Hello out there. welcome.

Many thanks for just Being.  

I dont want to ruin this beautiful summer day, but I want you to understand about my nightmare.

It all started when I was in a cage at the pound in San Francisco. I’m Super Stubb and usually a HERO, but my nightmare is  that I’m trapped in a cage and the cage gets smaller and smaller. Finally It’s so small I can’t breathe. My eyes open, and my heart pounds. I’m scared, well kinda scared I’m closed in!! Finally  I wake up and try to forget,

Riding and hiding in Pauline Prance’s bag on the airplane is hard for me because I get that closed in feeling. Of course, Super Stubb, that’s me, can handle him. I try to think of something wonderful when I go to sleep. I’ve found that closing my eyes and fixating on Pauline Prance’s legs usually drives my nightmare away. 

I know STOP RIGHT THERE. A dog dreaming about legs is crazy, but you haven’t seen Paulines ample legs. I’m a meat eater and her legs makes me happy and hungry. I see them on a platter with a dash of salt and tasty barbecue sauce.You can rest assured I’m just dreaming. I’d NEVER bite her. She’s my friend and they hold her up.

Kids,Parents, Grannies, I hope you’ll get busy and read Giggle and Go with Stubb to Italy. The chapter one is just a click away. It’s a fun, fun read. Keep in touch. Love to hear from you.

PS check Amazon for my books.

See you soon!! 

Stubb and TT