pug talk

the life and thoughts of a pug (& Chuweenie)

Thursday, November 16, 2006

What? Oh, this?

This was all just a big misunderstanding...

Sunday, November 12, 2006


A dog's gotta howl when asked. .

Monday, September 25, 2006

Winds of Change

The other day, my brother Kilborn the cat disappeared. This is a big problem since he has been consistently providing me on a daily basis with dessert (from his rear end).

Now, this weird looking dog Truman has showed up. First, he just started hanging out.

Next, the carrier he arrived in disappeared and this crate appeared a few feet from mine.

Don't get me wrong, he's cool and all (despite his HUGE nose), but I'm a little confused as to his status.

Saturday, September 16, 2006

Tired Puggy

How tired a pug is is directly proportional to how far its tongue hangs out.

(My mouth is NOT open in this picture.)

Monday, September 04, 2006

Not Exactly My Idea of Dog Training but...

Dad says that I should learn to win fights with ideas rather than with teeth.

Wednesday, August 30, 2006

When no one else will sit with me...

...I can always count on the arm rest to cuddle with me.

Saturday, August 26, 2006

Foot Binding

As much as I try to pretend that I'm french, in the end, a pug's native roots are in China. In the spirit of my heritage, my parents thought it'd be fun to bind my feet. I guess this makes me more sexually attractive, so I'm willing to go through the process if it means some future hot action with that shih-tzu downstairs.

Saturday, August 12, 2006

Hot Date!

Last weekend, Isabelle's parents went on vacation.

That meant that I got to spend some quality time with my princess.

I get all crazy whenever I see her and I tend to show off by yelping and running in figure 8's while dragging my butt on the ground.

She apparently was eager to see me as well. She had gotten a new haircut, I assume, just for me.

So I marked the neighborhood, thus proving that I'm the man around here, and she reciprocated by letting me sniff her butt.

Monday, July 24, 2006

Staying Cool

It's tough having a shortened palate in the summer. I haven't stopped panting in days. It's always nice to cool down with a shower though. Especially with pug shampoo.

Thursday, July 20, 2006

Special Dinner

Dad came home the other day and put a crispy fish burrito on the table in front of the couch. He then left to take a shower. I could only assume this meant it was mine. I had a little trouble opening the wrapper, but mmm mmm mmm was it good!!!

Sunday, July 09, 2006

Party Animal

Last night, Isabelle's dad had a birthday party. While I tried multiple times to enter the house to say hi to my on-again-off-again girl, I remained relegated to the patio.

There I found beer.

I was lucky enough to find a human to help a pug out.

Tuesday, July 04, 2006

Summer Camp

This weekend I'm blogging from CageFree K-9 Camp. I've been here a few times and it's amazing. They've even got a special small dog area.

Wednesday, June 21, 2006

Ferme La Porte

Which is french, my first language, for "close the door". You know, whatever I can do to help around the house and earn my keep.

Friday, May 05, 2006

The Great Pug Run

Sometimes Dad takes me on walks. Other times he takes me on runs. In my youth, I was a long distance runner - the only pug I know of who's run a 10K in under 50 minutes. Since turning 21 (3 in human years) I'm just into 100 yard dashes. But as the link above shows, I still gotz da skillz.

Thursday, May 04, 2006


At first I thought my dad was trying to throw me off by bringing a mirror on our morning walk. But upon careful testing, I noticed that the "image" wasn't mimicking my motions. It was in fact, Carlos!

I hadn't seen Carlos for a few months so I figured I ought to remind him, by marking various objects, that the entire neighborhood was my turf. I'm not sure though if his subsequent markings were acknowledgement or annexation.

Monday, April 24, 2006


I love scotch. Scotchy scotch scotch. Down in my belly. Drink drink drink.

Sunday, April 16, 2006

Easter Breakfast

I got to attend breakfast this morning at our neighbor's house. Unfortunately though, there was a noticeable lack of pug food.

Tuesday, April 11, 2006

Let Dead Pugs Lie

After about 9PM, you can put a fork in me. I'm done for the night. As is obvious to anyone, there is nothing that can wake me.

Sunday, April 09, 2006


Looks like all my OCD marking habits have paid off. I run this here neighborhood.

Tuesday, April 04, 2006

When Pugs Go Bad

Check out this video of what must be a distant cousin of mine.