Zena The Warrior Dog

Let your Light So Shine

2012-01-06T19:07:00.000-08:00

The next day after mom told me the story about the Dubells, I told mom that I want to go to school so that I can help little children, like she did, when boys are mean to them. Mom told me that there is definitely a difference between just doing good and doing unto others as we would like to be treated no matter what the consequences might be. She said, “sometimes there can be a cost for decisions we make that we might not foresee when we decide to put our integrity on the line." “Well," I said, since I wanted to be just like my mom, “I don’t care, I want to help others just like you did." “Well, said mom right back, I think we will home school you for a while yet."
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Mom sat quietly for a few minutes; I looked at her and her forehead had the little creases between her eyes that told me she was going to tell me something really serious, so I snuggled down on the pillow at her side, anxious to hear what she had to say. “This took place a very long time ago," mom said seriously, "and I can still remember how difficult a choice was presented to me. How I laid awake at night thinking of the consequences my decision cost."

“There was a little group of girls in my class," my mom continued, “each one exceptionally pretty, or so I evaluated by my fifth grade perception of physical beauty; they always had the latest fad in clothes and their hair was pretty, shiny and stylish. The girls chosen to be in this group always walked around holding hands or with their arms across the shoulders of one another. One day these lordly ones came up to me and told me that they liked me and thought I was really nice, and as if that wasn’t enough they asked me if I would like to be a part of their group. I, of course, said yes, and it felt so good all that day to be one of the chosen ones; to walk hand in hand with one or to have the comfort of the arm of another resting on my shoulders as we walked down the halls. It felt good to be popular."

"Walking home from school I felt like I was walking on air; I loved the whole world and felt it was a pretty wonderful place to be. I told my mother what had happened and then I used some of the new found power I had been feeling since I had been asked to be one of the special ones and asked her if she thought I could have some more up-to-date clothes because the group all had what the latest fad dictated, especially sox, snow white sox with fluffy angora tops. Most of all I wanted those sox. Later, when I no longer felt powerful and laid awake at night contemplating the world and how hard it is to find a comfortable place to be, I think that I felt worse about asking my mom for things that she could not give me than anything else; to that point in my life I had never asked her for anything. Her life was already hard enough." Zena broke in by asking, “Why couldn’t your mother give you those things, especially just a simple pair of sox?" "It wasn’t so much about the asking but the reason I asked," said my mom. “If you have to change who you are to belong to a certain group, it is better to be alone or find friends who accept you as you are."

Mom told me how excited she was to go to school the next day and how anxious she was to see her new friends. She said she got to school early and the group told her they wanted to talk to her. The leader stepped forward, put her arm across mom’s shoulder and told her that there was one thing she had to do to be a part of the group. My mom couldn’t possibly imagine what this could be and since she was still feeling the power of belonging she thought maybe it was simply a childish ritual to perform, nothing too hard; after all they had invited her and obviously wanted her My mom asked, “what do I have to do?” “Actually, you can’t be friends with the DuBells,” said the leader, “and you can’t speak to them either," My moms eyes opened wide with disbelief and she said, “I won’t do that.” And, with that firm declaration, my mom’s world came crashing down around her. She tried to talk to her mom about it when she got home but her mother really didn’t understand. Mom said to me, “It was in the still of the night that I struggled and suffered and truly came to peace knowing that I had done the right thing. I don’t even remember those popular girl’s names but I have never forgotten the DuBell’s; how brave they were and how pretty their name really is."

My mom told me that she has thought about these happenings so many times through the years and she wonders about what happened to the DuBells. She did hear, not too many years after that painful classroom humiliation, that Laura had became a missionary; mom said how wonderful that she wanted to help others less fortunate than she. Mom said that she respected so much that she brought good to the world by serving others after the terrible pain she suffered as a child.

