Monday, May 04, 2009

Announcing: The 2009 Pug Gala!!
The infamous pug gala is this Saturday, May 9!

Cosette will be defending her kissing championship, and looking to improve her 2008 record of 102 kisses in 60 seconds.

The pug gala benefits Seattle Pug Rescue, so even if you are not interested in witnessing the reigning Pug Kissing Champion, you should come, it's for a good cause! Not everyone can be a pug foster parent, but everyone can help a foster pug!!

/s/ Winston, Grand Duke of Pugsworth and Cosette Colbert d'Bonapug (this is a rare team post - only for a good cause)

Monday, April 13, 2009

A Rockin' Easter Par-Tay!!!
My parents always have taken me to this rocking place called Camp Charlie for Easter, and the accompanying hunt. This year was no different, except the Stray tagged along.

This is us eating the some of the treats hidden in the grass.

That's the Stray playing with some dog. Notice the wide open spaces. The Stray made use of the vastness.

This is Cosette's BFF Kirby. He's just about her age and has just about the same energy level.

I was having fun playing alone with my ball, but I decided to allow this pug to play with me.

Here is Cosette, wild mountain pug of Guadalajara, scanning the horizon for her next prey.

This is Cosette nearly becoming prey. Actually, this dog was nice but seemed to be a bit much for even a psychopath like Cosette.

We also went swimming in the river. I ran right in and started fetching sticks, I love swimming and I remembered how to do it right away.

Cosette was more comfortable on the shore. Go figure we finally found something that she is afraid of...water, unless its in the shower with Mommy. Hope everyone else had a good Pug-Easter.
Snarf everydog later,
/s/ Winston, Grand Duke of Pugsworth

Monday, March 16, 2009

Happy St. Pugtricks Day!!

Me and Cosette hope you all get lots of green cookies today! If the humans are good for anything, it's making up lots of days which are to be celebrated by eating lots of food.

Snarf everydog later,
/s/ Winston, Grand Duke of Pugsworth

Tuesday, March 03, 2009

Our baby girl is ONE today!! It's hard to believe but Duchess Cosette Colbert d'Bonapug is officially no longer a pup!

Here she is at 2 weeks old, the day we picked her out. We had no idea that kind of terror that was in store for us ... or Winston.

Here she is at 3 weeks old, her crazy personality already showing.

She was an expert snuggler as soon as we got her in the car at the breeder's house.

She quickly settled in with her new family as soon as we got her home. This is her's and Daddy's first make-out session. This disgusting spectacle occurs several times a day.

This is her first bath. She really likes baths, and it is a good thing because she always smells horrible. If anything, it has gotten worse with age.

This is her first dress. Isn't she PREEEE-TAY!!

This may not be what criminals have in mind when a cop yells "Come out or we'll send in the dog." It would be a good joke if they did send in our little Cosette (after the bad guy gave up).

She loved her first exposure to snow.

Her pretty little red dress.

Stealing Winston's crown!!

She is lucky she is so cute, or else she would have been in soooooooooooooo much trouble by now.
Happy birthday to our little girl!!!!
The Parents (and Winston)

Sunday, March 01, 2009

Hello loyal reader!
Yes, Cosette and I are still here, we apologize, again, for the humans' laziness with our blog. But this time they actually had a good reason for neglecting the blog - Daddy's pregnant!!

I thought only mommys got pregnant - I wonder what kind of evil spawn could be inside Daddy's belly??

Oh, it's just Cosette. I guess the humans didn't have a good excuse after all. Truth be told, after Mommy got back from the cess-pool (Phoenix), Daddy spent the next two weeks sleeping. Something about pugs being high maintenance.

We have not been doing much around the Pugsworth-d'Bonapug house these days. Cosette is her crazy self.

I am my handsome, studly self, just chillin' like a villian.

Cosette has slowly been claiming every single one of my old toys for herself.

And, Cosette has been staring out the window pondering her bygone youth. More on Cosette's youth later this week - she has a big day coming up very soon!

