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.
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Maybe it's a sign that you should drink Dr. Pepper :) JUST KIDDING! Hope you get everything fixed soon! You have been missed!
My hubby & I are going to look for a dog this weekend. After Pug's antics...I think I may need to ponder a little longer about that!
My wife and I, being the proud owners of a calmer, older pug, laughed so hard at this post. Ah, the old days. Now our sweet little baby just lays around and snores. She's getting up there, almost 10, and has slowed down considerably.
Hi there! I've read your blog here and there, and have finally decided to comment. You crack me up! I couldn't resist commenting on this one. Speaking of "toddler with 4 legs" and "energized", I have a Weimaraner. We've said the same thing, "this will be the year she settles down a bit." She's almost 6 now, no such luck. Let me just say one thing...JUST WAIT 'TIL YOU HAVE A BABY. Our dog used to be our BABY, despite her craziness. Now, I can barely tolerate her. She's fantastic with our son, but somehow, she is ALWAYS there, ready to play, wanting attention. I have a love/hate relationship with her now! Most days I can't stand her, but I still love her so much, I could NEVER get rid of her. She's so soft and pretty! But boy is she annoying. Good luck to you with your little bundle of energy. : )
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Well, pugs are so cute, but so naughty. That's why we love them so much! Not long ago, my sister woke up to Lola eating her eyeglasses. Just another day as a pug parent.
Oh, I'm laughing at this post because pug sounds exactly like Winston at that age. I cried many a time over lost things that were valuable. Then Winnie looked at me with those pitiful eyes. IT DOES get easier. Right around when he turned 3 years old, almost to the day, he calmed down significantly.
Oh, and I forgot to add...strangely, I miss Winston's wild ways a little bit. It's a bit sad that he's so "grown up" now. :(
Just stick in there. He'll calm down, I promise! My pug is 7, and all he does is sleep. All day long... he sleeps. And my pug did even worse things in his day. (ate my retainer, chewed up 2 pairs of perscription glasses...) And now he is a sweet little puggy angel. Well, most of the time.
This post made me want my little puggie. She's 12 years old, deaf, and as nice as can be. Super calm and never gets into trouble.
Looks like you've just got to learn patience, my friend!
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