The Importance of Celebrating Daddy's Day

Hello Friends!
First of all, Happy Father's Day to all of your daddies, grandfathers and... well, is any of you puggies a father?
Now, I want to relate how this father's day was celebrated at home. Mom and Dad watched food network yesterday morning. The program 5 Ingretients Fix featured French Bistro at Home recipes. Mom and Dad love french food and since most restaurants are packed for father's day, mom decided to prepare the dishes featured on the program for dad on sunday. Around midday mom and dad went to get a haircut. It is the first time mom gets a haircut since we moved to this neighbourhood but daddy already knew where to go. Mom survived miraculously during the haircut because she couldn't breathe with all the chemicals in the air. During the short conversation she had with the hair stylist, the hair stylist remarked: "Where are you going to find duck?"
Well, I saved the day for mom. Since I had my pug meetup very far away, and mom planned to pick up a package waiting for her at a hotel - a friend of grandma brought my pills from Peru, it's cheaper over there - which was further away, mom was able to find duck in a Fresh Market in that area. There was only one duck breast in the store, though.
Anyway, today in the morning, after the corresponding greetings and kisses for father's day mom went to the supermarket to buy all the other ingredients. She came back, cooked - daddy helped a little, organized the bedroom, washed the laundry, washed the bedding and the pillows, organized the desks, put away the dishes and filled the dishwasher twice... all of this so daddy could sit and relax, otherwise it is him who would do most of this stuff. So around 4 p.m. while mom was putting the clean sheets on the bed daddy sneaked at her and shouted: "Are you still working? This is scary!"
I do hope daddy understands that all of this effort was to celebrate his day. On my part, I really had to do very little. While mom and dad were enjoying their french home made dishes daddy expressed a very important discovery. He said:
"Coco has improved so much lately. A few minutes ago, while I was serving the potatoes he sat by the oven and whined. I had to give him a little piece of potato". Way to go, daddy! You are the best!

I Got One, I Stole Two

Hi friends!

Thank you for all your support during this hard dieting times - at least it is paying off. Now I want to share my newest awards:

THE INTERNATIONAL BLOGGERS COMMUNITY AWARD! Thank you friends from The Pug Posse!

This are the rules:

1. Link to the person who tagged you.

2. Copy the image, rules and questionnaire.

3. Post in your blog.4. Answer the four questions.

5. Pick 7 friends to share with.

6. Come back to BLoGGiSTaiNFoCoRNeR at http://bloggistame.blogspot.com/ and leave the URL of your post in order for your blog to be added to the master list.

7. Have fun.

Here are the questions!

1. The person who tagged you? Eli, Gus, Bernice, Eddie, Pippin, Ern and Jasmine!

2. His or her site title and URL? The Pug Posse

3.Date you were tagged? June 16, 2009

4. Persons you tagged? I will tag all of my international friends!

Puggin' Around, The WriggleButts, Chronicles of Pugs, Meilin, Sunshine & Mud Puddles, A day in the life of our pugs, and Jasper!

I also "got" two additional awards. Well, I actually took them from Howie's blog. He actually said I could take them. I love them. I think they fit me, too. Thank you Howie!

I Am Gorgeous and Mom is Envious

Friends,
I had a tough day today. I woke up early to go to work; I needed money for my monthly vet visit. After a few hours of successfully managing and auditing the company (I found a few key lime pie crust crumbs near mom's chair) I headed to my appointment. Guess what? Everybody at the vet's office said I was gorgeous! The scale read 20.4 lbs right after one of my legs fell off the scale, but I don't think that matters, right?
I am so glad everything went as planned. Since I lost weight, I had my cookies during and after the nail trimming. I didn't have the same luck after the cortisone shot but I was a happy pug still.
As for mom, she is a little envious because as much as she tries, she doesn't loose weight; she gains it.

On Strike

Strong measures had to be taken because of the constant abusive measurement of the food I am going to ingest. I was even forbidden to eat but a tiny piece of carrot per day. I had to take action: I got constipated.
I have decided to avoid my appearance on pictures, or show my "other side" if the picture is unavoidable. All this actions are intended to eliminate this diet I am on. To make things worst, I have a vet appointment tomorrow. I will be put in the scale. The vet and the vet tech will have trouble holding me to administer the shot and trim my nails - I can foresee that, since she will probably say that I am too fat and she won't give me any cookies. One cookie for the shot and three for the nail trim, as usual. No negotiations will be allowed.
Thanks

Memo

Due to the severe weather I am sad to inform that our outdoor plans will have to be postponed until further notice (a.k.a. Fall). We went to have lunch to Key Largo today and it was very hot. Once in the car, a big storm came. I don't like either warm weather or storms. I don't mind thunders, though.
I hope there are enough indoor activities during the summer to keep me - and my readers - entertained.
Sincerely
The Frustrated Brachiocephalic Outdoors Lover

Lessons In Pug-ometry

Good morning students,
Today we will learn important facts about the most adorable creatures living on earth: Us.

Pugs originated in China.

Then spread all over the world.

There are many colors of pugs. I am fawn, Rosie is apricot and Roxy is black, just to name a few examples. Do you know of any silver pugs? I don't.

We have a flat face and because of that we have to live in the comfort of a big tiled home with air conditioning and a fridge full of cold goodies.

We have face wrinkles that serve not only the purpose of having our humans clean them out every day but also gives us our special cute look.

And if somebody have a doubt about our intelligence, they should know that our wrinkles have important meanings in chinese. Therefore pugs are bilingual, or even trilingual - in fact, I am.

Pugs have pink long tongues that are useful when we need to make our begging face.

Pugs have curly tails. The curlier the better. Humans laugh at the sight of us and the tail provokes them an immediate impulse to give butt scratches and massages to us.

Some pugs have bulging eyes. Some doesn't have bulging eyes. Some doesn't have eyes. No problem, as long as we can make a puppy face using other methods (i.e. tongue, wrinkles), we survive.

Pugs need little grooming - unless your human is extremely allergic and needs to spend a lot of money trying to find an inexisting method to get rid of all the fur we shed - and we need a bath every 6 months, or once a year better.

I'd rather skip the health chapter. We are cute, intelligent and funny. That's all that matters.

Now students, are there any questions?

Wordless Wednesday

Working With The Snuggle Puggle

Boss,
This week's job position was one of high responsibility. I was assigned to determine through sucessive quality control tests the safety and durability of retractable leashes. I did what I, as a dog, normally do:

Final Result: The retractable leash broke two days later.

Recommendations: Buy a new leash at least every three years, specially if you use it to roll on the sand at the beach.

Boss, I would also like to use this opportunity to share my newest award. Roxy said that I was a very sweet guy and I would say the same but, well, she is your girlfriend and I don't want to sound disrespectful in any way... but she is sweet indeed! Thank you Roxy!

Now I have to pass the award to three sweet bloggers - and of course they are girls!

Pearly-Poo, Annie, and Dixie. *Hugs and kisses to all of them*

Thank You.

Coco Clock Out.

I'm on my way to the supermarket...

... to buy my very own food because mom and dad are starving me! I went to the vet on Friday because I was reverse sneezing too much (a.k.a. traccheal problem) and the vet said something that sounded to me like a death sentence:
"Coco, you gained 4 lbs. and you need to loose them A.S.A.P.!!".