tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-324687722024-03-06T22:24:18.344-08:00Winston On Pugs: very brief thoughtsThis blog is dedicated to recording the thoughts of a little pug named Winston, the Grand Duke of Pugsworth, as he struggles through a pampered existence.Winstonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01563212976118785314noreply@blogger.comBlogger305125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32468772.post-9289185841403525242010-05-13T10:04:00.000-07:002010-05-17T11:43:40.425-07:00<p><strong>Yet Another Boo-boo</strong></p><p>As you know, the life of a pug is a hard life. I have been beset by yet another unfortunate incident. This one was not too serious ... I broke my nail. However, the break was extremely high on the quick so it was necessary for the vet to remove the dangling portion. The upside (in my parent's view) was that I had to wear a soft cone. </p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEheeauqIlF3bOxehe_TAdsb6fNAuPEALccQy9M0fDDE90MsI0WojrH447DRBMZUF3DP9WL_wr5MLNBK_VJG_8d9IWCjiSkao6rQLcnzuF6YJ8zcLGe9R6yA6uBIfCF5nENLpSuv9Q/s1600/IMG_0131.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470803398299641490" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEheeauqIlF3bOxehe_TAdsb6fNAuPEALccQy9M0fDDE90MsI0WojrH447DRBMZUF3DP9WL_wr5MLNBK_VJG_8d9IWCjiSkao6rQLcnzuF6YJ8zcLGe9R6yA6uBIfCF5nENLpSuv9Q/s320/IMG_0131.JPG" /></a><br /><p>This is me, looking thrilled as always at wearing the cone.</p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiERdskcHCtfguCyAgaEapba9praaSGQlEAVEe7XXBDBa7F9CZeRAV3MeIR-v81Kxh82p7dW301KRSHXm2QckOL7yUrubNFy3uaZuaUHwt98RfA7Kdybp_Zf7BzDCKtuqaNCwGJDg/s1600/IMG_0130.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470803288296261698" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiERdskcHCtfguCyAgaEapba9praaSGQlEAVEe7XXBDBa7F9CZeRAV3MeIR-v81Kxh82p7dW301KRSHXm2QckOL7yUrubNFy3uaZuaUHwt98RfA7Kdybp_Zf7BzDCKtuqaNCwGJDg/s320/IMG_0130.JPG" /></a>This is Cosette, taking advantage of my distressed state to harass me.<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjlRU1jHYIqStpKY2nH2xnjt36w8z5pHhDM8NG068Kd1xP5tKQrbs-_sk_L5usR8cnQyDl0QncexyNCDTI94QnInl4otaiHd519kfqT47IGLgZC9sHI6sIhFC45b_7gRBCWm0yj5Q/s1600/IMG_0129.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470803118371714338" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjlRU1jHYIqStpKY2nH2xnjt36w8z5pHhDM8NG068Kd1xP5tKQrbs-_sk_L5usR8cnQyDl0QncexyNCDTI94QnInl4otaiHd519kfqT47IGLgZC9sHI6sIhFC45b_7gRBCWm0yj5Q/s320/IMG_0129.JPG" /></a>OHHHHH!!! THE <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">EMBARRASSMENT</span>!!!<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjnobZs2e9rGKmOkM1Ces6m1Y8oC4H_78bKNqaTgNPk3wluos1xhXGZ35bx_K8PtSR2B6z7smhrp8oJ_rwV_4oYMUNSv-4Jns9N7bDrsu3woSS8eSaBKUsZOEgJ-x7IPVsb4PpdQQ/s1600/IMG_0139.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470803004352989842" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjnobZs2e9rGKmOkM1Ces6m1Y8oC4H_78bKNqaTgNPk3wluos1xhXGZ35bx_K8PtSR2B6z7smhrp8oJ_rwV_4oYMUNSv-4Jns9N7bDrsu3woSS8eSaBKUsZOEgJ-x7IPVsb4PpdQQ/s320/IMG_0139.JPG" /></a>It's hard to see who looks more pathetic here, me or the stray. Cosette also has a hard life, there was this time three months ago when no one was paying attention to her. That moment has scarred her permanently.<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh_mLtXyGqHkMFG-bLB4oiUvqjjOB_DLrGYzbVL5gYGBD0ZxIOAmgK6Z4I1Tg-A9WLaXOFMTHgBu0lXpUvP6aunz4k7sNWPzJL5KqHXoDISRbH_cCODni9phsxVQr6U8ZMs3K8_lw/s1600/IMG_0143.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470802885867288962" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh_mLtXyGqHkMFG-bLB4oiUvqjjOB_DLrGYzbVL5gYGBD0ZxIOAmgK6Z4I1Tg-A9WLaXOFMTHgBu0lXpUvP6aunz4k7sNWPzJL5KqHXoDISRbH_cCODni9phsxVQr6U8ZMs3K8_lw/s320/IMG_0143.JPG" /></a> The little <span style="color:#000000;">comfort</span> I receive comes from my "guy" (the red <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">squeak</span> toy). As you can see, it is Cosette's mission in life to take away the little happiness I have.<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgsvP3IXhgZb6hdqIZlpoBPPEm13KGfWxeDeiVD9_JEeCfbHFE-32jXprd3KgcAf_Qv3AjE72D73mofSAx1J1t3MxwFvqzIbhGSKT6OYhqmm8CBQZWHrwFb643uySBvVPbaFpjgRQ/s1600/IMG_0148.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470802746372638530" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgsvP3IXhgZb6hdqIZlpoBPPEm13KGfWxeDeiVD9_JEeCfbHFE-32jXprd3KgcAf_Qv3AjE72D73mofSAx1J1t3MxwFvqzIbhGSKT6OYhqmm8CBQZWHrwFb643uySBvVPbaFpjgRQ/s320/IMG_0148.JPG" /></a> I was eventually able to escape to safety with my guy, but it was a close call.<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgVACWG7CeyztGjuvpmsyfDFx6rLvjhN8hEMT6mKYeJMTDLYUgYMjIf89fK8uEWrzdU_HOPEusIeGQ8KX79wPKDY8wdslRfWm3yN-B7mDg1NBS_BQnrHzNAR8oAQnBjlBSGc-S2Dg/s1600/IMG_3297.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470802606864436578" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgVACWG7CeyztGjuvpmsyfDFx6rLvjhN8hEMT6mKYeJMTDLYUgYMjIf89fK8uEWrzdU_HOPEusIeGQ8KX79wPKDY8wdslRfWm3yN-B7mDg1NBS_BQnrHzNAR8oAQnBjlBSGc-S2Dg/s320/IMG_3297.JPG" /></a> This is the original cone picture from when I was a little lass. Notice my figure was less rotund? </div><div></div><div>Snarf you later,</div><div>/s/ Winston, the Grand Duke of Pugsworth</div></div></div></div></div>Winstonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01563212976118785314noreply@blogger.com10tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32468772.post-71307324739103011602010-04-19T14:45:00.001-07:002010-04-19T15:10:39.692-07:00<div><strong>Memory Monday</strong></div><div><strong></strong> </div><div></div><div>I decided to copy an idea that I have seen on several other pugs' blogs and post some memory pictures every Monday. To start off, I chose to reminisce about my love of shoes. I do still love shoes today, but my love of shoes and my chewing up of shoes has subsided somewhat in my old age. Cosette, on the other paw, still has not grown out of her undignified habit of stealing and chewing on shoes.</div><br /><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgDIXxBD_1tj370nzPaGpsLCobVui2Dbm75bR5yMk8NLMAGX5ar6uvPjybhTWiM3KPiRZObwXVdVBWtxfU-OlhyphenhyphenReGWzYkxw-X5c7hVwXPmXAfOcQqdmoeuwlUodJFXriV1TRCjeg/s1600/IMG_1090.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461969544101685090" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgDIXxBD_1tj370nzPaGpsLCobVui2Dbm75bR5yMk8NLMAGX5ar6uvPjybhTWiM3KPiRZObwXVdVBWtxfU-OlhyphenhyphenReGWzYkxw-X5c7hVwXPmXAfOcQqdmoeuwlUodJFXriV1TRCjeg/s320/IMG_1090.JPG" /></a>Here I am with Daddy's sandal. This is the first of several pairs of sandals he has had to buy since I came along.<br /></div><div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgv4iJEgOIUlNCu0NSN_vv1mWLsFOuNVO9Z-7SVIAPapKR7D3bnO-_C5TyGfOI8SIBdq514dGFgE58QuQCmreCb_f-CCa2YMj_ShauXThq94L6GcqVOJwB-_Uehe2NT3ThF409mnw/s1600/IMG_0923.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461969344125870754" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgv4iJEgOIUlNCu0NSN_vv1mWLsFOuNVO9Z-7SVIAPapKR7D3bnO-_C5TyGfOI8SIBdq514dGFgE58QuQCmreCb_f-CCa2YMj_ShauXThq94L6GcqVOJwB-_Uehe2NT3ThF409mnw/s320/IMG_0923.JPG" /></a> Here I am napping surrounded by all of our shoes. Those blue and white ones in the back were supposed to be mine, but I never stood for actually wearing them. I love shoes, but not when they are on my feet. Also note that there is only one sandal in this picture. I probably stole the other one and hid it somewhere before I took this nap.<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgK7-B9FDWzqphqEaOolR0_s3OUEaVHrB6WZwiiWfS1f1FsDnAoYiIby_LKA9Y9BoP_DuKVoI_XRhINxBf13giSrzbXhfw_zZqevTKbbn2jmXEe3QwLVjJzud7bSdiKMrob4kSHyQ/s1600/IMG_0998.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461969059005404114" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgK7-B9FDWzqphqEaOolR0_s3OUEaVHrB6WZwiiWfS1f1FsDnAoYiIby_LKA9Y9BoP_DuKVoI_XRhINxBf13giSrzbXhfw_zZqevTKbbn2jmXEe3QwLVjJzud7bSdiKMrob4kSHyQ/s320/IMG_0998.JPG" /></a> Here I am taking one of my shoes to my snuggle nest to chew on it.<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhFm_RKRmbT3l1ig-4Uo2hNk46pkffVS1sSLdAZRj3qasjJwIF1GH3uy-LnjiqybWhWW2KMbRiPxUxeBkANc_dX9sP0fsNbUskxRg1LGPkdk1eWIdAwKjZfcnU9o1No9cbM6oh_1g/s1600/IMG_1171.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461968929006668338" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhFm_RKRmbT3l1ig-4Uo2hNk46pkffVS1sSLdAZRj3qasjJwIF1GH3uy-LnjiqybWhWW2KMbRiPxUxeBkANc_dX9sP0fsNbUskxRg1LGPkdk1eWIdAwKjZfcnU9o1No9cbM6oh_1g/s320/IMG_1171.JPG" /></a> And, here I am with daddy's sneaker.<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjhxAUQVI8X-Cj8CyKzO4SPHpdIDyMEu-OnvEMJe0lQ6IwHYXpnqIZRvYOBgyT0MqQUkjio_vketbpfmSuxXi_bHxTG2wiu4KmimV4dg_tAaUIAtbRGnqjrvBmfXmayAFGGd2rN6A/s1600/IMG_0114.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461973902739569858" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjhxAUQVI8X-Cj8CyKzO4SPHpdIDyMEu-OnvEMJe0lQ6IwHYXpnqIZRvYOBgyT0MqQUkjio_vketbpfmSuxXi_bHxTG2wiu4KmimV4dg_tAaUIAtbRGnqjrvBmfXmayAFGGd2rN6A/s320/IMG_0114.JPG" /></a> Here I am today with Daddy's sneaker just so you can see how I have bulked up into a total stud-pug!!</div><div> </div><div>Snarf everydog later,</div><div>/s/ Winston, Grand Duke of Pugsworth</div></div></div></div>Winstonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01563212976118785314noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32468772.post-79629663647938558312010-04-16T10:42:00.000-07:002010-04-16T12:30:21.834-07:00<strong>I See YOU!!!</strong><br />Dear old friends, I am sorry that I have been quite derelict in my blogging for about the past year; but rest assurred that it was alll the Stray's fault. She quite viciously, and without purpose destroyed the power source on Mommy's computer (all my wanton destruction is with clear purpose, primarily to annoy Daddy), and then was such a pain demanding to be walked and pampered that my Parents were unable to help me post (see previous mention of my lacking fingers to effectively type). Well, it appears that I may be able to resume posting on a more regular basis. I also hope to resume my quest for world domination, although I have become disallusioned by inability to conquer even a wussy region, such as France or Rhode Island, so I may not give this quest the same attention I did in the past. Plus, I cannot even effectively run my own household since the nuerotic Stray arrived.<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhUq-4u7-aF8j_95qTcKyryKO3zxoPbqoOf7cHDQd4zqLV-V5WZ109qAW-alzzCgbd2IbG53rJA3tZMKWjRRdunYGZUk4m6lMZCJHTz3taxJ4pFcMX0H8SuCmzgkRV7m8RwrUa4og/s1600/IMG_3169.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460793286216234754" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhUq-4u7-aF8j_95qTcKyryKO3zxoPbqoOf7cHDQd4zqLV-V5WZ109qAW-alzzCgbd2IbG53rJA3tZMKWjRRdunYGZUk4m6lMZCJHTz3taxJ4pFcMX0H8SuCmzgkRV7m8RwrUa4og/s320/IMG_3169.JPG" /></a> I SEE YOU!!! I know that some of you have continued lurking over the past year, and your loyalty has been duly noted. This is a throwback to what my parents refer to as my "cute days." I still believe myself to be utterly adorable.<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjWxLzUvoFCLvxwKBuwjWY28kTjlvyWmoTQxI331-cYWKLjZWmTyaZiXBjz_pAY4-KLd5JW7aLaRPCwJQojir9eZzcmCBwaXQprktwYbkUnQXFGZyWKov5H8guQzquLm8hKGL_1FA/s1600/IMG_0010.