Friday 25 November 2016

Friday 25 November 2016

Tonight I is clinging tight onto Mistress.  Not because we's cold but because Mistress's granny died at 3.00am this morning.  We loved her lots and SO did Jasper.

She was a very nice, pretty lady, even pretty when she did gets old, and a very good granny too.

Mostly, Mistress take cares of me.  But now is my turn to be takes care of Mistress.  I knows what I must do. And I does my duty with love.

Bye bye love from Gisele-Stephanie x

Tuesday 8 November 2016

Tuesday 8 November 2016

Oh, good heavens, I am SO afraid.  America goes to the Polls today.

What if Trump gets in?!  We's all might  be going to die!  He is a mean people who is bad to ladies and peoples from difference countries and money persons.  I is genuinely fritted.

Mistress knows where the local nuclear bunker is and hows to get in. She says that if  it might come to being a choice she will put me inside and take her chances, knowing that I am safe. But I don't want to go by myself without her.

Oh I SO very much hope it will be alright.

Bye bye love from Gisele-Stephanie xx

Monday 18 July 2016

Monday 18 July 2016

30.5* here in Winchester earlier and Mistress had to summon Sainsbury's security because some utter numpties left their dog in their car. #savedogsinhotcars. x Please share and help other dogs you might see.  Literally cooking to death is an awful way to go. X


Still very hot this evening but we have a standing fan in our room and Mistress says we can have it on setting 2 ALL night! Lovelyyyy, hihi...


I will try and write some news very soon.


Love from "hot dog". Gizzy x

Thursday 9 June 2016

Thursday 9 June 2016

The time to reignite this blog may be at paw... Despite his absence I have learned so very much from Jasper Horatio Stafford. I am not the same as him. But it is our differences that make us better.


Back soon then.
Love, Gisele Stephanie x

Monday 25 April 2016

Monday 25 April 2016

Um... well, I have had to grow up FAST and understand that no longer am I a puppy.


All will be explained very soon.


Until then, God bless you and keep smiling.


G-S. x

Friday 11 March 2016

Thursday 10 March 2016

Ohh sh😠tbags; I's in milks. This mayks me three times cross. Is coming pups, nonono I is pure. Is ghost babyes of or what not I kanow.*


*Translation:-
Oh goodness! Somewhat unexpectedly, I appear to be producing milk. This has three possible outcomes, none of which please me.


I could be pregnant. But this could not be the case, as (whilst I am very fond of men) I keep myself tidy "down there" and retain my virginity.


I could be experiencing a phantom pregnancy. I sincerely hope this is not the case.


I can't think of a third option.


Bl**dy h*ll...

Monday 8 February 2016

Monday 8 February 2016

In her next blog entry Gisele will attempt to downplay the severity of her injuries and suffering. Do not believe her. She lies in order to protect. But only when the truth is out will others know how brave and good she genuinely is.
REP xxx

Saturday 6 February 2016

Saturday 6 February 2016

I am so much better. I have recovered from my injuries and my Mistress's insurance paid for my surgeries, medicines and wrappings. I has been a very lucky girl. Yes, yes.


But now we is thinking weasels. Is it being wrong to raise and trains an army of battle-ready assault weasel assassins? Mistress asked of a law-yer yestiday. He says it is not allowed because we would be making the weasels like to weppins and using them to do naughty. But we would only kill them a LITTLE bit. But he still says that not allowed.


I says we maybe do it anyway. Does anyone knows where I can get some weasels?


Byebyelovefrom Gisele xxx

Tuesday 26 January 2016

Tuesday 26 January 2016

I is very nearly proper better. I did have a very very VERY serious accident which what was not my fault on 4 December 2015 and what did make my Christmas not very merry AT ALL.
But I gets nearly ALL better soon and I can be telling you what did happen.
I write more very soon yes.


Bye-bye love from Gisele (nearly better). Bye xx