Pug-parenting Study Guide - PART I

SUBJECT OF THE STUDY: Coco Puggy, 4 years old, only pug-child.

LOCATION: K-9s in Paradise, event at the pool.

BACKGROUND: A pug meetup was organized on Saturday, but the parents thought it was more important to stay home and get the fridge fixed.

The pug was forced to attend the water park on Sunday, all alone.

Unable to sniff his pug friends, because they were not around, the pug felt lost.

The pug decided to make the best of this day and enjoy the park, even if that had to be done alone.

Not expecting that he was being followed, he devoted himself to intense sniffing to get to know all the other doggies attending the event.

The pug met big dogs.

And discovered how playful a huge dog can be; just like pugs are.

Just by coincidence, another pug was found but he was leaving the park already.

CONCLUSION:

1. Big dogs can be fun.

2. It was too cold that day to lounge at the pool.

3. It is a great advantage to be the only pug at the park, since that guarantees that there wont be anybody else begging at the food stand.

4. The parents need to set their priorities straight. To fix the fridge was not necessary, since it broke again one week later. Also, at this time of the year, carrots do fine at room temperature. What else do we need a fridge for?

Happy and Thankful

Hello friends!
I hope you all had a very happy Thanksgiving day! I am sorry I write this a day late but I suspect something weird is happening at home. You see, ever since we found out that a new puppy was on the way to be part of our family (I still don't understand why such puppy would take nine months to arrive though...), mom has been acting weird. She sleeps all day - except while at work, I hope - she eats all day, her belly is growing big and round and yesterday she even dared to stay stinky and didn't take a bath! Isn't she puggier than ever?




I know most of my friends enjoyed turkey for Thanksgiving. I didn't. Our fridge has been broken most of the month, since it worked only for a few days after mom got it fixed. And she can only make appointments for Saturday because mom and dad have to work and I can't open the door for the tech to come in - and of course I don't want to pay him with my puggycard. So, mom and dad didn't have anything to eat for Thanksgiving! They woke up early to go to the supermarket and for their surprise, it didn't open yesterday. Of the few things still left on the fridge, we had 3 sweet potatoes and 1 onion. So they went to a place called "El Palacio de los Jugos" which is a cuban market that magically transports you to a third world country, a few blocks away from mom's office, and probably one of the few stores opened on Thanksgiving day. Mom loves the place, it reminds her of home. They sell fresh fruits and veggies, natural fresh juices and smooties, breakfasts and prepared cuban food. Mom bought cuban bread, baked pork for dinner, lemon, cilantro (which costs 1/6 of the price at the supermarket and looks much fresher!) and carrots the size of yuccas. HUGE CARROTS for ME!

So this is what our Thanksgiving table looked like:


Not that bad considering the circumstances!



Me: "Where's my pork?"
Mom: "Coco, you can't have pork. You are on a diet 24/7, 365 days of the year".
Dad: "It is Thanksgiving for him, too".
Mom: "It is too greasy. He only eats healthy organic stuff".

Dad gave me some pieces of baked sweet potato. When mom turned away, dad put some pork on my plate. I love dad, he puts delicious things on my plate everyday. But shhhhh!! Don't tell mom, please!

You can tell I was a happy pug after dinner! I went to sleep and dreamt of all the things I have to be thankful for. A nice loving family, a great vet, a warm place to call home, kibble, veggies and daddy's "extras" on my plate.

And I am specially thankful for having such great pug-people and puggy friends! *kisses to all!*

Lazy Lady

Hello friends!
I am sorry I haven't been around lately but mom has been extremely lazy, to the point that she didn't touch the laptop in 8 days. What a great surprise it was for me to find out that I had been given an award three times! Thank you so much DW, Arlo and Tweedles!



Here the terms of this award:
1. Publish a post on your blog - referring who awarded you.
2. Share 5 things you like to do
3. Share or pass this award to 10 friends.



Five things I like to do:
1. Sneeze on mom's food.
2. Run away when mom tries to kiss me (lucky me she won't be able to kiss me for the next 7 months or so).
3. Play with mom's hair; scratch it and chew it.
4. Sleep on top of daddy's clothes.
5. Sneeze right after daddy sneezes, just so he doesn't blame ME to give him allergies. It's the carpet and it gives me allergies too.




I would like to pass this award to:

zzz

Ok this is serious. Mom is falling asleep again. Unbelievable! Many of my friends have already gotten this award. I love you all, so I will pass it along to my whole list of bloggy friends!

Wordless Wednesday: Our fridge broke again so I get to help the Sears tech by cleaning it once more.

can't be wordless

Mom waited for dad to leave to work to put a bow on my head. Mom carried me to the bed, on top of the orange comforter for "contrast".

"I don't want a bow on my head", I said. "I am not a girl".

"And I don't want to sit still either. What a silly picture".

"Let me walk towards the night stand, there's always something to eat there".

"You don't want a picture against the white sheets? Mom, take the bow off please. And no more pictures."

"Oh, I am sorry. I didn't remember that today is your birthday. Thirtyfive sounds like a lot of years, mom. Is it a joke, or do you really think that I am YOUR present?".

Living in another Time Zone

Hello Friends, puggies, other doggies, maybe some cats and humans!

Thank you for voting to help me choose a costume for the contest! I know you are all waiting to know how the contest went... but I'd rather tell you all about Pug Picnic first!

Mom and I are members of the Pug Club of South Florida (besides being part of two pug meetup groups also), and they organize one pug picnic in november, a party for humans-only in December, a meetup for puggies in January and a BIG Pug Picnic in February. The first meetup I ever attended -because I was healthy enough to finally go out and about - was the February Pug Picnic almost three years ago. Mom was in pug heaven, there were about 300 people with about 300+ pugs! I was the happiest pug on earth. Dad was terrified. He said all of the people in the park - besides him - were crazy. Funny, he's attended hundreds of pug meetups ever since... and he seems to enjoy it!

Back to last Sunday... Once I arrived I spotted the girls.

There were plenty of them.

But they were leaving!

The party had almost ended by the time we arrived. Why? Because mom lives in another time zone. She's stuck with "Peruvian Time" in which you are ALWAYS late. I missed the costume contest!!!

Lucky me, my best puggy friend Jax was there to save the day. We stayed in the park chatting and sniffing for a while.

Jax was kind enough to share some treats with me. Mom didn't bring anything, not a single carrot, or a single green bean. Do any of you know of a number I can call to complain such cruelty?

Non-sense

I am a grown-up pug.

I like to keep my room organized; everything in place.

My mother, on the other hand, is a total mess. She keeps things anywhere and everywhere, for no reason at all.

See that green bag on top? It contains gifts that Jemima sent for us: A pug calendar for our home, bag of treats for mom and dad, and a bag of treats and chews for the pug of the house.

The pug of the house is ME. What are MY treats doing on top of a huge dresser? Why aren't MY treats in the correct place? (hint: my tummy)