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460793142205593186" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjWxLzUvoFCLvxwKBuwjWY28kTjlvyWmoTQxI331-cYWKLjZWmTyaZiXBjz_pAY4-KLd5JW7aLaRPCwJQojir9eZzcmCBwaXQprktwYbkUnQXFGZyWKov5H8guQzquLm8hKGL_1FA/s320/IMG_0010.JPG" /></a> As everyone is aware, geography necessitates regular exposure to my Grandparents and their brood. That is Mr. Bones several weeks ago. He is so named because he was an emaciated stray (literally) when my Grandparents adopted him, right around the same time that my Parents had me (I am not adopted!!! Although the House of Pugsworth does have a long history of supporting numerous adoptions programs for Stray Pugs, Dogs and Children and would encourage all to do the same).<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhzhm1817_OTpts-FFSJvqcoarX9-7MFSi-8SuwxtK9A0R1NRlL61WMvocdVuxpZ_FnzE8NxIZbxOsGQUd9r-_3Vq6gELLLbAD7R2kq7iXQUeDVcKq5S-GVYxOv-8p6pTLytHJ5qg/s1600/IMG_0107.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460793013133606914" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhzhm1817_OTpts-FFSJvqcoarX9-7MFSi-8SuwxtK9A0R1NRlL61WMvocdVuxpZ_FnzE8NxIZbxOsGQUd9r-_3Vq6gELLLbAD7R2kq7iXQUeDVcKq5S-GVYxOv-8p6pTLytHJ5qg/s320/IMG_0107.JPG" /></a> This is Mr. Bones following his "prepare for the Texas summer shaving." You may not believe it, but his butt-scent indicates that it is, in fact, the same dog.<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj4X3v7DTbPorEZR2z8PFAa6cWHOt2Q6knnn5yinN2nakfQGNy9WBmMsXoAV35ZMSD7xJAH02vZFTfXKhB2evBLAv-oSu4KbmJ8p_exqlHZp-D-p2Fi3eHrpiOUDDiONGPqN4AUqQ/s1600/IMG_0097.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460792892984765970" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj4X3v7DTbPorEZR2z8PFAa6cWHOt2Q6knnn5yinN2nakfQGNy9WBmMsXoAV35ZMSD7xJAH02vZFTfXKhB2evBLAv-oSu4KbmJ8p_exqlHZp-D-p2Fi3eHrpiOUDDiONGPqN4AUqQ/s320/IMG_0097.JPG" /></a>He enjoys rolling around in the manner of a mindless lesser dog.<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgpJSmtmEII1VpCjjxZWunjF82vt9ezw6djgnDYcU67_23Cf7AUxOyMZDtiS0TfpSc3OWtZLfQAslVq7kJOTwSdPXnCHFA7i03vZ4tc49pQgSbeL3XO3m3h_CvU_NhjuiZaSKbIBQ/s1600/IMG_0104.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460792747809296130" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgpJSmtmEII1VpCjjxZWunjF82vt9ezw6djgnDYcU67_23Cf7AUxOyMZDtiS0TfpSc3OWtZLfQAslVq7kJOTwSdPXnCHFA7i03vZ4tc49pQgSbeL3XO3m3h_CvU_NhjuiZaSKbIBQ/s320/IMG_0104.JPG" /></a>And he rolls, and rolls, and rolls, and rolls, and rolls.... Seriously, this goes on for hours. It stops being funny after a while, then it starts getting funny after while again, and then it just gets sad.<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi4bKg4OsCL8xVWwmbNKJIpmXIiEfwehyeVkwetRaOXEUvJi7IqOUpynB9Dyuc2LoK-27Ee2Rfb3nAONg4Ww7H4ysdq8t0BH-HKTV1fbDeO7ta6zqVIADzbKH8CcE4zKGn0NXHq5A/s1600/IMG_0034.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460792571900718578" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi4bKg4OsCL8xVWwmbNKJIpmXIiEfwehyeVkwetRaOXEUvJi7IqOUpynB9Dyuc2LoK-27Ee2Rfb3nAONg4Ww7H4ysdq8t0BH-HKTV1fbDeO7ta6zqVIADzbKH8CcE4zKGn0NXHq5A/s320/IMG_0034.JPG" /></a> This is the Stray putting her entire head in the water in search of a sinking twig. This occurs while there are literally thousands of twigs in the yard (non-submerged) that she could have easier access to. She may grown, but her brain did not.<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEizlVshz2qzyjLFX90emcfwBijVP2ON_w9aRCaujOLRelxIU3fBIeCPKrr303m95m8iF2vuBPFWoOKYAKyjY9TcV61CJYgbvxXAAqNrkIplL4s4HdvUCbNexaCLwhP3TawYHBx4Zg/s1600/IMG_0063.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460792478739895458" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEizlVshz2qzyjLFX90emcfwBijVP2ON_w9aRCaujOLRelxIU3fBIeCPKrr303m95m8iF2vuBPFWoOKYAKyjY9TcV61CJYgbvxXAAqNrkIplL4s4HdvUCbNexaCLwhP3TawYHBx4Zg/s320/IMG_0063.JPG" /></a>My parents say that her cute little face is the only reason they don't beat her. I don't think it is cute at all and their unecessary restraint is starting to wear on me. <em>[Parents' note: we do say that, but the statement is normally preceded by some of her unnecessary, and occaisonally dangerous, destruction. Like when she destroyed the power-source of her Mommy's computer. We would never actually beat her, unfortunately.]</em><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhHE0DPwIJqYXBVHg9urTas52B_sOvtc-RhGKt2B-wjKTL_Yqo7TmtJYf6pNWyV6rYYBrxPzuMUC18Samez9OTIg9AQJ5heslU5sostaKaAsT3qIW1AM_eBMCyiARp7bIPwRuGoZQ/s1600/IMG_9875.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460792286141948162" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhHE0DPwIJqYXBVHg9urTas52B_sOvtc-RhGKt2B-wjKTL_Yqo7TmtJYf6pNWyV6rYYBrxPzuMUC18Samez9OTIg9AQJ5heslU5sostaKaAsT3qIW1AM_eBMCyiARp7bIPwRuGoZQ/s320/IMG_9875.JPG" /></a>I always like to end these posts with a picture of dignity. So, a toast to the thirty plus pounds of pug dignity that I now personify. </div><div> </div><div>Snarf Everydog later,</div><div>/s/Winston, the Grand Duke of Pugsworth </div></div></div></div></div></div></div>Winstonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01563212976118785314noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32468772.post-8218933236143104852010-04-01T18:01:00.000-07:002010-04-01T19:50:42.233-07:00<strong>Swimming pool!</strong><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEibG9juj-weDXBCQ4M2IZKibVGDvx65-ECtUdptAhCAcKBbLtYvT9I6EtwQtRrREeNDPbObHWCGWnKFwZlVfGrzzFK0gzY2cPW7HNBhr0bLLv_o_W8dPNHkk7fPk-YTL3dcKoELIw/s1600/IMG_0037.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455339970531975474" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEibG9juj-weDXBCQ4M2IZKibVGDvx65-ECtUdptAhCAcKBbLtYvT9I6EtwQtRrREeNDPbObHWCGWnKFwZlVfGrzzFK0gzY2cPW7HNBhr0bLLv_o_W8dPNHkk7fPk-YTL3dcKoELIw/s320/IMG_0037.JPG" /></a> Cosette loves her new swimming pool!!<br /><br /><object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/vuwYWS20DUo&hl=en&fs=1"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/vuwYWS20DUo&hl=en&fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object><br /><br /><p><br /></p><p>This is her first encounter with the pool. After this, she got more and more brave, and after a few minutes was jumping in and out like crazy!</p><p></p>Winstonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01563212976118785314noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32468772.post-3643187836434789252010-03-31T10:53:00.001-07:002010-03-31T11:41:59.126-07:00<strong>Playing outside with sticks</strong><br /><br />Hello everydog! Cosette here!!<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiGuhOp-m2Io-sc_iyN5TGPmhMsQSsqOzAnczJ7vEqOcikj8rRULbcF3ra78XLlj6hFriFmMlsdyAjtEtZgERd8bV2470kGlZNk0589wArdclev1vH317O2nZ8qJfH68cJ_bqAUjA/s1600/IMG_9885.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454866916462419938" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiGuhOp-m2Io-sc_iyN5TGPmhMsQSsqOzAnczJ7vEqOcikj8rRULbcF3ra78XLlj6hFriFmMlsdyAjtEtZgERd8bV2470kGlZNk0589wArdclev1vH317O2nZ8qJfH68cJ_bqAUjA/s320/IMG_9885.JPG" /></a><br />My brother Winston probably told you that we have moved to a new place, but he probably left out all the pawsome things that we get to do here, since he is boring and does not always appreciate the finer things in life. Like sticks. And other dogs.<br /><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh6rvPdgS66Y7r2C3jiy55nhf6LACXXDeG5SUm8L4oBuQJti7w0Kd2T63mKBcUQSSjmPmk68sMLNgH6ZdcK9Oeh9ysItQQ5hgxdwfp3bq5qlkF7hLP5t_DvlP0K_vzat3KskRVpVw/s1600/IMG_0245.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454866565480135490" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh6rvPdgS66Y7r2C3jiy55nhf6LACXXDeG5SUm8L4oBuQJti7w0Kd2T63mKBcUQSSjmPmk68sMLNgH6ZdcK9Oeh9ysItQQ5hgxdwfp3bq5qlkF7hLP5t_DvlP0K_vzat3KskRVpVw/s320/IMG_0245.JPG" /></a> First, I want to give you all a proper introduction to my new pack-mate, Mr. Bones. This is a picture from when my parents first met Mr. Bones, when he was probably around 6 months old, right after my grandparents found him wandering around on the street and brought him home. You can probably see better from this picture where his name comes from.<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh_E4S3Zm5SH3F4GTFh3JD02YPSBt_FbQBoHzmdlinMCgxOVYAKWCzBEkJc7_d2lZuICXsMHGTsi_OGIV2zskii4hAF4SUe5tXZ2SUVkUpDtiiwx2EkMKnO1X9D6czgHtqN__GtIA/s1600/IMG_9878.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454866397364151362" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh_E4S3Zm5SH3F4GTFh3JD02YPSBt_FbQBoHzmdlinMCgxOVYAKWCzBEkJc7_d2lZuICXsMHGTsi_OGIV2zskii4hAF4SUe5tXZ2SUVkUpDtiiwx2EkMKnO1X9D6czgHtqN__GtIA/s320/IMG_9878.JPG" /></a> Here he is today, almost four years later.<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjiwpgJfIIben1RVZV5VNU-uOTNpVPSoBWQ8Vp6xModSC3dW4ZMPPwHqitNUdPJbwIISo5DwhHGST1Jw3cpa47_4lHx5sTShJFAQP8pQXIJV3C_ClekN1c7fQq_Q8OeeiArkC4eHQ/s1600/IMG_9821.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454866213902242354" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjiwpgJfIIben1RVZV5VNU-uOTNpVPSoBWQ8Vp6xModSC3dW4ZMPPwHqitNUdPJbwIISo5DwhHGST1Jw3cpa47_4lHx5sTShJFAQP8pQXIJV3C_ClekN1c7fQq_Q8OeeiArkC4eHQ/s320/IMG_9821.JPG" /></a> He has grown into a very happy, healthy puppy who loves to play almost as much as I do!<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg1C2xbesPuZAv7Uiz3m2uqq3j1PGPclpm1uHUKVejz_OBaHb5PUDWrecLBF_LNUQLv3nXkbo3Q0wGFSy5yODkMcQ4x18uYD6uyio66kfHAidRCYMBHGc5ACx5IkWXs_yMg-TBQMg/s1600/IMG_9819.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454865971752152610" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg1C2xbesPuZAv7Uiz3m2uqq3j1PGPclpm1uHUKVejz_OBaHb5PUDWrecLBF_LNUQLv3nXkbo3Q0wGFSy5yODkMcQ4x18uYD6uyio66kfHAidRCYMBHGc5ACx5IkWXs_yMg-TBQMg/s320/IMG_9819.JPG" /></a> To further illustrate our size difference, here I am drinking water ...<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg0K51EA9ayMejp0_e4Bj9tnDqWaofzhOp0Cnv1jAjdf4r8Zjb-37LhsvBCqWZNiJ5OubybydPkRA64vwl5397Ywoa0ZHKy7lr8ivHoLxDF-GTBwQ0NAYtBa74lK8vDl4-b7RMRiw/s1600/bones+water.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 221px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 166px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454865798705229026" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg0K51EA9ayMejp0_e4Bj9tnDqWaofzhOp0Cnv1jAjdf4r8Zjb-37LhsvBCqWZNiJ5OubybydPkRA64vwl5397Ywoa0ZHKy7lr8ivHoLxDF-GTBwQ0NAYtBa74lK8vDl4-b7RMRiw/s320/bones+water.jpg" /></a> ... and here is Mr. Bones, standing inside the water bucket.<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiVNDOHTofChQr8uFyD0OxfQowG-LS9VYUjDO8KhDHe90y_EFBUWfkmKYnwR8OPb0Nentiz3tdnl6usQbiOuOPZmutHD2EDpkUtdvxQ1qdIPnCaNxoFGGFo69CKV5aRBYWSo8IIxQ/s1600/IMG_9880.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454865683790311554" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiVNDOHTofChQr8uFyD0OxfQowG-LS9VYUjDO8KhDHe90y_EFBUWfkmKYnwR8OPb0Nentiz3tdnl6usQbiOuOPZmutHD2EDpkUtdvxQ1qdIPnCaNxoFGGFo69CKV5aRBYWSo8IIxQ/s320/IMG_9880.JPG" /></a> Now, the other thing I totally love about our new place is the abundance of sticks.<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjv7NO77Fla5Kz0xB2kzn3uKyvX4cpbGSFOvbOV0XBM57brjWLbtwCQcDhCKtb0gKzXCP3AFjr-J7uiKO3LOgF4HhoJnkkF8WvhZPDtNNtaqlVjlryHzc8im4Qc8ej6L6zJSckShw/s1600/IMG_9891.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454865549636534690" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjv7NO77Fla5Kz0xB2kzn3uKyvX4cpbGSFOvbOV0XBM57brjWLbtwCQcDhCKtb0gKzXCP3AFjr-J7uiKO3LOgF4HhoJnkkF8WvhZPDtNNtaqlVjlryHzc8im4Qc8ej6L6zJSckShw/s320/IMG_9891.JPG" /></a> I love to run around with sticks ...<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjY2tn_ZVNmEjYBBgC1PwHR9N449xBi83-x71Vw2cIdPXkHPRoak7cbPpQg5lHH-eSiVuxLDHuZbdZ2WUyeziXS_DfWB7LUUF11h6od5pLcrj0CBbmxcohKPtxBj8TYXtquGvXxtQ/s1600/IMG_0005.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454865329335310306" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjY2tn_ZVNmEjYBBgC1PwHR9N449xBi83-x71Vw2cIdPXkHPRoak7cbPpQg5lHH-eSiVuxLDHuZbdZ2WUyeziXS_DfWB7LUUF11h6od5pLcrj0CBbmxcohKPtxBj8TYXtquGvXxtQ/s320/IMG_0005.JPG" /></a> ... get chased while running around with sticks ...