Recently we were all out in the garage running all around putting our noses into everything while mom was sorting through boxes of her things. She said that she didn’t want to leave them behind for someone else to have to go through someday. I don’t know what she is talking about because I know she would never leave Isis, Raphy, Zeus and me because she loves us all so much.

All of a sudden I heard mom say from amidst the boxes, "oh my goodness look at this." I bounced right over there very interested in what she had found. There she was with an old autograph book in her hands and tears running down her face. Of course I had to get my nose up there first to see what was going on and just what it was in the autograph book that made her cry. I peeked over her arm at the book and the signature on the book said Mrs. McRae; here's what she had written:

(That was mom’s name when she was a girl,
Dear Emogene, it's Jeanne now.)

Let your light so shine before men that they will see your father in heaven. You are already doing this dear, I hope you grow up to be the same kind of woman that you are a little girl.

Sincerely,

Mrs.McRae

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Do Unto Others as You Would HaveThem Do Unto You - 4 PAWS UP

2011-12-21T11:30:00.000-08:00

Our Raphy isn’t doing so well, sometimes he falls down when he is just walking across the room. Mom says that we should be sweet to him because he can’t help it if he gets cranky. Sometimes when I try to be nice and give him a little lick on the nose he just licks back as nice as can be but other times he growls and takes a little nip at my nose. I don’t like it one bit but mom says that he can’t help it if he is in pain and crabby. Sometimes Zeus, Isis and I get tired of it at the same time when Raphael is especially snippy and obnoxious; then all three of us try to put him in his place at once and all his little nips get reciprocated. I feel bad when that happens because mom looks so sad and sometimes I even see tears in her eyes.

One day when we were all jumping on Raphael, to keep him from sitting on mom’s lap where we all wanted to be, mom told us a little story about a long time ago when she was a little girl. The 4^th and the 5^th grades were together and had the same teacher. The teacher’s name was Mrs. Mc Rae and mom said that she just loved her, in fact she wanted to grow up and be a teacher just like her. Mrs. McRae often had mom help other kids with their work after she was finished with hers; she told her that she thought she would be a wonderful teacher when she grew up.

One thing Mrs. McRae was quite strict about was being late to school. Being tardy was especially embarrassing since the door to the classroom opened right in front of the class; then to make matters worse, the coat room door opened at the side of the room so you had a second chance to feel humiliated when you walked out of the coatroom after hanging up your coat. Mom said that she will never forget how much anguish she felt for the two little girls who walked into the class room late one cold winter day. They looked like two slight waifs standing in front of the classroom, shivering from the cold, with nothing on but their mother’s old house dresses…no coats, each one clad in only a thin, worn dress. The tense silence was broken by two loud whistles and then in chorus some of the boys yelled, TWO SMELLS FOR DUBELLS. The two small girls stood there with their head slightly bowed as if in acknowledgement that they deserved this kind of treatment. They sat in their desks shivering from the cold and all mom wanted to do was go over and give them her coat. At least they were spared the humiliation of going into the coat room and then once again having to appear in front of the class. At recess mom told each one of the boys what she thought of them, she asked them how they would like to be treated that way. Then mom looked straight at me, Isis and Zeus; she asked us how we would like to be treated like that (no paws went up), then she said that is how you are treating Raphael because he is different and can’t really defend himself. Mom said that treating other people like we would like to be treated has great rewards; she said that she knew those boys would never be mean to the DuBells again, at least as long as she was any where close by. We knew that was meant for Raphy and our treatment of him.

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Zena"s New Friends

2011-11-18T15:54:00.000-08:00

You go first Lady Olivia

Mon Cherie and Lady Olivia

My mom's new friend, Heidi, sent us these pictures of Lady Olivia and Mon Cherie using a Puppy Stairs ramp. The first thing I thought was hey, "you two are on my ramp '. I know that I am the star model for Puppy Stairs but I didn't realize that other puppies could actually have them too.

Practice makes perfect.

Look at me, nothing to it.

