The Pug Picnic

Hola amigos!
Last Sunday we attended the annual Pug Picnic, with our friend Jaxson. I was hoping to find more pictures on daddy's camera but this has been a crazy week, and this is all I have for now. I swear there were dozens of pugs besides us!

Party like a dog

Hola amigos!
It 5 o'clock on a sunny Sunday and I'm already down for a good night sleep. That's what happens when you party all day long.
My family and I spent an awesome time with pugs and friends. More to come...

Breakfast in bed?

Nah! Breakfast is ON the table! And that's where I'll be. Yum.

Life... in purple and pink

Hola amigos,
Being an only pug doesn't mean having a perfect life.
You'd think I'm spoiled; you'd think I'm king.
Truth is, sometimes I'm not.
I get to wear pink accessories, purple nail polish, sometimes a dress.
Although sometimes I look like a princess, we all know deep inside I'M KING.

P.S. If you'd like to see a picture of me wearing a dress... stay tuned.

Buenos días!

My mommy drinks a weird concoction every morning, and she calls it Café con leche.
She uses almond milk, coconut crystals and instant coffee.
Did you guys see my name in the recipe?
It can only mean it is meant to be for me.
And every morning, I try and get a small taste of that weird concoction while mommy looks away.

One little, two little doggies

Cinnamon visited for a couple of days.
Don't you know who she is?
I'll tell you right now.
My mother had a friend whom she loved very much.
Mom's friend got very sick.
She recovered and decided that she needed a dog.
Some relatives knew of someone who had a dog in search of a home.
The dog's owner had recently passed away.
Her relatives didn't want to keep the dog because she reminded them of their loss.
The dog spent day and night in a crate.
Then, mommy's friend adopted her.
She kept her original name, Cinnamon.
It was a perfect match.
A few months later mommy's friend started to feel sick again.
Mommy lost her dear friend almost a year ago.
It's been a tough year, you can tell.
Cinnamon's daddy told mom a few months ago that he was tired.
He had survived years ago the same disease that took his wife's life.
He said that he would give Cinnamon to my family in a heartbeat.
This was right before I came into my family's life.
Mom was heartbroken.
She didn't know what to say.
Cinnamon needs her daddy and he needs her.
She said so, and he kept her.
Last weekend, Cinnamon stayed with us.
Her daddy had to leave town unexpectedly.
We got along pretty well, considering how different we are.
She growls quite a lot, she doesn't like to play.
I am a playing machine!
My dad loved Cinnamon, she's such a good girl.
And the next day, her daddy picked her up late.
We're all looking forward to another play date or pajama party, with my new friend!

New year, new chores

Hola amigos!
I hope the new year found you all well. We started the first day folding and putting away clean laundry. And wondering why the humans even own winter clothes. Really. There's no more space in that closet! And no snow or cold weather over here!

Happy New Year

From the begging master and his sister.

Feliz Navidad, amigos

Hello all,
I have wonderful news today. My mother opened a big box that the mail man delivered at our door. It came from a group of friends she has met through this blog, friends that were introduced to her by her first pug, Coco.

It is Coco's memory quilt, a present my family and I will cherish forever. Thank you so much to all of our blog friends who contributed to this awesome gift.

And… Today is Christmas! Here we are at our family photo shoot. I have yet to learn to sit and smile for pictures. Daddy too (he looks angry on every single picture, therefore he is not Christmas Card material). On this picture, Mom was right next to the photographer, and all I wanted was to be right next to mom. Any tips to help mommy teach me that it is OK to sit and wait for the picture to be taken?

Today, I got to spend my very first Christmas in my forever home, with a sister that is fun to have around.

Happy Holidays to all!

Remembering

Hola amigos,
Today mommy was putting some presents underneath the Christmas tree when she suddenly remembered what day it was. Eight years ago, mommy and daddy bought mommy's Christmas present: her first pug, Coco. Nothing will ever replace the space he left in my mother's heart, although I'm being told four dozen times a day how loved I am.