The Perfect Toy

When I was a puppy I had a lot of stuffies to play with. They could have been destroyed but since I was a gentle chewer they were not.


As I grew older my chewing tastes changed. One of my favorite chew toys is our computer desk wicker chair. It is crunchy and has a lot of flavor but I have started to worry because I know that someday I will chew it up completely and I won't have a chair to chew anymore!



My other favorite toy is the marrow bone. Mom buys it in the supermarket and boils it to get the broth which she uses to cook instead of giving it to me. I only get the biggest bone. What happens next? After a few weeks my bone starts to get smaller, mom takes it away from me and I get new one.

All of this kept me thinking... How perfect would it be to have your favorite toy last forever? Undestroyable chew toy? Or better, destroyable but everlasting chew toy?

Friends, I'VE FOUND IT!!!

Wood you know?

Hi Friends!
Just a quick post to say hi!
Mom is feeling a little sick - upset and empty stomach - and daddy is stressed out at work so I can't take too long on the computer; they need my healing and de-stressing services!

I wanted to add some cute pictures and these are the ones that I had on paw:

This is inside a furniture store in Miami Beach. Daddy wants this wood floor in a new house. Yeah, he also wants a boat and to live close to the beach. Isn't he asking for a little too much? Anyway, would any of you know what type of wood this is? We have no idea, and the store clerk knows less.

Have a nice Monday!

It doesn't pay to be clean

Friends,
I would like to post a complain. Do you see these pictures? That's my new time out spot: ugly, uncomfortable and depressing.
Now, would you like to know why I was on time out? I barked and barked for hours right by the backyard door because I wanted to clean after myself. Mom kept telling me that she had picked up my poop, but, how can you trust a lazy woman?

The Cushion

Hello Puggies!
I hope you are ready to have a great weekend. I have been trying to convince my parents to take me to the Colony Hotel in Delray Beach... remember the pictures I posted on Wednesday? My friend Jax says it is the coolest place on earth - in other words, 100% pet friendly! The hotel is 83 years old, and the machine shown there is an old telecommunication device, as some of you have guessed.



Mom is ready to pack and go with me to Delray Beach but daddy... well, you all know daddy. He is not that easy to convince. So instead of the mini vacation mom said I could go shopping for some cushions because I will need them to complement my birthday gift. I don't know what my gift will be yet but I know what my favorite home accesories store is: Jonathan Adler!



"Hey mom! What color should I get? Is gray ok?"

There were so many colors, sizes and designs to choose from. The little cushions were $110.00 but they seem too small for me, unless I get three or four...

"Mom, can I get the big one? It has bones on it, I love it! And it is only $210.00!" I said. "No, wait, I want the big one and two small ones to match!"

Mom fainted on the floor. I had to patiently wait for her to wake up and pay.

"Mom, look! This cushions are made in Perú! What a coincidence!"

And this is how mom decided that it was cheaper to buy an airplane ticket and drive all over her country to find a cushion with bones and colors for me.

- The End -

Wordless Wednesday

My Two Paws

Friends, hello!
Do you see these two paws? Do you see my wrinkles? Mom doesn't have any of those, that's why she had to register to a writing class. She wants to learn the art I was naturally born with. So that's the class she is taking online now!

Now, I wish these two paws could drive. I met an old meetup friend on Lincoln Road Mall a couple of weeks ago and she was - are you ready? - DRIVING her very own vehicle! That enlightened me in ways I never thought of.

Since I can't move out of my parent's home, why don't ask for my first vehicle now that I will be an adult pug?

I think I fit just right in this model. I wanted to ask dad if he thought so but he was, well, he was standing very far away. I overheard something about "crazy" but I have no idea what he meant.

Last night I decided to formally talk to my parents about this great idea, hoping that they would agree now that I am not willing to move out anymore. Daddy said that if I get myself this vehicle, he will be the one moving out of the house.

Mom just winked and sublty smiled.