<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgNsI7sU32XekuSCnBMxbajDXLluwzIFS8-XIEfP0D0Jfd3Hnv7xAg-twfOmbAX_kXB2cx9ZPRjnQwm5gChEJ-D3fo7_a8eSlWyWu9CtLm_iTnhoE96_TiOLM6rJGhl0QG3UWsO3Q/s1600/IMG_9894.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454865097969477554" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgNsI7sU32XekuSCnBMxbajDXLluwzIFS8-XIEfP0D0Jfd3Hnv7xAg-twfOmbAX_kXB2cx9ZPRjnQwm5gChEJ-D3fo7_a8eSlWyWu9CtLm_iTnhoE96_TiOLM6rJGhl0QG3UWsO3Q/s320/IMG_9894.JPG" /></a><br />... fight Winston for sticks ...<br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh7f0veKmKRTazxiPt63RY8w6hpo_kYId91AkzkVI4EDrLRVXpFuQFRtLwN_xoLoz0p_7PGKBw3inhwh3XZrLZniXHODYhNRq11sdpumnUdnsT0pE2H-5svbSBVCb0cX9ZW3e-RDA/s1600/IMG_0003.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454864864103635938" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh7f0veKmKRTazxiPt63RY8w6hpo_kYId91AkzkVI4EDrLRVXpFuQFRtLwN_xoLoz0p_7PGKBw3inhwh3XZrLZniXHODYhNRq11sdpumnUdnsT0pE2H-5svbSBVCb0cX9ZW3e-RDA/s320/IMG_0003.JPG" /></a> ... and play tug-o-war with sticks.<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjRvB8Kzuo8hx54ok4FJwlZproSQmWA4m4DJHXcVu1R1XexqzszDLUeTBgLUdhiAhnFqzdRfd_8BpIkpVtS3gJh6r9qHDivWPCIuCzRMzEoE5Ug-SP_ROOJUdQnIEPkJMqBglFh8g/s1600/IMG_9898.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454861222366582466" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjRvB8Kzuo8hx54ok4FJwlZproSQmWA4m4DJHXcVu1R1XexqzszDLUeTBgLUdhiAhnFqzdRfd_8BpIkpVtS3gJh6r9qHDivWPCIuCzRMzEoE5Ug-SP_ROOJUdQnIEPkJMqBglFh8g/s320/IMG_9898.JPG" /></a> Even Winston loves playing stick tug-o-war!<br /><br /><div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgZh0TZx2x72ixjQ9oPymVWvKzTCXWLIaTUadG-fahnWOd7e1XR03F8VXRYk_E4OBqqrskGlcOW2mQtNFfzk-OBOgSaVWm7p0cq83065t7HeN-v_bz_GJJUBfyEC0__-B8DE_oSTw/s1600/IMG_0012.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454859560131453730" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgZh0TZx2x72ixjQ9oPymVWvKzTCXWLIaTUadG-fahnWOd7e1XR03F8VXRYk_E4OBqqrskGlcOW2mQtNFfzk-OBOgSaVWm7p0cq83065t7HeN-v_bz_GJJUBfyEC0__-B8DE_oSTw/s320/IMG_0012.JPG" /></a> Although, Winston mostly just likes to stand around under Mommy's legs when we are oustide. Like I said before, he is pretty boring.<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgbiMRpbyiDX1QwNd1AhcU3bXQjySk_fV23tmnnC-iouclCN3pUyP_hfg62zZAyBba0z1ZesRYs08MEKpqd_zlz1-ObOdal_4Qj_wNKvYJbZ2tQCaAt7dCJbEhh3sfP-v4ahQQvGQ/s1600/IMG_9882.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454859215179834514" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgbiMRpbyiDX1QwNd1AhcU3bXQjySk_fV23tmnnC-iouclCN3pUyP_hfg62zZAyBba0z1ZesRYs08MEKpqd_zlz1-ObOdal_4Qj_wNKvYJbZ2tQCaAt7dCJbEhh3sfP-v4ahQQvGQ/s320/IMG_9882.JPG" /></a> After I get done playing all those fun games with my sticks, I also enjoy laying in the sun with my sticks and getting in several pug-naps. So far we are having a pretty fun time here. I have even heard rumors of a swimming pool in my future. I will try to make sure Winston keeps reporting on all of our great activities!</div><div> </div><div></div><div>Here's lookin' at you with two eyes, </div><div>/s/ Cosette Colbert d'Bonapug</div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div>Winstonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01563212976118785314noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32468772.post-59632949300075841682010-03-25T09:58:00.000-07:002010-03-25T10:24:45.049-07:00<strong>New Toy</strong><br /><strong></strong><br />I am so excited to see that some of my loyal readers are still out there!! Now I can tell all of you about a great new toy that I found yesterday.<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgHiAtGvdEBnj7RjSg6yb5j_6Z8eHQ2W8sSm1z2ckaAsSCoW627mOREJcfyX-zcvbsl336wFo_DqIqqhBcZOJWTWYgW13htvRcm2OpeXOXMNgDwV6Ih-RKbVpBTCJq_ckhHLcoTQA/s1600/IMG_9850.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452620989649969234" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgHiAtGvdEBnj7RjSg6yb5j_6Z8eHQ2W8sSm1z2ckaAsSCoW627mOREJcfyX-zcvbsl336wFo_DqIqqhBcZOJWTWYgW13htvRcm2OpeXOXMNgDwV6Ih-RKbVpBTCJq_ckhHLcoTQA/s320/IMG_9850.JPG" /></a><br />This is the toy. I found it sitting on the kitchen floor, and no one else was around to play with it! <br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjYmkmqLDIncz2faWhZowpoB_P0rp6UgAj92aTtHdtIIUHSNyFlxYeLPeHO8VdbhejgyXJ5JbQIM5-RdEm7u15ldIecMIhANILS-bAUynSsoRT8vffGXPbmk4av_dQVx22p8YON_g/s1600/IMG_9844.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452620825251771538" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjYmkmqLDIncz2faWhZowpoB_P0rp6UgAj92aTtHdtIIUHSNyFlxYeLPeHO8VdbhejgyXJ5JbQIM5-RdEm7u15ldIecMIhANILS-bAUynSsoRT8vffGXPbmk4av_dQVx22p8YON_g/s320/IMG_9844.JPG" /></a> After barking at the new toy and walking around it several times, I decided it was safe to play with. Just my luck, the stray came over and decided she also wanted to play with the toy.<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjnBigc21BMr6lBrMBje0Ud2vZL2McDMCpM-TfNxdPfPOIEVlIC_yJVhFBgwND5mp9ExIy-zwkYAAI32DGdOfss4M4dXkJRvPyCenFBvU9nop9qocs6YPxzs_eYB7tVrQ_55xSphw/s1600/IMG_9861.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452620628957794562" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjnBigc21BMr6lBrMBje0Ud2vZL2McDMCpM-TfNxdPfPOIEVlIC_yJVhFBgwND5mp9ExIy-zwkYAAI32DGdOfss4M4dXkJRvPyCenFBvU9nop9qocs6YPxzs_eYB7tVrQ_55xSphw/s320/IMG_9861.JPG" /></a> I watched as she stole it right out from under me!<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEglKI653T0NtVxqgdH3tR_P4-6T6b_oEyDuADaAbab-iV7wsarYeGAg1wrHm53v2YliNUJaBLqXjgEnnDar63F-4TDnQlBGIj-pMpeT8wK_aC_RPBLAhgJ-JRBOdrWa3dcNDDozPg/s1600/IMG_9834.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452620464112564258" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEglKI653T0NtVxqgdH3tR_P4-6T6b_oEyDuADaAbab-iV7wsarYeGAg1wrHm53v2YliNUJaBLqXjgEnnDar63F-4TDnQlBGIj-pMpeT8wK_aC_RPBLAhgJ-JRBOdrWa3dcNDDozPg/s320/IMG_9834.JPG" /></a><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiSk-Z2Rm3HutCUENfGbBACvpnD_tIL0H26sLnxL5WKy1kUqq3MXlcBiJRVqvAgGvI4QS1GEkuoIedb680OQllyTYSBUze1AtvGtenMenyWLpD-TGzI3bOAjgxLj6VBFB_dSwMIFg/s1600/IMG_9870.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452620250643509826" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiSk-Z2Rm3HutCUENfGbBACvpnD_tIL0H26sLnxL5WKy1kUqq3MXlcBiJRVqvAgGvI4QS1GEkuoIedb680OQllyTYSBUze1AtvGtenMenyWLpD-TGzI3bOAjgxLj6VBFB_dSwMIFg/s320/IMG_9870.JPG" /></a> </div><div>I was finally able to grab it, and I had to find a hiding place. I thought under the table would work perfectly...<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgPLtuEt6Hq7tIDaTfTxXOk42lfFym9jfptPYINMHdckhnu7Uti2UsAJKFqR-UMn-V2-udwJr10t2RaOqhyWlQnmq7c3vjSGjdrQBkoiPBJ83EKyo6cMZI2GJ9n48ImA9WtsxDssg/s1600/IMG_9869.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452620107105369954" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgPLtuEt6Hq7tIDaTfTxXOk42lfFym9jfptPYINMHdckhnu7Uti2UsAJKFqR-UMn-V2-udwJr10t2RaOqhyWlQnmq7c3vjSGjdrQBkoiPBJ83EKyo6cMZI2GJ9n48ImA9WtsxDssg/s320/IMG_9869.JPG" /></a> ... but Cosette followed me under.<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjqdblNInXqHgL_wVs2AlvXkLCQ8x0tgmE4POC765JJXVjfmpyEs7-qvzP5LGXyb5k6sUN1hv2nUpxV0WVP7-gM25edw25FIVvZFz0z-JkvDdKKPTXL1mn2RqL0WQfbMsZXt9-qhA/s1600/IMG_9866.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452619790873491794" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjqdblNInXqHgL_wVs2AlvXkLCQ8x0tgmE4POC765JJXVjfmpyEs7-qvzP5LGXyb5k6sUN1hv2nUpxV0WVP7-gM25edw25FIVvZFz0z-JkvDdKKPTXL1mn2RqL0WQfbMsZXt9-qhA/s320/IMG_9866.JPG" /></a> So I went to hide it between Mommy's feet ... but, she took it away!!! Traitor!! She just kept saying something about "juice everywhere" and "ants catching on fire"<em> [Parents' Note: fire ants, another joy of living in Texas].</em></div><div><em></em> </div><em></em></div><em></em></div><em></em></div><em></em></div><em></em></div><em></em><br /><p>Snarf everydog later,</p><p>/s/ Winston, Grand Duke of Pugsworth<br /></p>Winstonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01563212976118785314noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32468772.post-47294405916397291072010-03-23T11:11:00.000-07:002010-03-23T11:44:17.150-07:00<div><strong>Wow it's been a looooooong time!!!<br /></strong><br />Well, I probably don't have any more loyal readers, since it has been almost A YEAR since my last post. My parents (aka "they-who-have-opposable-thumbs-with-which-to-type-my-blog-for-me") have a million excuses for their laziness - including moving a few times, Cosette eating the power cord on Mommy's laptop and us losing access to all our pictures, and their discovery of Facebook (TM), where they can post pictures of us from their phones - but I for one am not impressed. But, now that my Mommy has some extra time on her hands, and has caught up with all the guilty pleasure TV shows she may have missed over the past few years, she figured why not start posting again.<br /><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEigdf6CxF8LkwIioJvHJ1ujFY5ZyUFslEa5m6hlz1mFENT7Ct_Qm44RhNK8d4Oci6t0Eiv8aUur7gvDHgOq3AbAFPiTLLnG2PqYcS1LMGLIvq1X-NVpEp6tYgrlHQHQ0uc_G3_07A/s1600-h/IMG_9784.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451898484018873490" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEigdf6CxF8LkwIioJvHJ1ujFY5ZyUFslEa5m6hlz1mFENT7Ct_Qm44RhNK8d4Oci6t0Eiv8aUur7gvDHgOq3AbAFPiTLLnG2PqYcS1LMGLIvq1X-NVpEp6tYgrlHQHQ0uc_G3_07A/s320/IMG_9784.JPG" /></a><br />Most recently, we moved to a far away place called Texas, where it is really hot but doesn't rain nearly as much.<br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiS6hsXcT4ERAfn9GrIuhOQ59KAR7m1oMY8o9hnkajR8Wd_B0IUnMY0lzdKavZqoc6Lgdz4GRK3zRfuhaTQCH7yqoTQf8Zzi4i_rgkljJTkGkQPalwpMXdho5owLM0Eh-Z-RW4N1A/s1600-h/IMG_9788.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451898392810433906" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiS6hsXcT4ERAfn9GrIuhOQ59KAR7m1oMY8o9hnkajR8Wd_B0IUnMY0lzdKavZqoc6Lgdz4GRK3zRfuhaTQCH7yqoTQf8Zzi4i_rgkljJTkGkQPalwpMXdho5owLM0Eh-Z-RW4N1A/s320/IMG_9788.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><div> </div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgjrOI-2Z3OEPFejV516FjDfEng5s_1k3G7pqulVzmLa5PYuhvMixVF9rpykLZ4rrA8CurCyu6GJh5GEOaf_G0mGHpom5houzu8zn1GZ9v5R8OuMv8IjgHmxAxI7SsFbjPKQ2LhUw/s1600-h/IMG_9809.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451897994538266962" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgjrOI-2Z3OEPFejV516FjDfEng5s_1k3G7pqulVzmLa5PYuhvMixVF9rpykLZ4rrA8CurCyu6GJh5GEOaf_G0mGHpom5houzu8zn1GZ9v5R8OuMv8IjgHmxAxI7SsFbjPKQ2LhUw/s320/IMG_9809.JPG" /></a></div><div> </div><div>In Texas, we have been hanging out with these people (called "grandma and grandpa") who have a big back yard and two big dogs. Cosette is loving it. The big dogs have become her new pack. She loves to lounge in the shade with her new pack leader, Roxy.<br /><br /><br /><div><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451897852782713522" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEje8xNIXcvlAJhuvwRmEASww-p5hA06qFa6qTYDvi5XtQGOiiFkQYPycLiSzcNZJlAdIq-w_aUNaUUxRC5Hd5DFhccNNUiBY37lI_81Opi_a5hEpGkZn2gKVLC2bQjdDkilmoZ44Q/s320/IMG_9811.JPG" /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi_7_ZpJVkBSiD6MTHqbXx7lXCR2CJWI3OsVXy475BqRZlyJQxWcmnoFJ4EOmSKg_V3lnELJ4j6G1zyQA-uuRsXni_5JK1-L-ORPVZZL2Abg8yxNwz73ukDTtKOgenU7SnqqHFldg/s1600-h/IMG_9813.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451897610985134402" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi_7_ZpJVkBSiD6MTHqbXx7lXCR2CJWI3OsVXy475BqRZlyJQxWcmnoFJ4EOmSKg_V3lnELJ4j6G1zyQA-uuRsXni_5JK1-L-ORPVZZL2Abg8yxNwz73ukDTtKOgenU7SnqqHFldg/s320/IMG_9813.JPG" /></a></div><div> </div><div>She also loves to run around and play chase with the other big dog, named Mr. Bones.