Murphy the pug
Friday, June 30, 2006
I’m a sexy beast!
I do my best to cheer Mommy up. Look at me pretending I’m a sexy beast. I’m too sexy for my flossie:
Sunday, June 25, 2006
Good comic relief
Grandma was really sad last night. I know Grandpa is in the hospital and we all miss him. She’s very upset. Last night Mommy and Auntie were takling with her, trying to cheer her up, and I jumped on the bed. Mommy told me to give her kisses, but I was being a brat. Then I had a reverse sneeze. Mommy, Auntie and Grandma all started laughing at my honking. Not fair! But if that’s what it takes to make them all laugh, I guess as a pug, I must sacrifice.
I miss snuggling with Grandma. I looked for him last night, but Mommy said he wouldn’t be home for a while. That sucks. But when he’s move to another place near home, I’m allowed to go see him. Mommy said I’d need a bath, a nail clipping and a clean bill of health first. I hope that happens soon.
Friday, June 23, 2006
Cough Cough
I have kennel cough. And Grandpa is sick, too. I’m being a good boy though. Mommy said I’m the best medicine. I was making Mommy and Auntie laugh last night. I was being so silly. I know it’s good for their spirits. I’m a good son.
Tuesday, June 20, 2006
It’s hot!
It’s getting hot in Connecticut. Mommy said she likes it hot. But not me. Pugs don’t like the hot weather. I was getting warm, so I want over to Mommy and panted on her leg. She looked at me and said, “OK, fine. I’ll turn the air on.”
SWEET! Now I can chew on my flossie in the cool. Life is good. I love being a pug.
Friday, June 16, 2006
Pool Party!
Mom said that Seamus invited me for a pool party on Saturday. I can’t wait. She also said something about a little foster brother coming to stay with us for a little while. I better go take inventory of my toys.
Wednesday, June 14, 2006
My new game.
I have a great new game. I think all pugs should try it.
Find something you shouldn’t have, like a tag, an eyeball you chew out from one of your toys or a piece of mail that’s fallen on the floor. Trot over to your mom or date and show her your treasure. Wait for him or her to search for the treats and shout DROP IT! Promptly drop it and you’ll get a treat.
It’s the most fun to do this when your parent is getting ready for work in the morning. I could do this all day. I hope she replenished our freeze-dried beef lung supply. I’ve been playing this game a lot lately.
Who’s training, who???
Tuesday, June 13, 2006
Pictures from last night.
I told you what a good helper I was. Here are the pictures to prove it:
Monday, June 12, 2006
I’m helping Mommy around the house.
Mommy was away all weekend so tonight she was running around the house, cleaning. I helped her out.
First I saved the kitties from the evil vacuum. I barked like a German Shephard pursuing a drug smuggler. Then I helped Mommy fold up the extra comforter. Mommy would fold it and then I’d unfold it. She just wasn’t doing it right. While she stacked the dishwasher, I sat by her foot and supervised. She did a great job. She took a hot shower and while she was in there, I took inventory of her shoes. I made she sure there were all acounted for, dragged into the living room and displayed accordingly.
Finally, there was an old shopping bag stuck behind the futon. It just doesn’t belong there. So I pulled it out, piece by piece. Mommy caught me in the act. And she didn’t yell. She just shook her head and got the bed ready for the night.
I’m available for hire, but I don’t do windows. Please inquire with my staffing service. Reasonable rates available. I will work for flossies.
It’s all about me.
Mom has a Cafe Press store now. There are only two things in it now, but more are coming. Check it out.
Friday, June 09, 2006
A doggie prayer
Happy Dog’s Bedtime Prayer
Now I lay me down to sleep,
The queen-size bed is soft and deep.
I sleep right in the center groove
My human being can hardly move!
I’ve trapped her legs,
She’s tucked in tight,
And here is where I pass the night.
No one disturbs me or dares intrude
Till morning comes and I want food!
I sneak up slowly and it begins
My nibbles on my human’s chin.
She wakes up slowly and smiles and shouts,
“You darling beast! Just cut it out!”
But morning’s here and it’s time to play
I always seem to get my way.
So thank you, Lord, for giving me
This human person that I see
The one who hugs and holds me tight
and shares her bed with me at night!
- Author unknown
Wednesday, June 07, 2006
I’m sorry Mommy
I’m only two, and I don’t know why I’m such a beast sometimes. I didn’t mean to eat the cell phone. I was simply trying to call my friend Seamus. My paws are too big and dialing is just so hard. Its not my fault I don’t have thumbs. So I tried to use my teeth.
Mommy was mad, but she didn’t yell. She just sighed and looked at me. Then she said, “Why Murphy, why?” I just put my head down.
I’m a bad boy. I’ll have to give her extra kisses later. I hope she’s forgiven me by now.
Tuesday, June 06, 2006
Mom has gone too far!
First the bathing suit, now a hat and bandana. I need to go poop in her shoe! (Thanks for the set Joyce Ann!)
Monday, June 05, 2006
Pug Picnic!
On Saturday, Mommy, Grandma and I went to a pug picnic. We met another PVer, Jade and Marley:
I met my old foster sister, Gracie (Moochie):
Grandma was happy to see her, too:
I had a big day. I was tired when I got home:
Sunday, June 04, 2006
I poop-ed on the floor
I forgot to tell Mommy I needed to go out. I didn’t want to disturb her housework. I was really trying to help out. She didn’t yell. She just kind of gave me a look, sighed and proceeded to clean it up. She mumbled something about Chapter Seven. I put myself in the crate in the kitchen and pretended I was in a time out. And she laughed. I’m so quick to make her forget she’s annoyed with me.
She’s a pushover. I love it. PUGS RULE!
Thursday, June 01, 2006
Surf’s Up!
My friend Seamus just got a new kiddie pool in his yard and I was invited to come swim. Grandma bought me some new swim trunks for the occasion. Now I’m all ready to catch a few waves. How do I look?
Come on Mom, enough pictures!
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