pug talk

the life and thoughts of a pug (& Chuweenie)

Saturday, August 27, 2005

Lampshaded

I'm not really sure what I did wrong. I don't feel I deserve this treatment. The cats laugh at me and I can't chew on my bone. When I walk through doorways, I forget to give myself an extra few inches and I always clip the wall. Worst of all, my paws really itch. Until Mama slapped this thing on me I was able to lick them, but now I can't reach them. Posted by Picasa

Thursday, August 25, 2005

Mama's Back!!!

Good thing too. Dad doesn't talk much without Mama around. The house was getting quiet. Posted by Picasa

Saturday, August 20, 2005

Nervous

Mama packed a bag and left this morning with Dad. When this happens, I always assume the worst. Luckily, Dad has returned but without Mama. Posted by Picasa

Sunday, August 14, 2005

Hike up Runyon Canyon

Today, mom, dad, grandma, and grandpa took me on a walk up Runyon Canyon! Posted by Picasa

It was a great view from the top. Posted by Picasa

A pug gets thirsty when out in nature's hot sun. Runyon Canyon is dog friendly with a leash-free area and dog bowls with water every so often. I however, find these cest pools to be strictly for the bourgeois. I only drink bottled water. Posted by Picasa

On the way back down, we ran into a 3 month old pug puppy. He didn't seem to want to play with me. Ticked off about this, I decided to explain to him the harsh realities of life. "One day," I whispered to him, "you'll wake up and they'll have cut off your balls." Posted by Picasa

Friday, August 12, 2005

Baby Puggy

I met a 12 1/2 week old black pug on my walk today. She was a non-barker yet fearless. Posted by Picasa

As soon as we finished our cordial sniffing, it was off to the races. Posted by Picasa

Thursday, August 11, 2005

Pugly or Ugly?

Mom and Dad say that the secret to my good looks is that I get plenty of beauty sleep while they're at work and school. Lately however, Dad's been hanging around the house all day. It's hard to sleep when there's someone available to play tug-o-war and fetch with, not to mention the quality lap sitting time. Anyways, my brother Kilborn said I was ugly this morning and he's made me feel self-conscious. Posted by Picasa

Friday, August 05, 2005

Romantic Evening Stroll

Things are getting serious around here. Dad chaperoned my sweetheart Isabelle and me on another walk tonight. Unfortunately though she either has her period or she's developed overactive bladder syndrome because she was wearing a diaper. Dad told me it was a chastity belt because she wasn't "that kind of shih tsu" but I'm not buying it. I see the way she looks at me. Posted by Picasa

Monday, August 01, 2005

Like a Rock

Sometimes, if I'm lucky, my dad forgets to put me in my crate until late at night. During the summer months I'm relegated to the foot of the bed but I'll take it over an early trip to the crate any night. Posted by Picasa