazy. I have deep pyoderma on my leg. This is a chronic problem, which means it will probably never completely go away. We may get it under control for awhile, but chances are it will keep coming back.

It started off as just a large pimple looking thing. Mom would pop it with just a gentle squeeze and then treat it with peroxide and triple antibiotic ointment. Unfortunately it just kept getting worse because I kept licking at it when they were not looking. So they took me to see the veterinarian. I do not really like him very much because he wants me to be on a slippery table that is very cold. It is not even padded! I do get to meet other animals sometimes though, so it is not all bad.

Anyway, he prescribed some antibiotic pills and this special spray that stings and stinks pretty bad! After a week and a half, this is what it looks like.....

It really is looking a lot better...honest!

This is me trying to avoid getting my picture taken. I did not want to look at the camera today! I vant to be alone.

I'm a good helper

Hi Everyone!





This week I've had two days where I was really good and Mama said she was proud of me. Today she was so surprised that she almost started to cry. My humansister had left the gate to the rabbit room open and as soon as I saw it I headed straight through. Well, Mama said, "Uh uh uh, get your butt outta there!" and I DID!!!! I listened right away! Then, when Fiona was getting up on the dog bed with me, I got off and let her get on and comfortable before climbing back on myself. Normally I growl really mean even though I always let her on. I just like to grumble so that she knows that I'm not happy. Today I didn't make the teeniest noise about it.





Mama did this thing called dying her hair. I love water so much that I was helpin' her. Well, I tried to anyway. Right after this picture was taken I jumped in the bathtub to chase the water so Daddy had to come and take me out of the room. I was just tryin' to help, honest!





Mama says that this picture is not very flattering to her and she's a bit embarrassed, but I love her no matter what!

♥ Noelle ♥

New friend?

We got to meet a new little friend today! I say little because, oh my goodness gracious, he was TINY! Mommy told us that his name is Nacho and he is a teacup chihuahua. He was running loose and playing with us at our fence. We were pretty growly with him because we do not like other dogs near our yard but once Mommy picked him up and brought him over we loved him. Silly Mommy was a little bit scared that we would try to bite him so she held him really close and let us sniff him one at a time. I gave him a HUGE kiss (my tongue pretty much covered his whole body) and she told me that I was a GOOD GIRL! I had to smile at that because I could not believe she even doubted me for a second!

Then it was Noelle's turn. Now even I was a little bit nervous about that because we ALL know how mean Noelle can be if she is in a mood but she did great! Instead of one big kiss she gave Nacho a whole bunch of little ones. I was so proud of her and so was Mommy and Mary.

Then it was Freckles' turn. Silly dog. She was too scared to even sniff the teeny thing. I would have laughed if I knew how to make that noise properly.

Anyway, that was the only thing exciting that happened today. Mommy found Nacho's home and gave him back but maybe someday we can all have a little dog like that too.

Love always,
Princess Fiona

Noelle's apology

I did a very bad thing today and it made my Mommy really mad. She came into the bedroom to cuddle me and when she sat down on the doggy bed I growled at her. She got so mad and I thought I was done living here. She yelled at me and made me get off the bed cuz it's a p..r..i..v..i...l...e...d...g...e to have a doggy couch and not a right. Then Daddy made me lay down on a pillow on the FLOOR for the evening! I knew I had messed up and tried really hard to lay down at Mommy's feet and just be a good girl. I got distracted a couple times by the kitty but when Daddy told me to lay back down I did right away.

A couple good things happened today though. I got to go for a car ride to the park and climb a big mountain. Mommy hurt her knee so we had to be really slow going back down. And then I got to go for ANOTHER car ride to go pick up my human sister from work. I love car rides more then almost anything.

But I've just had a bad day other then that. I couldn't stop being bad at all. Mommy said the growling thing was the "last straw!" in her day with me. I'm really really REALLY sorry Mommy!

From Mommy: We are trying to get Noelle into training with someone in town who is known as "The Dogman". He's supposed to be really good at dealing with problem dogs, and has retrained many dogs that were seen as untrainable. Hopefully we can figure out a way to get her in because I KNOW in my heart that Noelle is a good dog inside. I just can't seem to find the trick in getting to her when she gets into her bad behavior days. If it was all the time it would be different, but she is so unpredictable and that makes her a bit of a danger. Hope we can get the problem fixed and my sweet little girl can be known to more people then just our family! On a good note, I DID get the absolute best picture of Noelle EVER. Made me laugh so hard I cried.

