Who took me for a ride? This dog or my dad?

On my walk yesterday, Dad tried to convince me that this guy was giving free rides around the neighborhood. Was I being gullable? I've never seen him giving rides to other dogs. Dad says he's particular about which dogs he gives rides to; he only likes ones with similar tones of fur. I couldn't stay on very well so I guess I'll never find out the truth.

New Treat

Mama bought me this yummy bone. She's been giving it to me a little at a time, making me work for it.

Who's Your Puggy?

I got to see my friend Zoe and her brother on my walk today. I think Zoe's a pug like me, but she's all black. Zoe says that she's a pug and that her brother is just as pug as me. Her rationale is that pugs are black and her brother is just thin and has a big nose and a straight tail. So according to Zoe, he has the right color and the wrong body and I have the right body and the wrong color. If you ask me, Zoe's gone crazy in her late years. Every pug in the movies and on TV looks like me. There's no way her brother is a pug.

Rope Removal

Don't get me wrong, I like my new bed. But this little gold rope border? Being a neutured pug named Francois has caused others to question my masculinity enough. I don't need my new bed giving them new excuses. It's gotta go. I'll keep you all posted on my progress.

Clownin' Around

Mama put a strawberry on my nose and told me to "ne bouge pas" (stay). I'm a veteran to this trick. I'm not allowed to flip it into my mouth until she says "bon chien" (good dog). She try's throwing me off by yelling "eat it" in english or even "bon chat" (good cat). But I'm no fool. This time however, she told me to quit clowning around which didn't make sense considering I was being a perfectly behaved puggy. Mama's weird sometimes.

My Very Eventful Day

This morning, Mama took me to my veterinarian for my annual shots. He also took a look at my poop and gave me some medicine to help me deal with my recent reoccurring problem. Here I am waiting patiently for my appointment.

Next Mama took me to where she works. I seriously don't understand why she doesn't take me here every day instead of leaving me at home. I heard from some other dogs in the neighborhood that worker productivity is increased with a pug close by. 

The show up at Mama's gallery right now are all paintings from images found doing internet searches on "pigs." I thought that my nose, tail and snorts would make a fine addition to the show.

Self-Cleaning Puggy

Mama gave me a new kind of treat this morning before she left for work. It was bacon cheese flavor. Well, it didn't sit too well. Now I'm no lazy pug. I pull my weight and do my chores. I take my dad on walks, I put in cuddle time in front of the TV, I fetch toys when they're thrown, and when I poop inside, you better believe that I'm going to do my best to clean up after myself. Easier said than done though. I lack opposable thumbs but I got a tongue like the lead singer from KISS. It's tough work but I know my dad appreciates it because he doesn't get mad at me when I have accidents like he used to when I was a puppy. His work is half finished. As a bonus, I even waited until I went outside to puke up my clean up 3 times in the front yard.

Pug Lightning

Willy can't keep up with me. Don't get me wrong, he's got all that puppy energy, but I start running my circles and he's straight up intimidated by my speed.

Groceries

Everytime Mama comes home with groceries, she calls Dad to come down and help bring them in. He always asks me if I can help and of course I'm always eager to give a paw. So far, I've just been giving moral support but someday I'm hoping they'll get me one of those doggy backpacks so I can actually carry some.

Surprise Denta-Bone!

Oh boy! Dad gave me a denta-bone after dinner last night. From the moment I got it, I didn't quit chewing until it was gone. I'm not sure what I did to deserve it. In hindsight I guess I have been looking extra cute lately. But dinner AND a denta-bone? The only way I could think to repay Daddy was to give him twice the normal present the next morning.