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".

Last Sunday

Hi Friends!
I hope you all had a great weekend. Mine was kind of boring... my family made plans non-pug friendly. Unbelievable. I did have a great Sunday last week though. I was invited a very special event: my best buddy Jaxson's birthday party! He organized it at the Colony Hotel in Delray Beach, which is kind of far away but that's what parents are for, right? To take you places, feed you, buy you toys, etc. So, I hurried mom to feel better from her cold that day. Daddy had a class and I hurried him to come home early, too. Unfortunately, when he got home he was too tired and mom didn't feel well enough to drive. Friends, I have to tell you, the puppy sad face works. It was a little late already when mom was ready to take me, and just as she opened the front door to leave... our new troublesome neighbor wouldn't let us walk out the door. Man, I was so angry! Dad had to wake up and get ready because there was no way this puggy was missing the party. So, after dad finally walked out the door and had a few words with the crabby new neighbor, mom and I were able to jump on the car. I am always relieved when daddy drives, specially that day because it rained so much. It took us almost double the time to get there with the superb storm. I am so lucky to have such good friends, they had waited at the party for us to arrive!




Daddy loved the hotel. It is 83 years old and it still has the original elevator working. I wish mom was more intelligent, but she isn't so there are no pictures of the girls at the party. They were wearing beautiful pink dresses! You can tell mom forgot to use the flash on the first pictures also. Seriously, she needs vitamin supplements already!

Daddy had a great time chatting with Jax and his parents.



That was, until mom started shouting "I know them, I know them!". Winston and Clemmie were on America's Funniest Videos again!




After a few dances,



a piece of cake, a couple of drinks,



and a visit to the bathroom



we were ready to leave.


We didn't go home though, we went for a stroll on Delray Beach's trendiest street! Jax and I had a great time together!

Sorry, I was hungry.

Good morning friends! (good night for the ones that live far, far away!)
I wanted to thank you all for the happy birthday and bloggiversary wishes, specially to my favorite pug girl in the whole world, my Pearly poo! She gave me the best birthday present ever, writing a very sweet post about me. I am not single, girls. My heart belongs to Pearl.

Now that we are back on our regular blogging schedule... what? Why were we not blogging as usual?

It was because one's supposed to get a week of vacation after one year of work, right? And by coincidence that was also mom's last week of class. She had to read and write a lot. So far, she has 3500 words for a novel she had started for her class. She never thought about starting a novel... let's see if she continues or not. She is famous for starting new things and not finishing them because she later finds new things to start. So far, blogging has been her more consistent activity. ONE YEAR! Wow, she deserves an award for that. But since this is MY blog, I am the one who gets the awards here.

One of my best buddies gave me this award a while ago. It looked so delicious, I ate it all. Thank you, Bajas! The cookies were so good, I was not able to share with anybody else!



Luckily, Harry gave me this award again! Harry wanted to know why I was named Coco.


This is what Coco means in spanish. Daddy chose "Coconut" because it was a good fit for me. We still don't understand why.

Now here are the rules to this award:"When accepting this award, you must blog about the food you have stolen when your humans were not watching. If you have never stolen any food, you must have been a really good pup! You can accept this yummy tray of cookies as your reward! Next add the logo of this award to your blog (optional), then nominate at least 5 other furry blogs and let them know by leaving a message on their blogs."

I have stolen quite a few things, but the one mom remembers the most was a whole peruvian chili pepper I took from the fridge once. I run away and ate it all. Mom was scared because it is very spicy, specially the veins and seeds. What she forgot, is that I am also part peruvian, so I can eat spicy food with no problems!



I also want to share a special accomplishment in my puggy adult life: My first Diploma.

I was a student Roxy's first class and I have learned so much I may misteriously gain a few pounds in the upcoming weeks, since daddy likes to eat everywhere but the dining table. Thank you Roxy!

Now before my friends forget what I look like, here is a picture of me doing what I like the most:

The Most Special Day of the Year

Hello Friends!
Today is the most important day of the year for my mother and father. Yes, you've guessed. Today is the day I was born! I am a mature and independent four year old pug; I own a car and I own my mother's time when she is home. What else could I ask for?
Tonight we are going to Dog Bar to celebrate. I wish all of you could come! I love all my bloggy friends and I promise I will visit your blogs - specially of my new friends, Hello! - in a week, when mom finishes her class.
Have a nice day, doggies and humans!

P.S. Today is also my bloggiversary! My blog was my birthday gift of last year - not a brilliant idea because I only get to celebrate once!

P.S.S. I would love to know all of my readers! If you haven't said hi before, please do so now! It will be the best birthday gift, to get to know new wonderful friends!

Love At First Sniff

Once upon a time, there was a social pug meetup in South Florida on a breezy day at the end of summer. What a wonderful opportunity it was to meet, share and have fun in the park.

There were black pugs,

there were fawn pugs,

and hungry pug girls with little luck.

There were superheroes,

there were old pals,

and also puppies.

And there was Petunia.

One sniff after, I was in love. And she was in love, too. Not Petunia, but my mother. She loved Petunia so much, that after a few hugs, smooches and kisses her clothes were embarrassingly dirty. Then, my mother suggested what I dreaded the most. I had no choice but to run away.

"I am a commitmentphobic," I finally said, standing by my father, "I am sure daddy will understand me better".

"Coco, there's nothing wrong with having a formal girlfriend and settling down," my mother said, "Don't you find Petunia adorable?"

"She is lovely, indeed", I admitted.

"Are you afraid her heart belongs to another puggy?," mom inquired, "you'll never know unless you ask her."

"I know it doesn't", I firmly said.

"Then, are you uncomfortable with the fact that other puggies like her so much?"

"No, mother. I do not fear other puggies competing with me for a girl's heart".

"Then, what is it, Coco?," my mother asked.

"I know her mother and Petunia knows you," I confessed. "I think that a relationship will complicate the existing friendship between us."

"Why would you feel that way?" she asked, concerned.

"You see, pug girls sniff that I am a single puggy," I answered.

"A handsome one who likes to go to fancy food joints,

and always has a table full of delicious treats"

"Do you have an idea of how many pug girls I can meet everyday?" I said. "I don't want to hurt Petunia's feelings... so I'd rather stay single!".

Relaxing Weekend

I don't know about mom, but I am spending the weekend snoozing at the vet's hotel. I heard something about my oldest cousin playing his drums set...

Earnin' the carrot

Friends,
I went to work today. All the begging and blogging tired me out so much I didn't mind mom dropping me off at my vet for boarding. You know, a puggy needs to spend some time on his own once in a while. It builds character.
Everyone at our office and the vet's office said I was handsome and leaner than the last time I visited.
Mom ruined everything by asking them to carry the brick (a.k.a. me). To make things worse, the vet tech put me on the scale and she says I weight 21.6 lbs. How can I be leaner but heavier? Do puggies still grow at 4 years old?

*Shhhh* Wednesday

zzz...

"Hey, I heard something"

"Woof! Who's there?"

zzz...

"Oh, the door again"

"Get me down"


"I said get me down, quickly! Dad can't find me here!"