<br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiqjyVsU1jYlEFkHGdlIeUyFSE3VdYzIcCmJt2033LVp2XqKZSYBqMXUp_BkPSbaz3vTMy21QfvhQXAieLWXHuLJuAju8IRyHhYZfDO5hfWerjArOxN4-qbV82sE2TPlQMRX46PHg/s1600-h/IMG_9818.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451897318435620498" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiqjyVsU1jYlEFkHGdlIeUyFSE3VdYzIcCmJt2033LVp2XqKZSYBqMXUp_BkPSbaz3vTMy21QfvhQXAieLWXHuLJuAju8IRyHhYZfDO5hfWerjArOxN4-qbV82sE2TPlQMRX46PHg/s320/IMG_9818.JPG" /></a></div><div> </div><div> I don't think she realizes how small she is.<br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj2nvrzBeCCZKGSgc7N9KNjMOasLxK9iakHsVUHn2AODYtf1Lh0h1WJuDZ58yzcjSwm2zjdi1V2OjBhenEd-qdvC-W3nfXE7H58Axz76omWUR0wq9vMhvSIu3Cp0ZuWWhGiy83-9Q/s1600-h/IMG_9823.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451897150079284050" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj2nvrzBeCCZKGSgc7N9KNjMOasLxK9iakHsVUHn2AODYtf1Lh0h1WJuDZ58yzcjSwm2zjdi1V2OjBhenEd-qdvC-W3nfXE7H58Axz76omWUR0wq9vMhvSIu3Cp0ZuWWhGiy83-9Q/s320/IMG_9823.JPG" /></a> </div><div>Besides playing with the big dogs, she LOVES to chew on, chase, and play with sticks. </div><div><br /> </div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiz0wpQvPR64hwpy_Q5MdSIQ3-NO1Oe0NHTbiSzf0fl7agxDGDMljw8LX4-J0Zyz4ZIJy12Ycv4ek0X1-FcYHAB6d5nlC85iJTNurPLd6DEs1TtIG3qU154-5nnsKOzLIcJvzc1Xg/s1600-h/IMG_9814.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451900340992644034" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiz0wpQvPR64hwpy_Q5MdSIQ3-NO1Oe0NHTbiSzf0fl7agxDGDMljw8LX4-J0Zyz4ZIJy12Ycv4ek0X1-FcYHAB6d5nlC85iJTNurPLd6DEs1TtIG3qU154-5nnsKOzLIcJvzc1Xg/s320/IMG_9814.JPG" /></a><br />I don't hate the big yard. But I mostly enjoy hanging out with my parents inside without having the Stray around :)<br /><br /><div><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451895926150292562" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhZcp9l_QkRrlpRASf39TBdwC7A-oS8mMEmZ8GzyS78ZKslesqT__fVmZjRa5uj52mBJR-rIAXnev1hsZi7-WPDvtVay27qqHqT08WhXYkZR-o5AdVlU2aBXYGbC09GHBSohqMCCg/s320/IMG_9650.JPG" /></div><div> </div><div>And here is one of my favorite pictures from the past year - I always enjoy seeing my parents torture my sister!</div><div> </div><div> </div><div>Hopefully there is someone out there who will still read this, and hopefully my lazy parents will keep helping me post for awhile.</div><div> </div><div> </div><div>/s/ Winston, Grand Duke of Pugsworth</div></div></div></div></div></div></div>Winstonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01563212976118785314noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32468772.post-87934683937852046312009-05-04T21:01:00.000-07:002009-05-04T21:22:12.253-07:00<strong>Announcing: The 2009 Pug Gala!!</strong><br />The infamous <a href="http://www.seattlepugs.com/page5.html">pug gala</a> is this Saturday, May 9!<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgYgxonCd3pASL7ZcqjTIgUvWSHIdIc5SufLLU9az939ZGtlUqXR3S_g5MhleW8fu2H8pso6AbhfLUr04IV16roqZ7jmM1r9UMr2mXs5CwBkGtBUIi2OAAyf0PvY_74F4Pz2l2UfQ/s1600-h/IMG_7753.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332187151739445458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgYgxonCd3pASL7ZcqjTIgUvWSHIdIc5SufLLU9az939ZGtlUqXR3S_g5MhleW8fu2H8pso6AbhfLUr04IV16roqZ7jmM1r9UMr2mXs5CwBkGtBUIi2OAAyf0PvY_74F4Pz2l2UfQ/s320/IMG_7753.JPG" border="0" /></a> Cosette will be defending her kissing championship, and looking to improve her 2008 record of 102 kisses in 60 seconds.<br /><br />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!! <br /><br />/s/ Winston, Grand Duke of Pugsworth and Cosette Colbert d'Bonapug (this is a rare team post - only for a good cause)Winstonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01563212976118785314noreply@blogger.com10tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32468772.post-22930598328060209892009-04-26T21:13:00.001-07:002009-04-26T21:13:03.429-07:00Happy 1st Forever Home Day Anniversary Cosette!<div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'><p><object height='350' width='425'><param value='http://youtube.com/v/wlcItsGulEc' name='movie'/><embed height='350' width='425' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' src='http://youtube.com/v/wlcItsGulEc'/></object></p></div>Winstonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01563212976118785314noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32468772.post-55690220708761949692009-04-13T20:28:00.001-07:002009-04-13T21:52:54.271-07:00<p><strong>A Rockin' Easter Par-Tay!!!</strong><br />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.</p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj9C9WiYgivzo0mTmnhtrE3zli0uTbbt6YTWLwZDs0tZZDvJGwEaDmo9y5yu-SwkQi1wNtq-r_Ikrr_DJhyphenhyphennpXYEkpaUPKSD8UOMqFnRCKt9LLE2a0AuE3OqWcGo0_7Z969ZTURhg/s1600-h/IMG_9478.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324385702730642802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj9C9WiYgivzo0mTmnhtrE3zli0uTbbt6YTWLwZDs0tZZDvJGwEaDmo9y5yu-SwkQi1wNtq-r_Ikrr_DJhyphenhyphennpXYEkpaUPKSD8UOMqFnRCKt9LLE2a0AuE3OqWcGo0_7Z969ZTURhg/s320/IMG_9478.JPG" border="0" /></a> This is us eating the some of the treats hidden in the grass.<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjb2Vcgbbybk87-hJV5i7WVNr4TNBPEWCRhDVuMlsx3JaEw2f_4oA46Wo9yReIdvr0GNAphufQbwh4QYA0ntpeAraEvxLScxov3DHsnner9dpcULM7k7YVAkXM7_puE9VDTMquOAQ/s1600-h/IMG_9474.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324385564924671474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjb2Vcgbbybk87-hJV5i7WVNr4TNBPEWCRhDVuMlsx3JaEw2f_4oA46Wo9yReIdvr0GNAphufQbwh4QYA0ntpeAraEvxLScxov3DHsnner9dpcULM7k7YVAkXM7_puE9VDTMquOAQ/s320/IMG_9474.JPG" border="0" /></a> That's the Stray playing with some dog. Notice the wide open spaces. The Stray made use of the vastness.<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh86u82jxBhZXHzieKHDiYhDfwOHagsCfrEwluVjvaz_pAZ4m7O1Vu9KFCLSeakdzR5cqyGXw0yMnJ-1WvALcRjXHtrrLaT3kb2F-DFomESNXn3DJPdc8a91KMuIcx5fKr70S850g/s1600-h/IMG_9473.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324385455676302722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh86u82jxBhZXHzieKHDiYhDfwOHagsCfrEwluVjvaz_pAZ4m7O1Vu9KFCLSeakdzR5cqyGXw0yMnJ-1WvALcRjXHtrrLaT3kb2F-DFomESNXn3DJPdc8a91KMuIcx5fKr70S850g/s320/IMG_9473.JPG" border="0" /></a> This is Cosette's BFF Kirby. He's just about her age and has just about the same energy level.<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgnqEIcZ6JNlRkwwLGxHv3NmKeIlf1B0tXI6MhiHUHKb2RSp89q7FcYUhX9_zvAMy7v5XroU9OUd87CkfonloKYn_lnSRA1c7yVaLorx4UiEU8GPhvbNwxxoyKeeKZukTRu9RcWzQ/s1600-h/IMG_9484.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324385333465680450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgnqEIcZ6JNlRkwwLGxHv3NmKeIlf1B0tXI6MhiHUHKb2RSp89q7FcYUhX9_zvAMy7v5XroU9OUd87CkfonloKYn_lnSRA1c7yVaLorx4UiEU8GPhvbNwxxoyKeeKZukTRu9RcWzQ/s320/IMG_9484.JPG" border="0" /></a> I was having fun playing alone with my ball, but I decided to allow this pug to play with me.<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh7I9CpRaH70tBzS-LDZ3Qo1f_tihvjhuPftZfSYup6SCQT94IIFgGHR3wV5xuHAKgQyWyccY-16G1YwGfQkNM_cDcn6uc943kWRwNYWVbUl_qJ4EecNKi0GmOhLcYDM4dl5nHDPg/s1600-h/IMG_9476.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324385177113250802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh7I9CpRaH70tBzS-LDZ3Qo1f_tihvjhuPftZfSYup6SCQT94IIFgGHR3wV5xuHAKgQyWyccY-16G1YwGfQkNM_cDcn6uc943kWRwNYWVbUl_qJ4EecNKi0GmOhLcYDM4dl5nHDPg/s320/IMG_9476.JPG" border="0" /></a> Here is Cosette, wild mountain pug of Guadalajara, scanning the horizon for her next prey.<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiGgDOTJT4LgQkjmusM3acNOiJRqGeSJbT8-QsRtpU2_KqVatjql0iMwr6yzMggdOU0JnLG5KObwhTLUs1-U7n-X0-1yicYBoYGmzE-eWi0LBGVaUZdkwWcPFmqpbF13piowLqrMg/s1600-h/IMG_9477.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324385055025600322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiGgDOTJT4LgQkjmusM3acNOiJRqGeSJbT8-QsRtpU2_KqVatjql0iMwr6yzMggdOU0JnLG5KObwhTLUs1-U7n-X0-1yicYBoYGmzE-eWi0LBGVaUZdkwWcPFmqpbF13piowLqrMg/s320/IMG_9477.JPG" border="0" /></a> This is Cosette nearly becoming prey. Actually, this dog was nice but seemed to be a bit much for even a psychopath like Cosette.<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh18ZK7ft5hquqHMG6MCMCWZU0xecFruBHnIp0jXZVVL6PFupGTtERoysY3cO7RVMgHW3U_QMBL1xwRKrKypdJKP5AHEaaWKs7zOTxkgDXjGspa94PugGy6UG8w-o0-Cnme4UO8lw/s1600-h/IMG_9488.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324384029603266098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh18ZK7ft5hquqHMG6MCMCWZU0xecFruBHnIp0jXZVVL6PFupGTtERoysY3cO7RVMgHW3U_QMBL1xwRKrKypdJKP5AHEaaWKs7zOTxkgDXjGspa94PugGy6UG8w-o0-Cnme4UO8lw/s320/IMG_9488.JPG" border="0" /></a> 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.<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgf4tkRqLUtSWW0gAjE9VLhJVi-B1IG4Fp45CEpWxkXLbAlEWR8zAcRRn8pUM7k-eV6TsuHX1rK0ne74pDKp1rRDNS59XgL4P6otJ8v5qxy-14Z5-Kf38MZSkUkr6EO21RhMxa7AQ/s1600-h/IMG_9486.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324383910242704658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgf4tkRqLUtSWW0gAjE9VLhJVi-B1IG4Fp45CEpWxkXLbAlEWR8zAcRRn8pUM7k-eV6TsuHX1rK0ne74pDKp1rRDNS59XgL4P6otJ8v5qxy-14Z5-Kf38MZSkUkr6EO21RhMxa7AQ/s320/IMG_9486.JPG" border="0" /></a> 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. </div><div> </div><div>Snarf everydog later,</div><div>/s/ Winston, Grand Duke of Pugsworth</div></div></div></div></div></div></div>Winstonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01563212976118785314noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32468772.post-88582868840910279132009-03-16T21:03:00.000-07:002009-03-16T21:16:45.789-07:00<div><strong>Happy St. Pugtricks Day!!</strong></div><br /><div></div><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjx41HnzxU2Gz9ADP-WqE7fjVwtTKRWl4aQiDb9y2mISc_6fBykXQpg9cf6x53S0dZmNToRVspr0yApApd5qCJ_YkBPCD77626edQvSf2DOoeShJ1-U-f1JCOj203MK-qn2E7MLyA/s1600-h/IMG_9459.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314003012433396786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjx41HnzxU2Gz9ADP-WqE7fjVwtTKRWl4aQiDb9y2mISc_6fBykXQpg9cf6x53S0dZmNToRVspr0yApApd5qCJ_YkBPCD77626edQvSf2DOoeShJ1-U-f1JCOj203MK-qn2E7MLyA/s320/IMG_9459.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhlauARuH_Mh7E0RJnFzJGhE4OMT02ASYkq2_IH-jmY6Tj13DLlhOR38mhJ_p37k45kCPcXXXXtAprWvsOBxvYyiYjn4ywoxYNg4822Rw4my7L1rxK72XVjQQ1zMmdMgiEy5PQwFQ/s1600-h/IMG_9453.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314002781034416370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhlauARuH_Mh7E0RJnFzJGhE4OMT02ASYkq2_IH-jmY6Tj13DLlhOR38mhJ_p37k45kCPcXXXXtAprWvsOBxvYyiYjn4ywoxYNg4822Rw4my7L1rxK72XVjQQ1zMmdMgiEy5PQwFQ/s320/IMG_9453.JPG" border="0" /></a> 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.</div><br /><div></div><br /><div>Snarf everydog later, </div><div>/s/ Winston, Grand Duke of Pugsworth </div></div>Winstonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01563212976118785314noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32468772.post-20647109139461746492009-03-03T20:46:00.000-08:002009-03-03T21:43:13.366-08:00<strong>HAPPY BIRTHDAY COSETTE!!!</strong><br />Our baby girl is ONE today!! It's hard to believe but Duchess Cosette Colbert d'Bonapug is officially no longer a pup!<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjx65-Sb8gY1vTY345MOV3wiLJJuMD1NLVXGL8FaJZjel_8bBrF0lHgk2N1ux_dJLjW6BMW4Xa5YSyXy_3OyqtRNfAA89O1qaCxGhFoBHzsbl89AracqTPljQI7n3ABNdPV-9SyBw/s1600-h/IMG_7147.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309192405329910834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjx65-Sb8gY1vTY345MOV3wiLJJuMD1NLVXGL8FaJZjel_8bBrF0lHgk2N1ux_dJLjW6BMW4Xa5YSyXy_3OyqtRNfAA89O1qaCxGhFoBHzsbl89AracqTPljQI7n3ABNdPV-9SyBw/s320/IMG_7147.JPG" border="0" /></a> 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.