My Main Page

My name is Stella and I’m a female black Labrador. I was just seven months old in November 2011, when I started this blog. I used to live above a pub in Aberdare with Katherine the landlady, and her children Matthew, Jessica and Sammy. Matthew and Jessica are both grown-ups and Sammy is still in school. I made lots of friends as well – Dai, Rachel, Luke, Stacey and Sam, who worked in the pub – and the regulars, of course.
One of them is Steve, who’s been helping me put my blog online from the outset. Like the rest of my family, I’m fairly hopeless with the computer, so he’s my Tech Support Guy and Photographer. We started out by just putting status updates on Facebook when I took him for a walk. After a few days, one of his friends suggested that we should make our adventures into a blog instead.
After a brief discussion when we were out one weekend, Steve redesigned it in February 2013 to make it a bit easier to navigate. Instead of having to scroll down from the latest entry to the earliest, you can begin at the beginning and go through it in sequence. I hope you enjoy it.

AN EMBARRASSING DEBUT

LOOK BEFORE YOU LEAP

HORSING AROUND WITH STEVE

THE LABRADOR NON-RETRIEVER

WINTER DRAWS ON

THEN THERE WERE THREE

MY MARATHON

DUCKS AND LAKES

A NASTY NIP

‘TIS THE SEASON

GOING SOUTH

STELLA AND JACK

HIDING THE EVIDENCE

OVER THE TOP

IN THE KITCHEN AT PARTIES

A STICKY SITUATION

THE DOG WHO CAME IN FROM THE COLD

SOMETHING COLD, SOMETHING NEW

BLACK AND WHITE

UP AROUND THE BEND

A LITTLE BIT OF INDUSTRY

OFF THE GRID

FOR THE RECORD…

TERRIERISM

SEMPER LUDERE

THIS PUB AIN’T BIG ENOUGH FOR THE BOTH OF US

SPRING FEVER

THINGS THAT GO ‘BUMP’

BEES, BUTTERFLIES, BIRDS AND BREAKTHROUGHS

RESERVOIR DOG

AD HOC

LOST AND FOUND

ON THE WRONG LINES

UNDER SUSPICION

TRAINSPOTTING

THE MORNING AFTER…

WHOLE LOTTA SHAKIN’ GOIN’ ON

THE BUCKET LIST

UNCLEAN! UNCLEAN!

SNEAK IN THE GRASS

A PAIN IN THE BACKSIDE

THE APPRENTICE

THE NORTH WIND DID BLOW…

CHIPS WITH EVERYTHING

Me, chillaxing at home after a hard day doing nothing

Chillaxing at home after a hard day doing nothing

Chips With Everything

I may have mentioned this once or twice, but I have what I like to describe as a healthy appetite. (That’s my excuse, and I’m sticking to it.) I’m a growing girl. I need to keep my strength up for my hectic daily routine of lying on the windowsill, nosing at the passers-by. A few … Continue reading

The North Wind Did Blow…

On the Thursday before last, I got rather excited at the sight of snowflakes, which caught my eye through the window. We haven’t had anything this winter so far, apart from torrential rain which kept me in for days on end. It was a refreshing change. Dai and Jess took me out on Friday morning, … Continue reading

The Apprentice

I’ve seen more of Steve this week that I have since Xmas. I think I made him feel guilty after my last post, as he called round out of the blue on Saturday. I forgot about his back trouble and charged at him down the passage, almost knocking him back down the steps. ‘Oh, you’ve … Continue reading

A Pain in the Backside

I haven’t seen Steve at all this year. The last time we went for a Stroll was on Christmas Eve, when he called round for me in the morning. Helen’s moved, so we went on an expedition to drop her present off. First of all, of course, I had to have a good run around … Continue reading

Sneak in the Grass

Autumn has come suddenly to our little corner of Wales. I can’t believe it’s been a whole year since I first persuaded Steve to take me exploring – the time’s really flown by. And after seeing all four seasons for myself, I’ve decided that autumn is my favourite time of year. After all the rain … Continue reading

Unclean! Unclean!

It’s been ages since I’ve written anything here, but that doesn’t mean life has been quiet. For one thing, I’ve been settling into my new house, as I told you last time. The great thing is that Steve only lives a couple of minutes’ walk away, so we’ve been going out even more regularly than … Continue reading

The Bucket List

Steve and I are definitely fair weather friends. Even though I always get soaked to the skin when we go out, I like to do it on my own terms. The thought of trudging through the streets while it’s lashing down with rain doesn’t appeal to me. That’s why we haven’t been Rambling for ages … Continue reading