I'm going to ask my mom to ask Heidi if Lady Olivia and Mon Cherie would like to be friends and come over and play with Raphael, Zeus, Isis and me. Our garden is so fun; it has rock paths to walk on and tall flowers and bushes for us to explore. We are pretty careful to stay on the paths so we don't break off any flowers. We love to chase each other and run through the flowers and shrubs which are all sized just right, compared to our sizes, to call it a forest. Our very own secret forest.

In the picture below you can see our beautiful garden forest just before the icy cold weather and winds came and took the blooms of our flowers. We miss smelling our favorite blossoms but it is quite an adventure to walk through the foliage and brush a plant that is laden with rain drops and get a delightful shower. I hope that Heidi will let Olivia and Mon Cherie come over and play with us.

Our special corner of our garden

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For the Love of Raphael

2011-11-04T18:45:00.000-07:00

When we first moved here, Raphael got really sick and couldn’t even stand up or walk. He had to be carried around like a little baby. The doctor didn’t give my mom much hope and we were all very sad when he said that Raphael had suffered a stroke. But Raphael just tried as hard as he could to get up on his legs and stand and our friend Wil stayed right with him and encouraged him day after day to not give up. Finally one day he actually stood up on all four legs at once for a few seconds and then tipped over.

The next time he got up he stood a little longer and each time he tried he did better, and one day Wil said, “I do believe that he will walk again.” Every day Wil sat on the ground and coaxed him to stand and take a step by putting his arms out to him and then move them back slightly when Raphael, with his legs shaking and trembling, would use all his strength and will power to reach Wil’s out stretched hands, and as he started to fall, Wil would gather him up in his arms and praise him effusively for being such a good boy.

Then one day when Raphy stood up in his usual precarious manner, Wil stepped back a little further than usual, and Raphael actually ran a few steps to him. That was a day of rejoicing for all of us. Sure, his legs were all wobbly but Wil said they would get stronger, and sure enough our Raphael can walk and even run, with an unsteady sort of gait for sure, but he can run. He’s still a bit wobbly and sometimes falls down, but he gets right back up and tries again. Sometimes I see my mom get tears in her eyes when she is looking at Raphael .

Raphael tries to play with us and likes to run after a toy that has been tossed. He falls down often but he gets right back up and still tries to be the one that gets the toy in his mouth first. The other day Raphy and Zeus both had the same toy in their mouth and they played tug on the toy for a while, but then I saw Zeus gently let go of the toy so Raphy thought he won. He looked so happy it made me happy, and I thought it was really nice of Zeus to let him have the toy.

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Zena Returns From Her Sabbatical

2011-10-26T15:07:00.000-07:00

It has been a long time since I have written on my blog and I have missed all my followers and the kind comments they often left for me to read. So much has happened and there is so much to write about that I don’t know where to start so I will just tell you a little about my new
surroundings. My whole family moved to a beautiful, peaceful island where we have a big fenced yard, a beautiful flower garden that is tended by our friend Wil and a glorious panoramic view of the ocean from our front windows. We love it here. We have our whole yard to play in; I especially like to walk on the paths in our garden that wind around and under the plants and flowers. I adore getting up each morning and going out in the garden and smell the Posies (that’s what Wil calls them). The flower I like the best is a yellow and violet pansy that has a pungent, spicy aroma; I even took a little bite one day and it tasted good. I pretended like I didn’t hear when my mom said, “do I see a puppy eating my pansies?” Raphael ate the spinach plant before they even got it planted. Mom said oh well, spinach is good for him, it has lots of iron.

I’m putting some photos of Raphael, Isis, Zena, Zeus and me on here for you all to see. In case you don’t remember, Raphael is my Uncle, Isis is my Momma and Zeus is my daddy. They all said to tell you that they like it here too and that they think it is special to have their picture on my blog. Zeus wants me to tell you which one he is in the picture so you can see how cute he is. Now they all want you to see that they are cute too, so I’ll start with the pup on the left in the picture that shows all four of us. First pictured is Isis, next Zeus (he wants me to say he is the handsom one), then Raphael and me, the last one. Mom says we are all totally adorable and with that I’ll end for today…more tomorrow.

