It has been one year since I started this blog in that time there have been 161 posts, more than 10,000 unique visitors (that means people only get counted once a day), and numerous new furry friends who have the uncanny ability to type and possess outstanding grammar. I think a retrospective look back is called for. A little bad aside, I have still not yet regained sight in my right eye but I am still cautiously optimistic.
August 10, 2006, The day the blog began. I was just over a month old. Silly as it seems now, my parents were the ones that originally started this blog and made the posts. Now, of course, I merely use their laps as boosters so I can type. They are also very handy to get me treats or a BFF for inspiration while I work.
This is me during one of my brief periods of writer's block. Sometimes it helps to just chill out a minute with an old friend. In this situation I relied on my yellow ducky Alberto for reassurance that I was not past my creative peak.
This was me at 9 weeks. At this time I was still getting use to my parents and I was willing to pretend to be a good dog and stay still during pictures. I am now secure enough to have abandoned this childish behavior.
Yes, I am quite adorable.
This is one of my original BFFs, my weird cow. This guy, along with my yellow ducky Alberto, is one of my few surviving original BFFs.
20 weeks- Getting big and feisty. I had nearly established myself as the Alpha dog by this point.
As my parents say, I am cuteness in a furry package.
24 weeks- I think my folks realized that these progression pictures were quickly going to become memories.
This is just a nice picture of me outside, showing what a stud pug looks like from an elevated camera angle.
9 months- this WAS the last one of these pictures that there will ever be. I think I can see my Daddy's belly growing along with me in these pictures.
Dignity personified...in pug form. I have really enjoyed my first year blogging and hope that you all have enjoyed reading about my adventures as well. I hope that I will be able to fill another year with the amusing ramblings of a pampered pug, a pug who is also royalty.
Snarf Everydog Later,
/s/ Winston, Grand Duke of Pugsworth