<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEidYuRMDuKUdWb01ESCZkZ0SuMyMmNShZHt-nzNOGkJftZPzs2rKpLxvKh1REkcqe36b-RFW8nbsKH0bwoilkFx4T86mkpKypH34bmpHpyUdeyfY59UIbN2PaGL5DF2g-GwzRr7Jg/s1600-h/006.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309192198991402914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEidYuRMDuKUdWb01ESCZkZ0SuMyMmNShZHt-nzNOGkJftZPzs2rKpLxvKh1REkcqe36b-RFW8nbsKH0bwoilkFx4T86mkpKypH34bmpHpyUdeyfY59UIbN2PaGL5DF2g-GwzRr7Jg/s320/006.jpg" border="0" /></a> Here she is at 3 weeks old, her crazy personality already showing.<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEglK5CTG1gNXjjv8Up7k-KGMWOYNyVRwK0tF6X91vw39EVFUoUrEZkl3RFgmKcqsmdR7G0QgP-L_NOgsA-0t6btkoFac4_bmb1r0njcoVtypZGix3QktbvE0cCTKzkWXiHobF5bgA/s1600-h/IMG_7396.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309192050930159106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEglK5CTG1gNXjjv8Up7k-KGMWOYNyVRwK0tF6X91vw39EVFUoUrEZkl3RFgmKcqsmdR7G0QgP-L_NOgsA-0t6btkoFac4_bmb1r0njcoVtypZGix3QktbvE0cCTKzkWXiHobF5bgA/s320/IMG_7396.JPG" border="0" /></a> She was an expert snuggler as soon as we got her in the car at the breeder's house.<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEilc3607NB4Ln69MuynZoxqYdzgpVmZODQYF4qm93-0tsz_9lMjIF4JjSEAmdVUtOwVJeHNmIh7EEAlnbaRp3V2kK-Q0KfSsb-izeGM793rvhlBNfDaBQeDX_RuIeSaHZ2GpaDC9Q/s1600-h/IMG_7441.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309191897946221906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEilc3607NB4Ln69MuynZoxqYdzgpVmZODQYF4qm93-0tsz_9lMjIF4JjSEAmdVUtOwVJeHNmIh7EEAlnbaRp3V2kK-Q0KfSsb-izeGM793rvhlBNfDaBQeDX_RuIeSaHZ2GpaDC9Q/s320/IMG_7441.JPG" border="0" /></a> 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.<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhkjnB73NWc8LDXJ_BAHlM1Nj9TgtOqoUBBBATCaBfoo0iWMVP-IWs3jdCmEvB1GNiXPSGTFtXTa6eA_KmrRHZn5fnwqvv1JaX1Lnc_z4PVm7NLZmV5ERVy4Ix0IAd2aMOCI1J-lg/s1600-h/IMG_8026.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309191659274563570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhkjnB73NWc8LDXJ_BAHlM1Nj9TgtOqoUBBBATCaBfoo0iWMVP-IWs3jdCmEvB1GNiXPSGTFtXTa6eA_KmrRHZn5fnwqvv1JaX1Lnc_z4PVm7NLZmV5ERVy4Ix0IAd2aMOCI1J-lg/s320/IMG_8026.JPG" border="0" /></a> 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.<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi-mhMTRUDXret-PldeWBl_4yf7AsqoeTCiKy-NMw0alChksxt8NPiiuKvrdeUFjPmxB8jADeNEzfVk1EdYucXDCCSkScXuqgTg5yL5POAbLW8RG8_UA5wVNiU7C5V26cwlHIJb0A/s1600-h/IMG_7623.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309191218627635874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi-mhMTRUDXret-PldeWBl_4yf7AsqoeTCiKy-NMw0alChksxt8NPiiuKvrdeUFjPmxB8jADeNEzfVk1EdYucXDCCSkScXuqgTg5yL5POAbLW8RG8_UA5wVNiU7C5V26cwlHIJb0A/s320/IMG_7623.JPG" border="0" /></a> This is her first dress. Isn't she PREEEE-TAY!!<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiuy-HeAIelljS9NQiz5Z-UTIpGEM9hmd4QTjs5KXNOIJjpMmeaYTj0JVNTkJgbql8rSvdT5wsAnQ1kVYfSUd4SKgoj6-HE7HdnXyoPC5yTJn0ZGlyn4fOEjfiAiVWNq8dtCGA_OA/s1600-h/IMG_8363.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309191031295951586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiuy-HeAIelljS9NQiz5Z-UTIpGEM9hmd4QTjs5KXNOIJjpMmeaYTj0JVNTkJgbql8rSvdT5wsAnQ1kVYfSUd4SKgoj6-HE7HdnXyoPC5yTJn0ZGlyn4fOEjfiAiVWNq8dtCGA_OA/s320/IMG_8363.JPG" border="0" /></a> 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). <br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh0RsQPukrst4Pa1qPan-uDqEbtH7ekLke4w-Lm95xBGsfn2UGYCe264BPT7SG96rvmF_QZ1XNMs-kKBxo3QgY-YlxnRTSqVRygpaJxLLiG4LF5ViuUHbM9lDBT9e68y0eZIDfPSg/s1600-h/IMG_9336a.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309190330649673554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 211px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh0RsQPukrst4Pa1qPan-uDqEbtH7ekLke4w-Lm95xBGsfn2UGYCe264BPT7SG96rvmF_QZ1XNMs-kKBxo3QgY-YlxnRTSqVRygpaJxLLiG4LF5ViuUHbM9lDBT9e68y0eZIDfPSg/s320/IMG_9336a.jpg" border="0" /></a> She loved her first exposure to snow.<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQcHUzAbzLDAtjg8sfmldCFS4h2a8smguFIsNJcLcJzaBJizccasDDPvz9Wi0B-8pfXi4kh_s3ipwsLxlmEAJ-P6Y57rAjtXi0Y9lgDU9pf4p4K7RGhY8N0tpk0DqqcZTrGwvGDQ/s1600-h/IMG_8773.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309189972788462706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQcHUzAbzLDAtjg8sfmldCFS4h2a8smguFIsNJcLcJzaBJizccasDDPvz9Wi0B-8pfXi4kh_s3ipwsLxlmEAJ-P6Y57rAjtXi0Y9lgDU9pf4p4K7RGhY8N0tpk0DqqcZTrGwvGDQ/s320/IMG_8773.JPG" border="0" /></a> Her pretty little red dress.<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi-mVByYTBZvZ9j3oQUoWH3A1j0Fe3-vC4dL21pUOpDapljWgSjSBVobUKD_BgiJ7j8Y1r7uEcILPaayHv04b5zwSD0Y6okNy0bFCrfU2UBROF-pQFIDpe9hF-3G0K-KalLdF4GEw/s1600-h/IMG_9419.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309189741158654594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi-mVByYTBZvZ9j3oQUoWH3A1j0Fe3-vC4dL21pUOpDapljWgSjSBVobUKD_BgiJ7j8Y1r7uEcILPaayHv04b5zwSD0Y6okNy0bFCrfU2UBROF-pQFIDpe9hF-3G0K-KalLdF4GEw/s320/IMG_9419.JPG" border="0" /></a> Stealing Winston's crown!!<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiDoNikdKlwnAxoHmoiNr5MvqR_N_BtlDteY2k9J7mV-natsnkowa-IrsIlNYDurzJlJdWLAvB4x-9VJcwObKjdoz4-YkKRz3kRSLMH53mdFoX6-fOwnFNUAQudeni4F3jHPw6Omw/s1600-h/IMG_9444.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309189567540412578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiDoNikdKlwnAxoHmoiNr5MvqR_N_BtlDteY2k9J7mV-natsnkowa-IrsIlNYDurzJlJdWLAvB4x-9VJcwObKjdoz4-YkKRz3kRSLMH53mdFoX6-fOwnFNUAQudeni4F3jHPw6Omw/s320/IMG_9444.JPG" border="0" /></a> She is lucky she is so cute, or else she would have been in soooooooooooooo much trouble by now. </div><div> </div><div>Happy birthday to our little girl!!!!</div><div>The Parents (and Winston)</div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div>Winstonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01563212976118785314noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32468772.post-40847542444043126232009-03-01T19:38:00.000-08:002009-03-01T21:42:01.195-08:00<strong>Hello loyal reader!</strong><br />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!!<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhinyUEQCNOWvbLKFct5uFvQRAtzRKygLTq_lvO4F4RRQznzSZipRXuKz2_-MAB1OOJrnnhXjEKgLXr5xJYmBDkefMH5f9AGRObP_7ETtdcK5UZtrqxZWBpgRa3TmTrvryufwCzEg/s1600-h/C+snuggle+with+Daddy2.bmp"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308430408862567330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhinyUEQCNOWvbLKFct5uFvQRAtzRKygLTq_lvO4F4RRQznzSZipRXuKz2_-MAB1OOJrnnhXjEKgLXr5xJYmBDkefMH5f9AGRObP_7ETtdcK5UZtrqxZWBpgRa3TmTrvryufwCzEg/s320/C+snuggle+with+Daddy2.bmp" border="0" /></a>I thought only mommys got pregnant - I wonder what kind of evil spawn could be inside Daddy's belly??<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgZeSts_ERSvsWzw5VnWBBD-Sl8zq_mlE95SIbMS8izLk_iGgnKF3oQIHrgyGf4nS30l-OH8quPE6VbK8mTXLwwSFGuZ2mXmyARnG49kPfiaPcOQIebi7yZuq4js2wxhlXTZ-o9TA/s1600-h/C+snuggle+with+Daddy.bmp"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308430291501675506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgZeSts_ERSvsWzw5VnWBBD-Sl8zq_mlE95SIbMS8izLk_iGgnKF3oQIHrgyGf4nS30l-OH8quPE6VbK8mTXLwwSFGuZ2mXmyARnG49kPfiaPcOQIebi7yZuq4js2wxhlXTZ-o9TA/s320/C+snuggle+with+Daddy.bmp" border="0" /></a> 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.<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh0FnwoX1wKVh8phBrheLk09O17sn1lwXjJZwGs1D-pyS1mL__zgE747Dq-aGFi53QiKJNeHquQAlmj6AGntmMdzF-jyDYEYux8ZY2mBIsNop75cTlxT0PQ1PkDQZIkWJpF_6PKfw/s1600-h/C+crazy.bmp"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308430180225106818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh0FnwoX1wKVh8phBrheLk09O17sn1lwXjJZwGs1D-pyS1mL__zgE747Dq-aGFi53QiKJNeHquQAlmj6AGntmMdzF-jyDYEYux8ZY2mBIsNop75cTlxT0PQ1PkDQZIkWJpF_6PKfw/s320/C+crazy.bmp" border="0" /></a> We have not been doing much around the Pugsworth-d'Bonapug house these days. Cosette is her crazy self.<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhA5XGhNL-pRY9AJ26ay6cyu8XpDwC5hPhUG0li1gXUAm-_Pe9JTyBhEhH-sHwLKd0EPKvAiIx1ESZf9keG5FBlywaIMzW_vKPzqZlZ9zL5ku2Hjofjw0yxx692-_AsgvBRH32Vmw/s1600-h/W.bmp"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308430049170282466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhA5XGhNL-pRY9AJ26ay6cyu8XpDwC5hPhUG0li1gXUAm-_Pe9JTyBhEhH-sHwLKd0EPKvAiIx1ESZf9keG5FBlywaIMzW_vKPzqZlZ9zL5ku2Hjofjw0yxx692-_AsgvBRH32Vmw/s320/W.bmp" border="0" /></a> I am my handsome, studly self, just chillin' like a villian.<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj9r9c6p5G4pZvJY_8WDMcRGeqJcb4rwTBbRsgrZrD5DM5MIe5JOdMt5JY9AuLPG_zq0TIoGZ8ZM5viEM_JgGaix0iyvYdvu0wchIyEVPmnjWQTmh4hLE0ZhHfBeAdAEJQs_wtUbQ/s1600-h/C+football.bmp"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308429958333390722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj9r9c6p5G4pZvJY_8WDMcRGeqJcb4rwTBbRsgrZrD5DM5MIe5JOdMt5JY9AuLPG_zq0TIoGZ8ZM5viEM_JgGaix0iyvYdvu0wchIyEVPmnjWQTmh4hLE0ZhHfBeAdAEJQs_wtUbQ/s320/C+football.bmp" border="0" /></a> Cosette has slowly been claiming every single one of my old toys for herself.<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjIozGdmh3XU8cKWkBQcbIjzb6Jxg6-Fakh8GxdXf0PoWfQq5N0Z5PZWUANbyJjSJ5t_smAE3cmtntXTR8LM2vIIYl3PjCMmI-whKtdV-NmDJQbJDoTa-iDMo5YynU3z04tNJ9t4g/s1600-h/C+window.bmp"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308429840879044994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjIozGdmh3XU8cKWkBQcbIjzb6Jxg6-Fakh8GxdXf0PoWfQq5N0Z5PZWUANbyJjSJ5t_smAE3cmtntXTR8LM2vIIYl3PjCMmI-whKtdV-NmDJQbJDoTa-iDMo5YynU3z04tNJ9t4g/s320/C+window.bmp" border="0" /></a> 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!</div><br /><div>Snarf everydog later,</div><div>/s/ Winston, Grand Duke of Pugsworth</div></div></div></div></div>Winstonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01563212976118785314noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32468772.post-12670241003058160052009-02-01T10:57:00.000-08:002009-02-01T22:07:01.111-08:00<strong>Change in Leadership at the Pugsworth-d'Bonapug Household</strong><br />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.<br /><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgMhgGID2Po66tUWsrTTzHFdjggS0mdMDbP1eoPmb3UkZa_rQgXrcPXq-A_IR4kf7kHY23b_u8mfbgMD-6T_XF7poazYfBi3_4ZZQorRWm8ca_L9XMOqttjW-DZnK47-SkCqw6qEA/s1600-h/IMG_0298.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297908810760561794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgMhgGID2Po66tUWsrTTzHFdjggS0mdMDbP1eoPmb3UkZa_rQgXrcPXq-A_IR4kf7kHY23b_u8mfbgMD-6T_XF7poazYfBi3_4ZZQorRWm8ca_L9XMOqttjW-DZnK47-SkCqw6qEA/s320/IMG_0298.JPG" border="0" /></a> Cosette and I bonded with Mommy from the very first day we came home.<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEixQpN31a9eoEW4a-HioICHCBP14buEfYS9Bnuk5DaXXEBPaGMmny64Z8FAX5APSU9PSHqfJ8nW_ra98nOM9ikTX5IzetVj3clNjRFBUsfBvTstCycfq3yjZYa8xPhQ2ho68giZVg/s1600-h/IMG_7372.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297908529623624066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEixQpN31a9eoEW4a-HioICHCBP14buEfYS9Bnuk5DaXXEBPaGMmny64Z8FAX5APSU9PSHqfJ8nW_ra98nOM9ikTX5IzetVj3clNjRFBUsfBvTstCycfq3yjZYa8xPhQ2ho68giZVg/s320/IMG_7372.JPG" border="0" /></a> 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.<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj37u1lSPyJKth2fYIUJVufvTX-xA-BvM-I1BlQop-CjuzZ9ufN7LKdqnB-UeA8vsfw4AE3wjCMENh42h36wjwD-Pg_wfNnHySKhXnIZPRsLtsjbJSLocHZp8PoguJfFpEWSPFYJw/s1600-h/W+and+C2.bmp"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297908200781932642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj37u1lSPyJKth2fYIUJVufvTX-xA-BvM-I1BlQop-CjuzZ9ufN7LKdqnB-UeA8vsfw4AE3wjCMENh42h36wjwD-Pg_wfNnHySKhXnIZPRsLtsjbJSLocHZp8PoguJfFpEWSPFYJw/s320/W+and+C2.bmp" border="0" /></a>Now that she is gone... Daddy, you are going to feed us, right??