Hi, Sandy –

Stella is doing fine – she is taller than my dining room table.  And boy, does she like to snuggle!  On me, not necessarily with me.  She still sleeps with me, and she cannot understand WHY I have to get up and go to work.  She allows Bob, the Shepherd, to sleep with us sometimes.  It gets very crowded, but that is OK when the thermometer goes down past zero!  Most of the time, they both make sure that anything on four legs or wings knows that this is their place, not for outsiders.  Two-legged visitors are leaned on.

Regards,
Dale