We All Struggle

The same effort it takes for me to find a tiny piece of carrot accidentally dropped on the floor, takes mom to find a minute to blog. I want to apologize for not commenting on your blogs, but as of today:

- we don't have internet at home,
- we have internet in the office but we also have a camera watching us so we can't use it during work hours,
- mom is taking an online course. ONLINE meaning she has to do it during her lunch hour from work. She can read assignments and messages from the phone but she needs a real computer with internet access to write and post her homework. And she is required to comment on her classmates' homework.
- during mom's lunch time it appears that nobody else in the office notices that she is supposed to do whatever she wants except work. She gets furious sometimes because she really needs to concentrate for this online class but at the same time she runs the office and that fact is keeping her from loosing her job. And these are tough times...
- mom tries to stay late everyday to use more internet time after work but: #1 daddy wants her to come home early because he misses her too much, #2 the boss' son coincidentally comes to her office everyday after mom's work hours and asks her nicely what she is doing. Mom doesn't know what he means with that but he always walks to actually see what she is doing online so she suspects it bothers them. For that reason she only stays for half an hour or so.
- we love you and we are still reading all of your posts!

Have a nice week, friends!

Shocking News

Hi buddies,

In less than a month it's my birthday. I had plans, great plans.

I had planned to move out to my very own pugpartment. I even started visiting some places close to my parents' home.

I had planned to bring my cute self to mom's office more often, as a stress-relief team member, and I agreed to be paid with total access to the fridge instead of a salary.

I also considered getting a second job in a colombian hot dog restaurant, where apparently dogs are allowed.

I thought I may visit my parents every weekend, when daddy brings breakfast in bed for mom, just to show them what a good son I am, that I care and I haven't forgotten them.

I had planned to move out right after my birthday in September, when I turn four and I was kind enough to let my parents know ahead of time.

"No way", they said.

"What do you mean?! Why?!"

"You are not big enough to be on your own"

"I will be 32 human-years old. Doesn't that sound like old enough?"

Important Business Brunch

Friends,

As you all know, I am in charge of helping employees cope with the daily work-related complications and stress in mom's office. Putting my wrinkles to work, I had a superb idea. Why not expand my services regionally? (Even internationally?)

I immediatly decided two wrinkles were necessary on such an intricated business idea so I called my pal Jaxson to be my partner. He lives two counties away, in a key area for our future expansion. Jax and I met for brunch in Delray Beach Sunday morning. We took turns to occupy the director's chair, that way we both knew we were contributing in the decisions fairly.

* deciding*

*not deciding*

* deciding*

Being Jax in charge of calling and pee-mailing a few key contacts I went on to make a careful study of the actual market - using local newspapers as our main source of information.

We have concluded that there is a huge gap in the market of stressed-at-work people who are in desperately need of having a dog right next to them in the office to help de-stress and increase their productivity, and the demand seems to be increasing minute by minute. We now need to find a way to let the bosses know...

Audit

Mom has been complaining about having too much work, having to skip lunch to make up for too short deadlines and being totally stressed out. I had to step up and call to an entraordinary meeting with the partners.

Maxi the yorkie lives with one of mom's boss, the one who works directly with her. Ironically, tiny Maximus frightens me while huge boss doesn't frighten mom.

Lassie the mini collier lives with mom's other boss. The one that is never around but is always present: he is the eye behind the camera at the office. Lassie was kind enough to assist to our important meeting even though she had a very rough time the previous day. Mom was in tears, just a day before Lassie's vet told her older brother that she was not going to survive, that it was better to put her to sleep. Mom talked him into taking her somewhere else. She is sixteen years old, and had a tumor bothering her urinary system, but we knew she was a strong doggy. Lassie's vet finally agreed to do the surgery and having had a prompt recovery there she is, walking to our meeting on all four legs, tail wagging and smiling.

After further consultation with both partner's dogs, we have agreed that it is necessary to add some relaxing elements in the office to help ease the stress of the employees. Therefore, I will go to the office on Wednesday to materialize the plan.