Our Resolutions

Good morning friends,

Last year my mother got me a sweater vest from aunty Melissa. I look gorgeous in it.

Unfortunately, mom didn't have a chance to blog about it right away. Then we didn't have internet connection for quite a while. Then my little sister was born and she hogged all of mommy's time.

Now I feel like the worst blogger ever. I don't comment anymore... I don't write any fun stories.

Thank you, friends, for bearing with me during this time. My new year's resolution is to come back, and write more. And visit you all!

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)

Fashion Tip

Hello Friends!
I have a question for you all... How many hours of the day does your parents devote to you? Just asking...
Anyway, mom was super excited because she got a very cute box in the mail! It was from Nan and Aine!





Mom ordered Eddy Jack, a felted pin cushion, from her Etsy shop but she also sent some postcards and Aine sent a little something for me! A cute mushroom!

Now, if you are wondering why mom ordered a pin cushion, this may give you a hint:


Still clueless?

YES. Mom found a new hobby. Now, any ideas why I am sitting in this chair?

YES. I was on time-out, for barking and scratching all the pieces of furniture I found in the dining room (where the sewing machine is) while mom was trying to finish her silly project.

Mom really needs to work on her schedule of activities. Hobbies have to be done during pug sleep time, otherwise they interfere with the much important quality time feeding the pug!

Oh, before I forget, here is the fashion tip: Get your Halloween Costumes early November. They will probably be 99% OFF and then when you use them the next year (or a couple of years later if you don't grow or gain weight), the chances to find another doggy wearing the same costume will be much smaller!

The Worst Housewife Ever

Hello friends!
I woke up today sneezing. It was 60 degrees! I run to get a t-shirt on and patiently waited for dad to leave to work. He doesn't allow me in the bed, but mom does when he is not around.




I was relaxing, warm and cozy, until I noticed something unbelievably disgusting. I didn't want my fur to touch those nasty things so I had to jump down immediatly. Why would mom not wash the bed sheets daily?



I FOUND PIGS LIVING IN MY PARENTS' BED!

Meet The Neighbor

Me: "Who's there?"

"..."

Me, again: "Have you seen our new neighbor?"

Mom, running away in panic as if she's seen the devil: "AHHHHHH!!!"

Dad: "Yum!"

Mom, still running away in panic: "Yuck!!!"

New neighbor, cordially offering to shake mom's hand: "Nice to meet you lady. I recently moved from Jupiter".

Me: "Oh, that sounds familiar. I am from Poopiter".

Grandma's Day

Friends,

Today I would like to wish my grandma a happy 79th birthday.

I can't wait for her to visit me again. After all, I have been a very important influence in her life.

I was there when she learned to ride a trycicle.

I was also there when she was able to ride one by herself.

I taught her the importance of sharing even when it is a hard thing to do. We both progressed through I-95 with her feet and my body squished in mom's tiny car for our first long road trip together. She devoted unnumerable hours holding a bottle for me to drink water of. She also shared all her snacks with her youngest grandson (me).




I wish she could have learned the most important lesson of all: To kiss a pug. That's going to be my mission next time she visits.



Do you think she looks 79 years old? Don't look at her wrinkles, she's supposed to be a pug!

~ INTRODUCING ~

THE NEW LINE OF GREEN CARS

HIGH MILEAGE COMPACT FUEL-LESS

ENVIRONMENTALLY FRIENDLY VEHICLE

PERFECT TO COMPLEMENT THE OTHER FAMILY COLLECTION OF VESSELS

OUTSTANDING RATING IN OUTDOOR ACTIVITIES

HARMONY BETWEEN MOM, DOG AND MACHINE*

* DISCLAIMER: May provoke family issues since the Dad seem to not be able to fit in.