This blog just about became "A Boy & A Girl" yesterday when pug decided to hop up onto my desk and spill the Dr. Pepper that I was enjoying everywhere because he is crazy and curious like that.
Oh yes ma'am he did.
I stopped breathing for a few minutes as I soaked up the disastrous mess. But I was a few seconds too late and now have a fried keyboard to show for it. I didn't know whether to scream or cry so I did a little bit of both at the same time. Boy was rather grateful that he was not here to witness the chaos or I'm pretty sure he would have been handing me bottles of Ativan to stop the madness as I dried bills, Cd's and books between sobs.
For about 24 hours I was shut off from the Internet world not being able to return e-mails or blog. What did we ever do in the 90's without this technology? We had planned on heading out to my parents this morning, and since I was able to check e-mails just not respond I spent the car ride talking out urgent e-mails for my mom to send from her computer. Oh how she saved me once again. I love her so. When we return I'll have to beeline it to an Apple store to complete me again. Wow am I ever so glad it was just a desktop right now.
And pug let's talk about pug. I love this sweet pug dearly. He is just as cute as can be. He truly is hilarious and so loving, but frankly this pug is wearing me down. He's a toddler with 4 legs. Each year as his birthday rolls around we say "This will be the year he calms down a bit". And each year he gets a little bit more energized and a little more curious. If he were in human form I'm pretty sure he would be the child that would make a teacher throw up her hands and make this her last teaching year. He has that effect. After a friend of ours watched him while we were out of town I asked how it went. She goes, "well he's just quite the character". Yes that is a polite way of saying it.
And we really have tried. So far he's completed two dog obedience schools, but you sure wouldn't be aware of it now. This week has been particularly challenging as he escaped out of our backyard for the first time and learned how to climb up onto my bistro kitchen table. So, I'm heading out to buy a few more baby gates tomorrow to limit his roaming square footage in an admit to help. Feel free to pass along any dog tips my way.
Pug, you melt my heart, but you should be thanking your little stars that craigslist didn't have a new listing last night.