<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhd0JsRNtrzgufQpNNMgXZB5pT6Ckzisb1M61zMNS5YbYONIsdpDx8faXm2K4c3v8FTQk9G9Z_V-wOmINwO1ct2LcXCfCrSC9ecCYqkNVKCxyBhAXfxp4flGKKdPeGnxWImPsu3IQ/s1600-h/C+closeup.bmp"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297907861085317810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhd0JsRNtrzgufQpNNMgXZB5pT6Ckzisb1M61zMNS5YbYONIsdpDx8faXm2K4c3v8FTQk9G9Z_V-wOmINwO1ct2LcXCfCrSC9ecCYqkNVKCxyBhAXfxp4flGKKdPeGnxWImPsu3IQ/s320/C+closeup.bmp" border="0" /></a> Daddy, you are going to snuggle with us too, right??? </div><div><br /><div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgEjmk1mXP2r2n_VvrRhbxqA5rkERYkH9ynNexMzazn5mAoADKiLqqF8PN9RtvZdALhoAW06J_wSRH5GvbQcYEyG7Vz-dypmQjzv5RsUn_GXd5-ceFELH01cbI5daXbhlnhXt-ItA/s1600-h/IMG_7439.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297907109185019106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgEjmk1mXP2r2n_VvrRhbxqA5rkERYkH9ynNexMzazn5mAoADKiLqqF8PN9RtvZdALhoAW06J_wSRH5GvbQcYEyG7Vz-dypmQjzv5RsUn_GXd5-ceFELH01cbI5daXbhlnhXt-ItA/s320/IMG_7439.JPG" border="0" /></a> At least we know Daddy is a great kisser!<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEju-E0G6IDXw2Tv18b5XW6uT8JwFLHTJK8HLSvQKtX2SCwZYd34JipUj-swwc96F0LcJhBFuHnB4ieaBEAC-ByFebi5nAXU-tUsXyv_D_1fGl0SSfIzYg9ALXzqnT_x_X8buREBCw/s1600-h/IMG_0423.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297906609857834562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEju-E0G6IDXw2Tv18b5XW6uT8JwFLHTJK8HLSvQKtX2SCwZYd34JipUj-swwc96F0LcJhBFuHnB4ieaBEAC-ByFebi5nAXU-tUsXyv_D_1fGl0SSfIzYg9ALXzqnT_x_X8buREBCw/s320/IMG_0423.JPG" border="0" /></a> 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.<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiKwJOSF5zSghuZJGmDRisyjD_wmhco1HcmVRZOzloYeS8X5qKu0i9dGX3GTrPoFXag4m6Oy_oOt2KgNdiMwb514yJARQKzz6w4NvWBUthHf3rqnF2Ik0RTGDvipuI3yhMWcqPTHQ/s1600-h/IMG_1713a.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297906140228767058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 243px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiKwJOSF5zSghuZJGmDRisyjD_wmhco1HcmVRZOzloYeS8X5qKu0i9dGX3GTrPoFXag4m6Oy_oOt2KgNdiMwb514yJARQKzz6w4NvWBUthHf3rqnF2Ik0RTGDvipuI3yhMWcqPTHQ/s320/IMG_1713a.jpg" border="0" /></a> 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.<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjamxfgSL7BkagNqMY9wcvLn6SPcS5TPS2sfE-a7ffk9rTa4HRJpVuOnSxRwwqcz7JEQYBxKgPZrmoxCLs3WhhBCfwUddNyMPLf5R-uYEfyplHs1BO1Rmo8Z_PkAT_3CnwdWGH9fQ/s1600-h/IMG_4178.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297905731927677890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjamxfgSL7BkagNqMY9wcvLn6SPcS5TPS2sfE-a7ffk9rTa4HRJpVuOnSxRwwqcz7JEQYBxKgPZrmoxCLs3WhhBCfwUddNyMPLf5R-uYEfyplHs1BO1Rmo8Z_PkAT_3CnwdWGH9fQ/s320/IMG_4178.JPG" border="0" /></a> Daddy even lets us share his ice cream!<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhwpiIG36xwmfd2pnFlPBGaTGLWK2QXTzMILjVb1PbvcQ3ZuNx6jS3JJahj28Af4S9L_D4599dg17XVOjPsxvJDtS8J_t2GzrmMoYeTZl_H3J_JZPr9q2WEiWQYeK_o4se3lKcvwg/s1600-h/both+sleeping.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297905295756890242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhwpiIG36xwmfd2pnFlPBGaTGLWK2QXTzMILjVb1PbvcQ3ZuNx6jS3JJahj28Af4S9L_D4599dg17XVOjPsxvJDtS8J_t2GzrmMoYeTZl_H3J_JZPr9q2WEiWQYeK_o4se3lKcvwg/s320/both+sleeping.jpg" border="0" /></a> 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.<br /><br />Snarf everydog later, </div><div>/s/ Winston, Grand Duke of Pugsworth </div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div>Winstonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01563212976118785314noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32468772.post-35327653008880631022009-01-19T19:32:00.000-08:002009-01-19T21:30:06.110-08:00<p><strong>Checking in to Report Nothingness</strong></p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhBt-rTlgak7pykb5dsFFQ4VOXQMnOR2nAZfzfobCsflGcVvdYA6_Rx0H4FqtX9ycGg5hvQR0P7sKSbfw4Rkbu_i0SlQ3i687c-uxQuzHK-FeGk4H0m1BbfYACms0ehsDWs0MOBvQ/s1600-h/Winston.bmp"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293214681040173666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhBt-rTlgak7pykb5dsFFQ4VOXQMnOR2nAZfzfobCsflGcVvdYA6_Rx0H4FqtX9ycGg5hvQR0P7sKSbfw4Rkbu_i0SlQ3i687c-uxQuzHK-FeGk4H0m1BbfYACms0ehsDWs0MOBvQ/s320/Winston.bmp" border="0" /></a>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.<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgy4sw6Rgw4zuNJS6Vo_yxhXmb-WGTI20qANJl6SiWX-s24rk35RcvvqLJEb4oHQwytWaZv5BKpwsCdoF2gVSXHryAB69mqfg8M3gDLTBtxgUUJRlQWcPjJxWhBJDsotwdQ4NdjcA/s1600-h/IMG_9022.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293214606534545554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgy4sw6Rgw4zuNJS6Vo_yxhXmb-WGTI20qANJl6SiWX-s24rk35RcvvqLJEb4oHQwytWaZv5BKpwsCdoF2gVSXHryAB69mqfg8M3gDLTBtxgUUJRlQWcPjJxWhBJDsotwdQ4NdjcA/s320/IMG_9022.JPG" border="0" /></a> 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 lounge...it is hard beinga pug after-all.<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgle4U0bTh9KYXWPz80XwWCif5Obs2OslSLGIRHejL4V6tQiwIpkvm0bcb9itMyMbjRmRrT39VR-od1odS6N4EB5DMzv2SE2eO5NJSK1h7HKa8TwPM4YImP4sq0YiapV8NOaAHyjg/s1600-h/IMG_8971.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293214456326901794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgle4U0bTh9KYXWPz80XwWCif5Obs2OslSLGIRHejL4V6tQiwIpkvm0bcb9itMyMbjRmRrT39VR-od1odS6N4EB5DMzv2SE2eO5NJSK1h7HKa8TwPM4YImP4sq0YiapV8NOaAHyjg/s320/IMG_8971.JPG" border="0" /></a> 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.<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjiXRW-nrrO04sytYTV4nvTtOq8K28DNfRk36co4ohSQ0dqIioXxQj_pAdrpOxfee_zJ1woe0kfxn3usRwb3SZSiVWTIsEwdNncvH-RMnQX1H3gpRvN1XiBdK0etuFYYSGKcwwp-w/s1600-h/IMG_8975.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293214374208123282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjiXRW-nrrO04sytYTV4nvTtOq8K28DNfRk36co4ohSQ0dqIioXxQj_pAdrpOxfee_zJ1woe0kfxn3usRwb3SZSiVWTIsEwdNncvH-RMnQX1H3gpRvN1XiBdK0etuFYYSGKcwwp-w/s320/IMG_8975.JPG" border="0" /></a>After I am tired of sleeping on my human's lap, I switch to the couch cushion above their head.<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh9ueIPfEazFAcV2oeIWCj8uLB2nKDCD-TTExgPwciwcxTRgri1FAsUEZ6ouiFhggs26RVIihyJfIzCtvR2bRYskJVwJFx5AdgR4gv_NfManEyEkYZqTbGHduK47_DGx3yTTRnERQ/s1600-h/IMG_8953.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293214235194592914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh9ueIPfEazFAcV2oeIWCj8uLB2nKDCD-TTExgPwciwcxTRgri1FAsUEZ6ouiFhggs26RVIihyJfIzCtvR2bRYskJVwJFx5AdgR4gv_NfManEyEkYZqTbGHduK47_DGx3yTTRnERQ/s320/IMG_8953.JPG" border="0" /></a>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.<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi6vHKyuo8a1_DgIVfGbLcg59C0bLg3ik0p_8UguBoLl92Lg5-2gUgRYIWIHR3l7UK5pKXMVnodJ_1TVeFavdp4OPV6zNpqq6WkXApu8_s-t4ghruC_X_Gyr9vCylkN89I7Dks29A/s1600-h/IMG_8919.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293214066570148626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi6vHKyuo8a1_DgIVfGbLcg59C0bLg3ik0p_8UguBoLl92Lg5-2gUgRYIWIHR3l7UK5pKXMVnodJ_1TVeFavdp4OPV6zNpqq6WkXApu8_s-t4ghruC_X_Gyr9vCylkN89I7Dks29A/s320/IMG_8919.JPG" border="0" /></a> Sometimes I still enjoy snuggling with a snuggle toy. I cannot just give snuggles, sometimes I need to receive.<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjiCYFWZu-doVYU44ypRpOCmPy23EcDCJNy3w_mAkVi8jZsuOYFkGrw1w-7W4U2ypDzAnptrNt5dOWY8iN4zLDEl1_zsaHtbUAEyKJarw4XdG6Jwaq1ZfJodQVOZ1iRABBHNF4o-A/s1600-h/IMG_8159.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293213872125208770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjiCYFWZu-doVYU44ypRpOCmPy23EcDCJNy3w_mAkVi8jZsuOYFkGrw1w-7W4U2ypDzAnptrNt5dOWY8iN4zLDEl1_zsaHtbUAEyKJarw4XdG6Jwaq1ZfJodQVOZ1iRABBHNF4o-A/s320/IMG_8159.JPG" border="0" /></a> 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?</div><div> </div><div>Snarf everydog later,</div><div>/s/ Winston, Grand Duke of Pugsworth</div></div></div></div></div></div>Winstonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01563212976118785314noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32468772.post-86924914443443705702009-01-04T20:56:00.000-08:002009-01-04T22:02:41.074-08:00<strong>The Great Blizzard of '08</strong><br />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. <br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgmXGzryEm89fHBJoUH7vbcPZTD9EsPZeuOjOtAht1qVKzUhQRcqIKPEGz5-BQ6sGligaQlJgclaezQLXblwpct4aDxkQlKqXvoDwOwqyn-Qic5Fj9Cf2KlYJZsJK_dLKfn9DKqog/s1600-h/IMG_9333.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287670259465747298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgmXGzryEm89fHBJoUH7vbcPZTD9EsPZeuOjOtAht1qVKzUhQRcqIKPEGz5-BQ6sGligaQlJgclaezQLXblwpct4aDxkQlKqXvoDwOwqyn-Qic5Fj9Cf2KlYJZsJK_dLKfn9DKqog/s320/IMG_9333.JPG" border="0" /></a>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.<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj9EbQnDJpAFQNT_cWpeWdwXNt9UGmRMUXav7ibVeIeSN3B3Hu4GdlR5vRYB3ucT5iDz1ScTuqD_0sjXIzLTRZSzP-OI47pd6zWMK-2NZTClYTwib0nFmgtrDKOuLw7uAB6lwzfJA/s1600-h/IMG_9332.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287670133123568322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj9EbQnDJpAFQNT_cWpeWdwXNt9UGmRMUXav7ibVeIeSN3B3Hu4GdlR5vRYB3ucT5iDz1ScTuqD_0sjXIzLTRZSzP-OI47pd6zWMK-2NZTClYTwib0nFmgtrDKOuLw7uAB6lwzfJA/s320/IMG_9332.JPG" border="0" /></a> 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.<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhEOB8zDVx30Hf7BAavuIvOU7bda_joXFEPUq33_o1tca15bpzzUcp02OyvMSiEKS56DDbphs3-Dw2Z416mQDn9LqOBpTC9uVdW8XVGjLfYedeBBJCVN_d7f5qTSNvZ-eH5V4V_5g/s1600-h/IMG_9324.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287669936525500130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhEOB8zDVx30Hf7BAavuIvOU7bda_joXFEPUq33_o1tca15bpzzUcp02OyvMSiEKS56DDbphs3-Dw2Z416mQDn9LqOBpTC9uVdW8XVGjLfYedeBBJCVN_d7f5qTSNvZ-eH5V4V_5g/s320/IMG_9324.JPG" border="0" /></a>The me and the Stray decided to try our luck bounding through it, and it was a little fun.<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiaBLMGDVRZwYA5p2PkD3IdHFLeSsUEH6-jm5WJzS5p1UECGGp-tayNq-sdtLEb2VwLDYYhB0DxEkWg5ejUBP9dNk7gCKZvPVE5x5T8Hl3ROqQA15x_UMHaG-uQK5D3Sy-Pkq2gzw/s1600-h/IMG_9326.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287669821411046818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiaBLMGDVRZwYA5p2PkD3IdHFLeSsUEH6-jm5WJzS5p1UECGGp-tayNq-sdtLEb2VwLDYYhB0DxEkWg5ejUBP9dNk7gCKZvPVE5x5T8Hl3ROqQA15x_UMHaG-uQK5D3Sy-Pkq2gzw/s320/IMG_9326.JPG" border="0" /></a> 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.<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgjLYnMnIbqKbtC6Ut_cO6urHcnAPPbCVBnUVAYd92IwpRfpixg1EdSDHsbnQqO_zGeJygQTWdlRrvMQ-EIZA4VkMB6oAiDqJS8F0MBqeG666oeA7cesYH2NCOo49netFwn_n3NKw/s1600-h/IMG_9325.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287669726294054162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgjLYnMnIbqKbtC6Ut_cO6urHcnAPPbCVBnUVAYd92IwpRfpixg1EdSDHsbnQqO_zGeJygQTWdlRrvMQ-EIZA4VkMB6oAiDqJS8F0MBqeG666oeA7cesYH2NCOo49netFwn_n3NKw/s320/IMG_9325.JPG" border="0" /></a> The Stray, being dumb and happy just kept running around like a fool.<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgpLmAIQJOF6VT6Ung_jEiFa1BZTJ3g9BARmY8cp2YDSlpMxC8kIVk5CzA65NMhYhlcA9f0wth_IS2nAZw2L0CHCfuVxtANONWFYpd2Y0kvm9RZq36NdnIoRrJ2Ww8QzAu5vSQsOQ/s1600-h/IMG_9328.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287669636153855810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgpLmAIQJOF6VT6Ung_jEiFa1BZTJ3g9BARmY8cp2YDSlpMxC8kIVk5CzA65NMhYhlcA9f0wth_IS2nAZw2L0CHCfuVxtANONWFYpd2Y0kvm9RZq36NdnIoRrJ2Ww8QzAu5vSQsOQ/s320/IMG_9328.JPG" border="0" /></a> She allowed Mommy to put a jacket on her to keep her warm.