PRETENDING

There are days when I have to lay really low. Zee, is not as dumb as I first thought she was.
I cannot afford to have her blow my cover. The wild dog pack which I have successfully infiltrated, thinks I am a loner and have no one who really cares about me. They wonder why I hang out with Zee and ride in the back seat of her car. This is not the action of a renegade wild dog. They do not understand I have to play two roles. I cannot tell them or Zee the truth. I tell my wild dog buddies that I am using Zee for food and will sneak some to them when the occasion arises. So far, they are satisfied with this. Zee, on the other paw is more suspicious. So, I have decided to play "puppy" for a few days. You know I hate to turn on my wild dog outlaw buddies, but they kill other defenseless animals and wreak havoc on everything in their sight. I have tried to rehabilitate them, but they just smack me around and laugh at me. When they find out my true identity I will give them another chance to go straight before I give them a dose of the real Crazy Stella. Must go play now...pretend to be a puppy and laugh secretly at silly Zee..

I am ready for my close up , Hollywood. I really like having my picture made, even though I am working undercover. I think my disguise is clever and very realistic. I do get tired of these short legs, not really good for running at warp speeds, but I do get momentum being so close to the ground. Good for hiding in tall weeds, too. I am working on a special project. There is a gang of dogs terrorizing the local farms. I am to infiltrate their hide-out and gain their confidence. Once accopmlished, I will morph into my real "super" self and reveal to those nasty critters who is boss. I am betting they have never seen a German Shepherd of my stature and certainly not of my magnificience. I will slap them around a little, not too much, just enough to get them scared. I cannot reveal at this time the main purpose behind my mission, but will tell you that they are loving my little alias, Stella. I am good--I tell you , I am the best...

Rattle That Box

Well, I have finally trained Zee to do a trick. Whew! I was exhausted--she is one stubborn gal. Anyway, I love treats...big surprise--right?
Zee keeps a box of treats under her computer desk. She seems to stay at that computer forever lately. My walks and play time have been in short supply. Ummmm, I thought, what is a snack hungry German Shepherd alias Maltese ( actually I am undercover but more on that later) supposed to do.
I know she hates it when I "investigate" other rooms of the house. Rooms which are off limits to the likes of me. So, when she gets so involved in her own little world, I sneak into the forbidden rooms. She hates to leave her desk, so after getting up many, many times to check on my actions she has started rattling the treat box and lo and behold here I come a running..
Got ya!! It took awhile but she finally got a clue. Now, I hope she doesn't put doors on those prohibited rooms, but if she does I will think of something, after all I am Stella the Renegade Pup and I have a reputation to uphold..