Zena
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In Memory of Chi Chi (Final Episode)

2009-12-22T09:42:00.000-08:00

The relationship between Chi Chi and my mom was so close that they were inseparable. Each day at 3:00 Chi Chi would sit on the stairs leading to the street from the house and wait for my mom to come home from school. Mom always ran all the way home filled with excitement to see her special friend and was greeted joyfully with puppy kisses. Some mean boys walked by every night and told mom that Chi Chi was mean and would bite her; that thought was totally incomprehensible to her.

Almost every night before dinner my mom's mother would send her to the corner store for items like milk and bread and Chi Chi would joyfully follow her. About half way home he would routinely lie down on the sidewalk and cry to be carried home so mom would put the groceries down on the grass parking strip, pick Chi Chi up and tenderly carry him home and then go back for the groceries. Her mom said Chi Chi was getting old and was tired at age 12 but mom didn't understand and thought that 12 sounded pretty young; after all, her mother was 30; that was old.

Sometimes when my mom was sad and felt like no one in the world understood how she felt, Chi Chi would quietly sit by her on the same stairs where he waited patiently every night for her to come home from school and be the greatest comfort to her. When mom would cry because of some injustice that had been heaped on her Chi Chi would gently lick each tear from her face and snuggle close. Mom felt no embarrassment or judgment from her precious pet and would bury her face in his fur and unashamedly sob out all her pain and heartaches. Mom said that she felt that God had sent Chi Chi to her and felt that he must love her very much to have given her such a magnificent gift.

Then one day mom’s world was shattered and her faith in God was rocked. When she came home from school for lunch her dad told her that the bull dog belonging to the neighbors that gave Chi Chi to mom had bitten him in the eye and since he was so old the Veterinarian thought it was best to put him to sleep. Mom said everything turned white and that she could hardly stand up the shock was so great. When the tears came the loss was even more profound because there was no Chi Chi to comfort her at this hour of her greatest heartache and need. She asked her dad if he thought that Chi Chi was in heaven and her dad said that if there was a doggy heaven that surely Chi Chi would be there. That was some small comfort because her dad was a minister and he knew about these things.

That afternoon mom’s dad held a little funeral service for Chi Chi in the back yard. Her beloved pet was wrapped in a little blanket, put in a shoe box and buried under the lilac trees in the back yard. Mom made a little cross with her dads help, painted Chi Chi's name on it and put it on the freshly dug grave.

It is said that you never forget your first love; mom says hers has enriched her life forever.

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The Story of Chi Chi Continued

2009-12-07T16:49:00.000-08:00

My mom told me tonight that there is much more to the story about Chi Chi than she told me before and how he was the best friend she ever had as a little girl.

One day, not too long after Chi Chi was given to my mom to have forever, she decided that Chi Chi should come to school with her because she missed him so much when she was away from him all day and she was worried that Chi Chi missed her too. Mom convinced her mother that is was ok for Chi Chi to visit her first grade class because Mrs. Snodgrass, her teacher, said that maybe there could be a special day dogs could come to visit. Since Chi Chi was so special and she knew he would sit quietly under her desk and not disturb anyone she was sure there would be no problem. I guess that mom misunderstood the concept of “maybe there could be a special day” and took a little liberty with the facts because she was sure that as soon as Mrs. Snodgrass saw Chi Chi she would fall in love with him and realize how special he was. Mrs. Snodgrass was always so kind and sweet that mom was heartbroken when she sent her home with Chi Chi and expected her to come back to school without him. She cried all the way home and felt so sad and wondered why adults just don’t understand very well what is really really important. How could she go back to school after such severe a disappointment and why didn’t everyone understand that Chi Chi would be no trouble. Her mom said, “I didn’t think that the dog would be welcome at school but you were so convincing.” And there again was that lack of understanding that Chi Chi wasn’t just any dog and that he had feelings too.