<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh5EmN21yYG5Pp1HFYSfe9fR8D_EF4kiRgpRaHZ0qLxOo2-SOTTVPmBiYgNTTvvhjRnm33bXrrc0aHNJjC56Fu842I4IStuKw6-p60eq3HgotDE6m6Cx1eTblGaWTb3_Indw7bgVw/s1600-h/IMG_9336.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287669460819991314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh5EmN21yYG5Pp1HFYSfe9fR8D_EF4kiRgpRaHZ0qLxOo2-SOTTVPmBiYgNTTvvhjRnm33bXrrc0aHNJjC56Fu842I4IStuKw6-p60eq3HgotDE6m6Cx1eTblGaWTb3_Indw7bgVw/s320/IMG_9336.JPG" border="0" /></a>I practically begged her to stop playing so that we could get inside. I should have just TOLD her we were going inside.<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiV6DjPahz4MZlkIib8YPViFEwSwQzyqIKm4U1ChruSO-TNqy52p4CZoWGQbyU4yg-juXfw9rWyklbkYPcTrlHgd5yB1TxpBkFZsPN1pLO0_WepY4DswSBDg6hMuPS7o0WPbPKc4A/s1600-h/IMG_9342.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287669360052638242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiV6DjPahz4MZlkIib8YPViFEwSwQzyqIKm4U1ChruSO-TNqy52p4CZoWGQbyU4yg-juXfw9rWyklbkYPcTrlHgd5yB1TxpBkFZsPN1pLO0_WepY4DswSBDg6hMuPS7o0WPbPKc4A/s320/IMG_9342.JPG" border="0" /></a>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. <div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div><br /><p><br /><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dz2RgblE7BfFBW6zZs7tfHXJSIrBNsqAAkMC9Mh4LHVcrVTtlPKNiIBGgDnT4jIe3JptsE42zS43us' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe></p><p>Here is a little puggy snow playtime.</p><p>Snarf Everydog later,</p><p>Winston, Grand Duke of Pugsworth</p><p> </p>Winstonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01563212976118785314noreply@blogger.com10tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32468772.post-80871100961117331092008-12-30T20:25:00.000-08:002008-12-30T21:55:30.588-08:00<strong>Merry Christmas!!</strong><br />Sorry we haven't posted in a long time, but we have been snowed-in in Seattle. I know what you are going to say, you ought to have been able to post more with the hoomans at home; but it actually does not work that way. Cold weather puts people and pugs alike into a bear-like hibernation. So, ergo, no posts.<br /><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiamkuPCPobH4x1AhovmCF70yU4bnRWwAVdB00DGQknr-MB-QbcV_TLh9MHZFbCwMKcQhjXVKFVBy2cy-yHEmsTGK7NKhtGtT-XVDA9goEtMo8KU72Jpkmyl4GrR1qWJFpsEFVviQ/s1600-h/IMG_9311.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285807032001176210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiamkuPCPobH4x1AhovmCF70yU4bnRWwAVdB00DGQknr-MB-QbcV_TLh9MHZFbCwMKcQhjXVKFVBy2cy-yHEmsTGK7NKhtGtT-XVDA9goEtMo8KU72Jpkmyl4GrR1qWJFpsEFVviQ/s320/IMG_9311.JPG" border="0" /></a> This fat man brings us presents. That's all I need to know to wear a stoopid hat for a few minutes.<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhjkYg3phlK6X_eIMhhfGUxaiRfWzNhN1U-QLI-N1VNm7e8NqQmOyQe0MVIO3RLNowjjnYmLmyniV8GSXmZE0NwG-egwCMdTKWdRZrzRSc8SB11WKQAoJGJpBDMG48xi2ZoDjY_Aw/s1600-h/IMG_9375.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285806989336970962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 238px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhjkYg3phlK6X_eIMhhfGUxaiRfWzNhN1U-QLI-N1VNm7e8NqQmOyQe0MVIO3RLNowjjnYmLmyniV8GSXmZE0NwG-egwCMdTKWdRZrzRSc8SB11WKQAoJGJpBDMG48xi2ZoDjY_Aw/s320/IMG_9375.jpg" border="0" /></a> All the hoomans wanted for Christmas was a nice picture of me and Cosette under the tree, and this is what they got. Maybe Cosette and I would have posed better if we had gotten more treats during the year.<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhVrEbR-TeVGMOlhmzLNPo8l9PovaOaZMpSpSFs981GcagvE3wYd0UsGjsrK7tZr7sLS34fWssWRif_o7QWom0xAjchaP-SfoV4h_Rlw5-Xp7VB7rPa_0ws5EaaLWirZtTPg1_-Ew/s1600-h/IMG_9379.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285806894659471234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhVrEbR-TeVGMOlhmzLNPo8l9PovaOaZMpSpSFs981GcagvE3wYd0UsGjsrK7tZr7sLS34fWssWRif_o7QWom0xAjchaP-SfoV4h_Rlw5-Xp7VB7rPa_0ws5EaaLWirZtTPg1_-Ew/s320/IMG_9379.JPG" border="0" /></a> I knew immediately that one of the presents under the tree was a new guy for me. I grabbed that one as soon as I had the chance and ran to the big bed with it. Unfortunately, Cosette is now big enough to be able to jump up onto the big bed too.<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj7lYUfjOT4faWc2j2GvAAeyFo5-4-8UiXAb2CKhKmTmekz3-1S2p1MfeeUqO46Wli5d9MicbSxT11nN0zzoQ0CXBtD-9-bNaC1OggF6SIUzdndb1AY5bZAhIV78YPFkELkbUylxQ/s1600-h/IMG_9378.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285806804802571618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj7lYUfjOT4faWc2j2GvAAeyFo5-4-8UiXAb2CKhKmTmekz3-1S2p1MfeeUqO46Wli5d9MicbSxT11nN0zzoQ0CXBtD-9-bNaC1OggF6SIUzdndb1AY5bZAhIV78YPFkELkbUylxQ/s320/IMG_9378.JPG" border="0" /></a> This was the struggle for the new guy's heart and soul. Me and the stray destroyed any chance that we would build up any good-will.<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhKcNE941G28h5citMBVV-W3S4IEeLweD63WLtYVrFqjdguZz-DSizM2Mpm3HfU959Rxr9of_o6XxH-dEoCApsdaHJ4egHixBt-qMJTQHpTO85htnJ1kNnosKhllWdgf9CpF4YtDQ/s1600-h/IMG_9383.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285806616441681938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhKcNE941G28h5citMBVV-W3S4IEeLweD63WLtYVrFqjdguZz-DSizM2Mpm3HfU959Rxr9of_o6XxH-dEoCApsdaHJ4egHixBt-qMJTQHpTO85htnJ1kNnosKhllWdgf9CpF4YtDQ/s320/IMG_9383.JPG" border="0" /></a> Luckily, Cosette's attention span is not very long, and she soon moved on to our other presents.<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhxgoXSfyXO8mW5-F8His2qcTOrStMnPL0vw9CiTmfmMoa46BMPiFiLhiM5CwndSqJ445eMsp0wlOplQTjeF41LpHfksClKilA-RqgnGQhxS_NQ5lAXl5qJdlOAUKALWZ7vRUzisg/s1600-h/IMG_9394.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285806377281302802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhxgoXSfyXO8mW5-F8His2qcTOrStMnPL0vw9CiTmfmMoa46BMPiFiLhiM5CwndSqJ445eMsp0wlOplQTjeF41LpHfksClKilA-RqgnGQhxS_NQ5lAXl5qJdlOAUKALWZ7vRUzisg/s320/IMG_9394.JPG" border="0" /></a>Here's Cosette enjoying one of our new toys.<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj_6mZitcZ-B7OdRnwNOhSyH36L32VSj5r8Dh-pSUiJ1UCaPa0xmpn-Bi1lZy0V697fX_1SSG5TcZ5Kp_RKH181f5yB8JUeac_ON3Z49AjECxJe3pSVU5vGK496ayVrJ1HRfROeaQ/s1600-h/IMG_9396.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285806249436280754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj_6mZitcZ-B7OdRnwNOhSyH36L32VSj5r8Dh-pSUiJ1UCaPa0xmpn-Bi1lZy0V697fX_1SSG5TcZ5Kp_RKH181f5yB8JUeac_ON3Z49AjECxJe3pSVU5vGK496ayVrJ1HRfROeaQ/s320/IMG_9396.JPG" border="0" /></a> Once she gets it into her bed it is officially hers.</div><div><br /><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dx_ORDKwyCP-itz92EkuTm6V7lI0JE0ZdcK1ZwFCzuqCVytXZ5T41tLDuT9T8dwAOnanAaRp1jwDD8' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe></div></div></div></div></div></div><br /><p>This is the Stray opening her first present. Hope all the puggies and people had a Merry Christmas and Happy New Year.</p><p>Snarf everydog later,</p><p>/s/ Winston, Grand Duke of Pugsworth</p>Winstonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01563212976118785314noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32468772.post-9905121508888548462008-12-14T21:21:00.001-08:002008-12-14T21:35:12.192-08:00<strong>Cosette Colbert Report: Weekend Edition</strong><br />Welcome to this special weekend <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">blogcast</span> of the Cosette Colbert Report. I interrupt your regularly scheduled blog to inform you of a complete <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">travesty</span> of pug justice. For my entire life, my parents have been letting me ride in the front seat of the car. And I have been a very good little car rider, unlike another pug in my household who shall remain nameless, who is so horrible that he is relegated to a cage in the back seat. <br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEirR3F70LIVgO4jF1lP2l-JkAC6sjWr9WfoitCnKGP2vHlekI5T9WSkIFWCNjtJftpBVGFeE4Jk24EsWRf6ZuoWsIzm05gR0hTdAsbCrMiGw9o0CyA3qVWe3F4CMprQ0pEvjvvafQ/s1600-h/cosette+car+2.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279883322220695554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEirR3F70LIVgO4jF1lP2l-JkAC6sjWr9WfoitCnKGP2vHlekI5T9WSkIFWCNjtJftpBVGFeE4Jk24EsWRf6ZuoWsIzm05gR0hTdAsbCrMiGw9o0CyA3qVWe3F4CMprQ0pEvjvvafQ/s320/cosette+car+2.jpg" border="0" /></a> Then, for no reason whatsoever, we all got in the car and my parents put me in the back seat, strapped to a seat belt so I couldn't even jump into the front seat if I wanted to. As you can see from my face, it was pretty much the worst moment of my life. <br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgg6B4ljJ-JkVhtmGOI1V8vcMgTCi0CsuLyZhkewXKffwZmusvoi6wgiPufVbe6sO9ixzWQ2SRDxYErzKhuqLqUxATxXl6QafQznKbtsV9waO2bq2jUphUA54VGcWnquXiuxamY1A/s1600-h/cosette+car.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279883223068119618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgg6B4ljJ-JkVhtmGOI1V8vcMgTCi0CsuLyZhkewXKffwZmusvoi6wgiPufVbe6sO9ixzWQ2SRDxYErzKhuqLqUxATxXl6QafQznKbtsV9waO2bq2jUphUA54VGcWnquXiuxamY1A/s320/cosette+car.jpg" border="0" /></a> I tried to scoot over and sit as close to Winston as possible, for what little comfort he could give me. <br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjogrq0uMaiHoaNn98nFNcVqI1n9hHwVfvNh5z__WX0DSCbsx7-FCsWbTUuohrm_QsQvP4z_Iq3gMSvTky_r-IODUPj3hzfcMbHve69hTT6FqJGvrUZbO7nPcnQIpWc38hQNd5EFA/s1600-h/winston+ball.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279883161890265682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjogrq0uMaiHoaNn98nFNcVqI1n9hHwVfvNh5z__WX0DSCbsx7-FCsWbTUuohrm_QsQvP4z_Iq3gMSvTky_r-IODUPj3hzfcMbHve69hTT6FqJGvrUZbO7nPcnQIpWc38hQNd5EFA/s320/winston+ball.jpg" border="0" /></a> This picture illustrates how much Winston cared about me in my time of need. <br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhkgYpAYydZGksQbYYHKpb1E7yhEsda51VwDQ30PwQP8FQvF-KnSi0iF6CQfQ2W01t5mLahRsOvcN2xxQb_dUkqhtquS1qa2dMuVPeoel4r17KCkTuDqSJTMeMPkHVaOP6FtSquZg/s1600-h/both+sleeping.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279883089223970386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhkgYpAYydZGksQbYYHKpb1E7yhEsda51VwDQ30PwQP8FQvF-KnSi0iF6CQfQ2W01t5mLahRsOvcN2xxQb_dUkqhtquS1qa2dMuVPeoel4r17KCkTuDqSJTMeMPkHVaOP6FtSquZg/s320/both+sleeping.jpg" border="0" /></a>But, I eventually forgave him. </div><div><br /> </div><div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhE6b2W8pEThhI7qxPzNwNvgqxl-Gfub__tyb5xEl_pw3p5zZanFkLUcrvw8VfyJlKjbyx7oQGFuw_B9THGv1i0wK0qidELWasYojHTUAmInmoOBoCMh3FD0fbENeDOIlAI53Qxsw/s1600-h/loathe.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279882882609435650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhE6b2W8pEThhI7qxPzNwNvgqxl-Gfub__tyb5xEl_pw3p5zZanFkLUcrvw8VfyJlKjbyx7oQGFuw_B9THGv1i0wK0qidELWasYojHTUAmInmoOBoCMh3FD0fbENeDOIlAI53Qxsw/s320/loathe.jpg" border="0" /></a> As a side note, my Daddy saw these pictures in the subway in New York City. <br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjmKWugzz337ft0SKs4Sv6wzfBVFrZZV_2AbPtsV6BEGrWI7KfWxgdWVZ4aLRcSotPFC6oePQAu1828g7JqNuM3dTSY4USKtzndI7ODRbEG6vcXs_dKS5DdNYZ8FJXkYR0X44ZRVg/s1600-h/love.