What to expect

When you are a new parent you expect your whole life to change. That's specially true with human babies because pug puppies are just naturally easier to raise - well, in our case it was easier only because we have daddy and he is the alpha... Mom is not!
Anyway, after reading a lot of books due to a lack of hands on experience on my mother's part, my sister was born. We expected endless nights with a crying baby, we expected tantrums, weekend visits to the ER for unknown sicknesses, etc. What did we get? None of that!
Mom, dad and baby sister co-sleep. No sleepless nights. She still breast feeds. No hungry baby, no long sicknesses, sporadic tantrums last less than one minute.
Mom and dad need to get a real life! That's where I come in to help. Sleepless nights, worries about me not eating, of having unknown infections, weekly visits to the vet, and the list goes on and on. Never underestimate the power of the pug - the power to stress you out!

Of love and friendship

Is what the best in life is made of!

Reaching high

Do you guys have important goals in life? Like, to reach the piece of furniture where everything that's not supposed to be reached by child and pug is?

In my city

Food Trucks are in, specially gourmet ones. Dogs are allowed in most events where they participate. Just make sure you can reach the food, if you get to go.

Wordless Wednesday

Question

Why do messy toddlers get to eat at the table while trained pugs have to stay on the floor? Ok, I am not trained, but still... I stay on the floor and all I get is a bowl of water!

My day, yesterday

Woke up sick.
Got my "good morning" kiss.
Walked funny until I puked.
Went to the vet, got my cortisone shot.
Got back home feeling much better and ate lunch.
At dinnertime I was back to feeling great!
Someone offered me cheese for dessert but sadly I didn't get my paws to it before dad picked it up from the floor.
Gave a "good night" hug.
Thank you friends for all the get well wishes!

It's my turn today

Good morning all,
We have been taking turns to get sick over here since the new year begun. Mom had an awful cold and sinusitis, daddy hurt his arm, I had a mild pancreatitis ( mom still thinks it was an Addison's episode), my sister had a bad ear infection. We both finished our antibiotics yesterday. We all seemed to be well. Until today.
Mom noticed I was not sleeping at 1 a.m. She spent quite sometime with me but then went back to bed. I spent most of the night sitting against the bed frame. I woke up very thirsty. I am not eating nor interested in anything except whatever is in my sister's hand (that's a good sign). I am mostly laying down this morning, complaining. My monthly cortisone shot was due last Wednesday but my appointment is today. Mom is hoping that it is just that, plus she thinks that I had a stressful day yesterday.
It is just too soon since I got sick the last time and mom is starting to freak out.
Hopefully, tomorrow's post will be a happier one.
Love to all,
Coco

Why I do what I do

Hello friends,
I had in mind to write something today. Then, I realized that my sweet friend Payton (pugnaciousp.blogspot.com) had given me the Liebster Blog Award, which means "dearest" in German and is intended for blogs with less than 200 followers, to bring the attention they deserve. I am very thankful to Payton for the award and to all of you following our stories.
Well, coincidentally I was going to tell you all today that writing is for us like going on a imaginary mini vacation. It helps kick out the stress, it makes us wonder if you all will like it, it just makes us happy. We appreciate that our blog friends share a little part of their lifes with us and we like to do it, too.
So, this award came in the right moment because without our followers and readers, we probably wouldn't be here!
(ok, "we" sounds like a lot of people. Mom only types for me - just wanted to clarify that).
Thank you again, Payton!

Excuse the dust...

Hello friends,
Excuse the lack of cleanliness and organization, but I had to share this picture. It looks like there's grass growing inside the house but that's only because mom took the picture through the window before coming into the house after work. She was trying to fold the clean laundry in the morning but she failed big time (and she blamed us kids for that).
But the whole point of showing this picture is not that one.
You see, when she announced she was pregnant about two years ago, many friends and relatives commented on how she would finally forget about the dog (the dog would be me). They expected mom to stop paying attention to me, and maybe to have me stop being and indoor dog.
I say, they were wrong. I upgraded the dog bed on the floor to a full sized toddler bed. And my sister didn't mind.