To be continued

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The Story of Chi Chi - Photo of Zena and Jeanne

2009-11-21T19:38:00.000-08:00

I have a very special story to write for my blog today. My mom told me about her first beloved dog that was named Chi Chi and how much that little dog meant to her as a six year old little girl. It made me so happy to realize how much my mom loves dogs and the best news is that I realized I am the most special puppy of all and that my moms life is so much happier and richer because of me.

When she was little my mom liked to dress her cat in doll clothes, put the kitty in her doll buggy, cover the cat with a doll blanket and skate around the block pushing the buggy.

One day while taking her kitty on a skating trip around the block in the buggy a Pekinese dog came down his front steps to the sidewalk and started following the procession. Mom was a little scared of him because the kids on this block said he was mean and would bite so it was with trepidation that she skated the two blocks home with the dog following her. She got home safely and when she looked in the buggy the kitty was still laying on his back wearing his baby sweater and bonnet and with his paws out over the top of the blanket just as he was when she tucked him in for the ride.

The next day the dog was waiting for her when she reached his house and the lady that owned him told mom that his name was Chi Chi. Chi Chi followed her home again and sat on the stairs going up to her house and whined until she petted him. She sat down by him and he layed his head against her leg and she petted him until her mom called her in for dinner.

The next day and everyday after that Chi Chi was waiting for her when she came home from school. From then on it was Chi Chi that got dressed in the doll clothes and taken for a buggy ride around the block every night.

When my mom was a little girl they didn’t have measles vaccine and my mom became seriously ill with the measles. In fact she was so sick that they had to call the doctor to come in the middle of the night because her temperature went up to 105 degrees. Chi Chi was so worried that he sat and scratched at the back door until her mom let him in. My mom was sick for two weeks and that little dog sat on a chair by her bed and would only get down to eat and go out for a potty break a few times a day and then back again on the chair to be close to her.

One day, not too long after my mom got well from the measles, she was skating around the block with Chi Chi all dressed up and tucked all snuggly into the buggy and when she came to Chi Chi’s owners house the woman came out to talk to her. Mom was scared because she was afraid that she was mad that she had Chi Chi with her so much and that she wanted him to stay home. Mom couldn’t believe her ears when she said “would you like to have Chi Chi? He won’t stay home anymore because he wants to be with you.” Mom was incredulous that anyone could possibly give up such a prize but quickly said , “yes, yes I do want him.” She skated home as fast as she could because she was afraid that the woman would change her mind and take him back since he was such a wonderful and precious pet. Mom said that was one of the happiest days of her life.
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Zena develops Psychic Abilities

2009-11-11T07:20:00.000-08:00

It all started with a day just like any other day except for one thing; upon awakening I realized that I suddenly had psychic abilities. Yesterday I was running around the yard with Zeus, Isis and Raphael chasing our favorite squirrel that we call bandit because he is always stealing all our nuts. We have a big English walnut tree in our front yard and that pesky squirrel always runs up the tree and drops nuts on our heads. I was so intent on catching Bandit by the tail that I crashed head first into the tree trunk and was knocked out cold. Mom put me to bed because I had a very bad headache and I didn't wake up until this morning when it got light.

The first time I noticed my new talent was when we went out in the yard to play this morning. Bandit was there as usual and all of a sudden I could hear him making fun of us and laughing at us in his mind. And then I could hear Zeus thinking that he would catch the squirrel and make him sorry that he had caused me to get hurt yesterday. Isis was just thinking that she wanted to go in and eat her breakfast and Raphael was wishing he wasn't getting so old because he surely would have been able to catch the squirrel in his younger days.

I would like to use my new abilities to help all my friends and for us all to all have fun at the same time. Just send me an email asking me a question at askzena@gmail.com and I'll use my psychic abilities to send you an answer. Please send a photo of you and your mom and or dad if possible.