Yeah, she laughed at me a lot. I don't know where my other ear went. I honesty DO have two of them!

Challenge picture

Hello Everyone! Princess Fiona here to accept this challenge. The goal is to go to the 5th folder on your computer and pick the 5th picture. I could not go to the right folder but I did go to my Mommy's "pet" folder. Unfortunately, it is not of me but of my little Sister Noelle. I remember this day very well. Mommy and Daddy had just brought this thing home and were not quite sure of how I would react yet. So they put her in a smaller fenced in area of our fenced in yard. That way I could sniff her without her being in any danger. As if she would be. Like always, I was perfect. I was not completely sure of what she was, but I knew that I could not be rough with her. As she got bigger I got a little bit rougher, but not once did I cause her to yelp or cry out in pain. She DID however get me a few times.

My Turn!!!!!

HEYYYYYYY EVERYONE!!!!!!!!!!!

I'm Noelle, the American Pit Bull Terrier and my Momma's baby. The "Princess" got her turn to tell you about herself, so now it's mine!

After my Momma got back from being in Canada for 10 months because of stupid immigration stuff (that's when you have to get permission to live in a different country) she decided she wanted her own little puppy to raise and love. She found a guy who was selling "Pits" and decided to go check them out. There were two different puppies that interested her, my sister and MOI (that means "me" in french) but I showed a little more attitude and won my Momma's heart. The guy who had my birth Mom told Momma that I was 6 weeks old but I really wasn't. When Momma asked when my birthday was, he told her and by doing simple math, it came out that I was only 4 weeks old!

Too young to be away from my siblings but I had already been brought to my new home by then. So Momma had to get some special milk for me to grow up big and strong. It worked, a little too well. In 4 weeks I went from being a little over 1 pound, to 10 pounds.

And then 4 weeks after that, I was 20 pounds. It started to slow down after that and now at 2 years old I am a healthy 51 pounds. Because I left my first home so early I picked up some pretty strange habits. I smile. Not like a proper dog smile but like a human. I show all my teeth and wrinkle my nose up and smile just like my Mommy does. Sometimes people think it's scary, but once they get to know me they see that it's just how I say hi to them. Speaking of people, I don't really like meeting new ones. Ya see, when I was 6 months old my Mommy and Daddy decided to get me fixed. I tried to tell them not to worry about it, that I would be a good girl and not get pregnant but they just wouldn't listen. They didn't have a lot of money so they brought me to this "Low cost" place. It was a big mistake. They were mean to me there. I don't know why. They said that I was a "bad dog" but before that I hadn't had any problems at all. They just didn't like me. After that I never trusted new people again, especially ones I met outside of my home. You never know who is a bad stranger and what they might do to you.

So now my Momma and Daddy have some problems with me. They say I have something called "fixation and fear aggression". Fixation means that when I decide I am interested in something it is very hard for me to break my concentration on it. Sometimes that gets me in trouble because I want to bully two of the cats that live with us but I really do try to be good. Fear aggression means that I don't go after people and try to bite them, but if they get too close to me I get really mean sounding and try to get away. I figure that if I show them how mean I can be they will leave me alone and not hurt me. Except it upsets my people. My Momma sometimes cries because she wants me to be a good girl, and I really do want to be, but I just can't. Not when people get too close.



At home I'm usually pretty great though. That's what my Mommy tells me anyway. I love her so much and I know she loves me too. She says that she doesn't know how she could handle life without me. I make her laugh more then anything or anyone else ever has.

I really, and I mean REALLY, like water. I love to be splashed, sprayed or to go swimming. That is my favourite thing in the whole world (other then Momma that is). I could play in the water all day and night and never need to rest. I like car rides and walks too, but nothing is more fun then going swimming or playing in the hose. I can jump REALLY high when there's water splashing.

I have a big voice but really I'm just a little girl who is scared of being hurt again. But as long as I've got my Momma close by I know she'll make sure I'm okay.