Snarf everydog later,
/s/ Winston, Grand Duke of Pugsworth

Sunday, February 01, 2009

Change in Leadership at the Pugsworth-d'Bonapug Household
A coup against the mean one known as "the Mommy" has been sucessfully undertaken!! Although I am somewhat suspicious at the way Daddy keeps saying "temporary" and "training" and "business trip" and about how Mommy is just in some cess-pool known as Phoenix for three weeks. Whatevuh!! He is just trying to rain on our victory parade.

Cosette and I bonded with Mommy from the very first day we came home.

We loved snuggling with Mommy, and we especially love when she fed us. But we soon began to chafe under the yoke of her tyranny, so we decided it would be best to run her off. I hid her slippers while Cosette shredded her favorite blanket. We figured that the coldness of the Seattle winters would soon send her running for warmer climate. We were correct, but like other recent "nation builders" we forgot to employ any long term planning.

Now that she is gone... Daddy, you are going to feed us, right??

Daddy, you are going to snuggle with us too, right???

At least we know Daddy is a great kisser!

In fact, Daddy has always been a much better kisser than Mommy. So we will be sure to get our fill of kisses while Mommy is gone.

And, Daddy gives us things that Mommy says we're not supposed to have. Come to think of it, Daddy is a lot more fun than Mommy. Maybe this won't be so bad.

Daddy even lets us share his ice cream!

And we both fit quite nicely on Daddy's lap for napping and tv watching. Who needs Mommy? Not us! Let's just hope Daddy was kidding when he acted surprised that we eat every day, twice a day in fact.

Snarf everydog later,
/s/ Winston, Grand Duke of Pugsworth

Monday, January 19, 2009

Checking in to Report Nothingness

Hello loyal reader. I am sorry it's been so long since my last post. I feel like I have been saying that a lot lately, but don't blame me, it is completely the humans' fault. We pugs are apparently becoming old and boring, and it has been getting harder and harder for the humans to come up with juicy subject matter for the posts.

This is my standard afternoon ritual. Hoomans come home, I go for a walk and poop twice (the Stray always tries to hold it until we get back inside) and then I is hard beinga pug after-all.

Cosette keeps herself occupied by destroying things, stealing shoes, and giving what the people consider "cute looks" when they are about ready to kill her. I don't fall for the cute looks, I think she looks like a dog.

After I am tired of sleeping on my human's lap, I switch to the couch cushion above their head.

The only thing that interrupts my rest is the ever lessening glare of the flash bulb. Daddy says we just aren't that cute anymore, but Mommy says we are still perfect snugglers.

Sometimes I still enjoy snuggling with a snuggle toy. I cannot just give snuggles, sometimes I need to receive.

This is the two of us getting through another day. Daddy thinks that we should get another puppy to spice up the plotline here, but I am afraid that such a desperate measure could result in us "jumping the shark." Any thoughts?
Snarf everydog later,
/s/ Winston, Grand Duke of Pugsworth

Sunday, January 04, 2009

The Great Blizzard of '08
I wanted to prove to my loyal fans that there had in fact been a blizzard here in Seattle severe enough to make an Inuit cringe.

This is me and the Stray trying to "do our business." It became really difficult for about a week. Several times I was tempted to just give up, but then Daddy would have gotten mad and Mommy would have had a terrible mess to clean up.

In all honesty, it was almost a little fun at first to take in this new stuff. I had seen snow before, but never this much.

The me and the Stray decided to try our luck bounding through it, and it was a little fun.

Then we kept bounding and bounding, but my feet started getting cold and I began to realize that this stuff really sucked non-castrated testicles.

The Stray, being dumb and happy just kept running around like a fool.

She allowed Mommy to put a jacket on her to keep her warm.

I practically begged her to stop playing so that we could get inside. I should have just TOLD her we were going inside.

Upon returning to the warmth of the house, I took my comfy position upon Mommy's lap. My parents didn't have to go to work for almost two weeks due to snow/Christmas holiday.

Here is a little puggy snow playtime.

Snarf Everydog later,

Winston, Grand Duke of Pugsworth