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Please check our blog often to hear about Zena's latest adventures with her new psychic abilities. Zena's greatest desire is to use her talents to help all of her animal friends and for everyone to have fun asking their questions.

2009-10-14T13:58:00.000-07:00

Happy Halloween to all my friends. I wish you could have all played with me on the pumpkins. Zeus, Isis, Raphael and I are all going to a pumpkin patch in the country when the sun starts shining again. I love my new Halloween sweater, it makes me excited for the pumpkin patch outing.

Happy Halloween to all. BOO!

UPS Brings Toys and Joys

2009-08-24T17:41:00.000-07:00

Today was an exciting day for me because all the new toys and products came for mom's website http://www.puppystairs.com/. We get to keep a purple elephant toy and a very cool blanky. You can watch the video and see Zeus and me playing with the elephant. Isis and Raphael played with us too and jumped into the new nesting blanky with us and we all really had fun.

Photo Contest Winners

2009-08-08T10:15:00.000-07:00

I was proud to have so many beautiful anipals join my photo contest and wish everyone could be a winner. The first place prize of a ramp goes to Saucie, Gaby comes in second to win a Puppy Stairs 1-Step and Halo and Nibblor as second and third runners up will receive Puppy Stairs Comfy Covers.

I would love to have everyone have Puppy Stairs, especially those friends that need them, so my mom said I can offer all my twitter friends a 15% off coupon for all our Puppy Stairs stock excluding only the close out sale items which are already marked down 20%. The coupon number to add during checkout is 077 and is good through Saturday, August 15th.

I'm happy to have so many friends and wish you all a happy weekend.

Join Our Photo Contest

2009-07-15T17:01:00.000-07:00

I would like to invite all my twitter friends to enter our photo contest for a chance to win a Puppy Stairs Ramp. The winner receives a ramp, the first runner up will get a Puppy Stairs 1-step and the 2nd and 3rd will receive a Puppy Stairs Comfy Cover, valued at $20, which is beige on one side and leopard print on the other. All you have to do is email a recent photo to sales@puppystairs.com and my mom will post your picture on our blog along with all the other friends who entered. We invite all of our anipals to enter including bunnies, kitties, puppies, ferrets and any other pet that wants an easy way to get close and snuggle with their mommys.

The contest will run through August 7, and the contest winners will be posted on Saturday, August 8. You can view the contest photos on the right side bar here on our blog. You can vote here for your favorite photo and please tell you friends and family to come and vote too.

I can't wait to see all of your cute pictures. Don't be shy to have your picture taken, I have to pose all the time for my moms business and I really love to be a model.

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PawPawty Special for Twitterers

2009-07-09T07:23:00.000-07:00

I welcome all my Kitten and Puppy friends to a special Pawpawty blog. Mom said I can say hi to all my Anipal friends and let you all have the opportunity to get a free present for your mom. My mom loves presents; I’m sure your mom does too.

Zeus, Isis, Raphael and I, as many of you know, are models for http://www.puppystairs.com/ . Mom says I can offer my friends 10% off any of our regular products and this is the best part; the first ten people that order a ramp or stairs get a complimentary slumped glass votive candle holder to give to their mom. All you have to do to receive the 10% discount is to enter code #007 when it asks for discount code and to qualify for the free slumped glass votive holder just DM my mom and whe will select the first 10 people who ordered to receive one of the beautiful candle holders shown in the photo above.

Zena and Zeus go to the Groomers

2009-06-27T23:13:00.000-07:00

Mom got the crazy idea that Zeus and I needed to go to the groomers today; definately not my idea of a good time. I just couldn't believe it when she handed us to these two ladies and walked out the door and left us. the ladies were really nice but I see absolutely no reason to have to stand there all that time being brushed, combed clipped and snipped.

Hmmm, looking at these pictures I must admit that we do look beautiful (me) and handsome (Zeus). Mom says we smell so nice and says she loves it when we are all clean and shiney. I did notice that Zeus went right out in the yard and rolled around, I think he felt a little more comfortable after that.

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2009-06-23T19:50:00.000-07:00

Just catching a few rays. Have to take advantage of every nice day in Seattle.

2009-06-16T14:43:00.000-07:00

I want to thank all my new twittering friends for following my zenawarriordog twitter page and welcome all of you to my blog. I would love it if you would join as one of my followers and in return I would love to have an invitation to be a follower on all of your blogs.

I am so happy that I have made so many new friends and have asked my mom if I can do something nice for all of you. As some of you know I am the top model for http://www.puppystairs.com/ My birth mother Isis, my father Zeus and my uncle Raphael are models too but mom says I am top model because I am so special and have a dazzling personality. That is why she calls me Zena The Warrior Dog, I am cute and cuddly but spunky and spicey.

The surprise is that mom gave me permission to give all of you 10% off on all ramps and stairs on our Puppy Stairs, http://www.puppystairs.com/ To show your elgibility for the discount just put for the code # BLOG110 in when placing your order. I just love my Puppy Stairs and have so much fun playing on them and running up and down for photographs. You can see me at work in these pictures.

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2009-06-03T18:09:00.000-07:00

Today we had a photo shoot to take my picture signing a pledge for the new "Raise a Green Dog" website. My birth mama Isis, daddy Zeus and my uncle Raphael were all there to watch. I did let them pose with me for a picture to put on my blog but did have to do a little nose pushing to let them know who the star is. My uncle Raphael was the first baby in this family and he thinks everything is about him. Sometimes he gets a little jealous and growls at me and that is when I call him uncle Scar like in the Lion King. Mom says not to worry about him because he is old and arthritic and sometimes grumpy. I think growling at me is a bit more than grumpy but mom just cuddles him and says, "we all love you Raphael." Grrrrr. Still, I am sure to stay out of reach so the growling doesn't tun into something more like a little nip or two. Mom says I am her little Zena my Kachina and sings a little song to me with those words so I know she likes me best. Still, my little warrior dog nature comes out when I need to be feisty when there is growling going on.

We really had fun but the others didn't see why it was so important to stay off the contract mom kept putting under my paw for my pawograph. Raphael wanted to lick it but mom said, "no Raphy, don't do that." Ha ha to you Raphy. Mom said we were all good puppies but I think I was the most important; after all I was the star. You can see my photo on http://www.raiseagreendog.com/

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2009-05-28T20:00:00.000-07:00

This is my moms first first attempt to film a video of us and we were thrilled to be the center of attention. If you watch carefully you will see that although I am the smallest I am the fastest, most courageous and the bravest one of all. Off course I hammed it up a little just for mom because she thinks I am all that.

We are used to modeling for my mom's business, http://www.puppystairs.com/ and that is fun for sure but today was dog gone fur flying fun.

I hear we will be filming daily so please come back. We would like you to share your wonderful experiences of good times with us as well. We love all of the animal world so please share. We promise not to scare the cats, gerbils, snakes, rabbits, or any of Gods creatures away; we love them all so please ignore any barking because that is just our nature.

You can also find me twittering daily at https://twitter.com/zenawarriordog

I love having new friends and I consider you one of them.

Love,

Zena

Hi I am Zena The Warrior Dog

2009-05-26T12:49:00.000-07:00

Hi,

I'm a little warrior dog. I'm so excited to have a new blog and hope to meet lots of new friends. All my dog and cat friends ask me why I am named Zena the Warrior Dog. The reason my mom nicknamed me that is because I am the feisty one in the family and I reminded her of Zena the Warrior Princess. I will forever be known as Zena the warrior dog and the best part is that I love living up to my name.

I'm off to visit other dog blogs and make new friends.

Your new friend,

Zena

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