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279882791150476690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjmKWugzz337ft0SKs4Sv6wzfBVFrZZV_2AbPtsV6BEGrWI7KfWxgdWVZ4aLRcSotPFC6oePQAu1828g7JqNuM3dTSY4USKtzndI7ODRbEG6vcXs_dKS5DdNYZ8FJXkYR0X44ZRVg/s320/love.jpg" border="0" /></a> Apparently some people cannot appreciate the subtle differences in emotions illustrated by the pug's brow. </div><div> </div><div> </div><div>Here's <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">lookin</span> at you with two eyes, </div><div>/s/ Cosette Colbert <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">d'Bonapug</span></div></div></div></div></div>Winstonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01563212976118785314noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32468772.post-62305226334377790632008-12-07T20:50:00.000-08:002008-12-07T21:45:12.058-08:00<strong>Back in the Saddle</strong><br />Well my loyal reader, I know you have been missing my adorable face and brilliant wit, but I am finally back in action. Me and the stray have been spending the last few weeks getting into lots of trouble and enjoying extra nap times with the humans.<br /><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhTOXnBAD_n3D8DPK1tqKnVCMkCZD0VGzt0XaVZcT7Rmj6hifCnkJorXnRq6W15Lf0jmnaF4BzR8fb6o15GhxGT26C9AtKJx3NFaK4U7OHtokKIIx0K2uajcp6rgMQlgjW5CIqT1w/s1600-h/IMG_9306.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277278743415550258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhTOXnBAD_n3D8DPK1tqKnVCMkCZD0VGzt0XaVZcT7Rmj6hifCnkJorXnRq6W15Lf0jmnaF4BzR8fb6o15GhxGT26C9AtKJx3NFaK4U7OHtokKIIx0K2uajcp6rgMQlgjW5CIqT1w/s320/IMG_9306.JPG" border="0" /></a>We had a wonderful Thanksgiving, hopefully everydog out there got some special treats to be thankful for. We enjoyed lots of laying around and watching football.<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjYaEpMdbdZWVBtX45RPheJLCcBxUW8P-THfXulo2SihYMEORzmXwGN3ziTw1MDMLA26Eggr68Fm5Boy-gvpfb9D7Rr6epb-vdT2Ke_-DxAYmGVVQlGB57wNljvskgu16i4-2Y3eg/s1600-h/IMG_9175.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277278603237748754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjYaEpMdbdZWVBtX45RPheJLCcBxUW8P-THfXulo2SihYMEORzmXwGN3ziTw1MDMLA26Eggr68Fm5Boy-gvpfb9D7Rr6epb-vdT2Ke_-DxAYmGVVQlGB57wNljvskgu16i4-2Y3eg/s320/IMG_9175.JPG" border="0" /></a> We also got our very own four-course Thanksgiving dinner. This is the second course, a frozen gellatin type thing - apparently Cosette has brain freeze. It probably doesn't take much to freeze her tiny little pea sized brain.<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjJ4Ipee7EbO_scUYW0GIc-X6AaocVIKAL56m8oZ_DoY9DlLUohx_ceJh2j7YkI-K6m2as0G2OdorbdRjiNo-LTovIpw71hlmkox3xEWTe_xbHs9AXrWMGpjOT-P_0I8OP8n0jHyQ/s1600-h/IMG_9173.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277278480093514114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjJ4Ipee7EbO_scUYW0GIc-X6AaocVIKAL56m8oZ_DoY9DlLUohx_ceJh2j7YkI-K6m2as0G2OdorbdRjiNo-LTovIpw71hlmkox3xEWTe_xbHs9AXrWMGpjOT-P_0I8OP8n0jHyQ/s320/IMG_9173.JPG" border="0" /></a> One thing you can say about the little tyke is that she never gives up ... especially when it comes to food.<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi6yn39BmBI9h9uPYMJ050sX8TUHJ9isJnJiLGGzknjhoLjSb2DwgQiKeI-ag5W6TrLdoJcXxs6e0lIwfcJXv5RznTQrrAg5TP2gfJCkwo_7RMovy9NGYr8v_yxa_q1cNixCotj2g/s1600-h/IMG_9185.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277278219339066818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi6yn39BmBI9h9uPYMJ050sX8TUHJ9isJnJiLGGzknjhoLjSb2DwgQiKeI-ag5W6TrLdoJcXxs6e0lIwfcJXv5RznTQrrAg5TP2gfJCkwo_7RMovy9NGYr8v_yxa_q1cNixCotj2g/s320/IMG_9185.JPG" border="0" /></a>After dinner I got into my snuggly pajamas and went back to napping on the couch.<br /></div><div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg2QufIG82PueH-12-8Mvqg4pU4bUiJwhf_InMUvLjfzdOHZHTngEDwo2_b8JF-e8xqtcuFYWn2cjtUs3NrNR8OJu-RuTvdb-rZx7uGfTpllGH0lVIzFJvxH3NkdS05RFUiQ1y7pg/s1600-h/IMG_9203.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277278116918117634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg2QufIG82PueH-12-8Mvqg4pU4bUiJwhf_InMUvLjfzdOHZHTngEDwo2_b8JF-e8xqtcuFYWn2cjtUs3NrNR8OJu-RuTvdb-rZx7uGfTpllGH0lVIzFJvxH3NkdS05RFUiQ1y7pg/s320/IMG_9203.JPG" border="0" /></a> This is my preferred method of sleeping on the couch. You really should keep your head elevated for health reasons, especially when you have folds.<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjSyMBHsaXO8_81j909oQC3qoNCCSpF8tGoxIe0Wh-MWc9NI25DPs9HI2XQitD3i5-o3Q6oWic98DVnx172zQ491rGCjdKX4IW_oxgtSIizKKwXRbRlqokG9pBkaR8xBB82pQOEQQ/s1600-h/IMG_9213.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277277962342884402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjSyMBHsaXO8_81j909oQC3qoNCCSpF8tGoxIe0Wh-MWc9NI25DPs9HI2XQitD3i5-o3Q6oWic98DVnx172zQ491rGCjdKX4IW_oxgtSIizKKwXRbRlqokG9pBkaR8xBB82pQOEQQ/s320/IMG_9213.JPG" border="0" /></a> Cosette is learning the remedial steps of couch sleeping. First I get her used to sleeping on a high surface, only later does she learn the pug head elevation trick.<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjkLTM_RE6tUaYKNCrYcTNP4ROQ75iLcH0PVl82NMWZjNgc8-GYHX-Z7mcugLRgP7S5AD14xMoHsrv18HOa0MZEPHIgQWXu5uhLevzma8Tj0Fh0mu5L_2N1lby7maAG9dbwHtuvmA/s1600-h/IMG_9211.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277277872087718690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjkLTM_RE6tUaYKNCrYcTNP4ROQ75iLcH0PVl82NMWZjNgc8-GYHX-Z7mcugLRgP7S5AD14xMoHsrv18HOa0MZEPHIgQWXu5uhLevzma8Tj0Fh0mu5L_2N1lby7maAG9dbwHtuvmA/s320/IMG_9211.JPG" border="0" /></a> [Note the black blob with the two glowing eyes in the background]<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjJcE63_Yqwkm-rrvBcWsgMfhJHzr0-zSOGCmygnKZicuG3r1MdzKfzV2TsFulJDfWZlkWbjt6yOeWANdGguJi3so-NQg-5bUMojKi3b7vKMFCQ_RTWItE1keV9vun5n2_pAUa-rQ/s1600-h/IMG_9289.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277277704490442578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjJcE63_Yqwkm-rrvBcWsgMfhJHzr0-zSOGCmygnKZicuG3r1MdzKfzV2TsFulJDfWZlkWbjt6yOeWANdGguJi3so-NQg-5bUMojKi3b7vKMFCQ_RTWItE1keV9vun5n2_pAUa-rQ/s320/IMG_9289.JPG" border="0" /></a> A few days later, we went to a holiday pug meetup.<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhvAjVZ7_HSA7CxfXY71iigXIqcFME1F88cr4ZeHZyMZedBEy50TStKjsFUfAJbnR8gQM8aRkWqnV3NpfJDOnZ4PSCP0aXbdZDwV4xXZCeNkCh2PRd4rVqrUHG2CO_olQ2f7M8sAg/s1600-h/IMG_9304.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277277586288879138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhvAjVZ7_HSA7CxfXY71iigXIqcFME1F88cr4ZeHZyMZedBEy50TStKjsFUfAJbnR8gQM8aRkWqnV3NpfJDOnZ4PSCP0aXbdZDwV4xXZCeNkCh2PRd4rVqrUHG2CO_olQ2f7M8sAg/s320/IMG_9304.JPG" border="0" /></a> Cosette found a baby puppy to play with. She seemed to like the little girl a lot but I avoided her like the plague. I wouldn't want my parents to get the idea that I would welcome another puppy into our house.<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiN_2-WgchuWiCUhzh1KH1bvmqDxlwZFFu180YwTyOxSpxbrRENIBW2jdOsS3B-PWquog8mrQ3aiV1Xy-19MUFSWOGmYQywVZT-MSo5NDBssVCZf9qL9WXNyP2M4Au8JIvLt9XKzg/s1600-h/IMG_9287.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277277449866840418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiN_2-WgchuWiCUhzh1KH1bvmqDxlwZFFu180YwTyOxSpxbrRENIBW2jdOsS3B-PWquog8mrQ3aiV1Xy-19MUFSWOGmYQywVZT-MSo5NDBssVCZf9qL9WXNyP2M4Au8JIvLt9XKzg/s320/IMG_9287.JPG" border="0" /></a> Of course Daddy was also smitten with the puppy, but he is smitten with all puppies and has begun exerting pressure on Mommy to throw another idiot into the pack [Cosette is idiot #1].<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhqgVyTVKr5XSK9VKfs8YIkjaP6GlgpPmobYw3mCkSTY_CvinQT1Desh9SWbsCeqzuo8Rwg6TFLqaXJN1gpEo0By8bCXsicqZ4u7VAA94AN8S_wo8Ze0SdkY51KaksTUj6bh9A9IA/s1600-h/IMG_9285.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277277268769122322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhqgVyTVKr5XSK9VKfs8YIkjaP6GlgpPmobYw3mCkSTY_CvinQT1Desh9SWbsCeqzuo8Rwg6TFLqaXJN1gpEo0By8bCXsicqZ4u7VAA94AN8S_wo8Ze0SdkY51KaksTUj6bh9A9IA/s320/IMG_9285.JPG" border="0" /></a> We also did a little bit of work on our Christmas cards. Here's a little sneak peek.<br /><br /><div>Snarf everydog later, </div><div>/s/ Winston, Grand Duke of Pugsworth</div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div>Winstonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01563212976118785314noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32468772.post-25866772422996861042008-11-18T19:16:00.000-08:002008-11-18T21:34:34.091-08:00<strong>Introducing: Baron von Lichtenstein</strong><br />Daddy got Mommy a new pug, his name is the Baron von Lichtenstein. Me and the Stray really like him .... or would really like to eat him at any rate. Due to this factor, it looks like the little guy will be living at Mommy's work. Oh well, too bad it was not so easy to run the Stray off.<br /><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiWih7TRcW5SMPh7dXlePU2Fr60c2v-pBa3OIECk0LiNANrp1IkY1OT53I-3xvU9-CqnRT0fcyqCHPaA49vrievXHU9Axdd44SCBEtlhwsyWYLtu1XJIZT0HsA7WXBzJYIz7STMkw/s1600-h/IMG_9160.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270226921021289714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiWih7TRcW5SMPh7dXlePU2Fr60c2v-pBa3OIECk0LiNANrp1IkY1OT53I-3xvU9-CqnRT0fcyqCHPaA49vrievXHU9Axdd44SCBEtlhwsyWYLtu1XJIZT0HsA7WXBzJYIz7STMkw/s320/IMG_9160.JPG" border="0" /></a> This is the guy on MY TABLE!!! The nerve of the newcomer.<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiB_wkdxILxvlbpkK2N7yDxwpO0XQFS-qJuqu9iAU5uqeqpSBLI3myHYR9U0V5PiOeDRql_j_JcF47D5KpCy6r4ImFe10XfILSyYVPxfuLtOvhxOQR748BGexYacrs2NVaZ07YQDg/s1600-h/IMG_9162.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270226853245485074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiB_wkdxILxvlbpkK2N7yDxwpO0XQFS-qJuqu9iAU5uqeqpSBLI3myHYR9U0V5PiOeDRql_j_JcF47D5KpCy6r4ImFe10XfILSyYVPxfuLtOvhxOQR748BGexYacrs2NVaZ07YQDg/s320/IMG_9162.JPG" border="0" /></a> This is closeup of the twirp. Daddy said he was the best looking pug in the house, Mommy said he was just the best looking fawn pug in the house. Below is me and the stray trying to eat him. 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As everyone knows my parents love me more than my brother, so every once in a while he pretends like he is going to die in a desperate attempt to get attention. He did that this past week. First was diarreah, so out came an antibiotic called mertronidazal to try to combat it. Then two days later Winston started acting really weird, going spastic and constantly running around for about 18 hours or more straight. Then it started looking like he could not control his legs, so off to the emergency room twice, the regular vet once, and a full panel of bloodwork told us...nothing!!! Winston was clearly miserable, unable to lay down and started falling asleep standing up. My parents then got an emergency referral to a doggie neurologist and this emergency visit became an overnight visit while more tests were done. Another panel of blood work, an MRI and a spinal tap failed to reveal anything. This was actually good because the neurologist seemed to expect to see something (my parents think he expected brain swelling or cancer), but once this was clean the vet began to suspect an acute metronidazal toxicity reaction. This happens in a small number of dogs, i.e. Winston. In the end, Winston started getting better as soon as he was taken off the antibiotic, and the spinal tap results were also clean, thereby ruling out ecephalitis. So after what my parents call an emotionally and physically draining week (Winston did not sleep much), all is well again.<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiBqUofaR1lBUDrqXY1umPRO0v4PyR5yIw1OfzYnYAyCt3A7YoStvo4WILxSLuIQaG8vw_69EUxqbco8eEDQZtUGODkho5OabrE2Ynd26NpNH3ArjI9XCbXKiQkRtfmd-HMl5zqaw/s1600-h/IMG_9110.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267615291015750290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiBqUofaR1lBUDrqXY1umPRO0v4PyR5yIw1OfzYnYAyCt3A7YoStvo4WILxSLuIQaG8vw_69EUxqbco8eEDQZtUGODkho5OabrE2Ynd26NpNH3ArjI9XCbXKiQkRtfmd-HMl5zqaw/s320/IMG_9110.JPG" border="0" /></a> I did not end up quite empty handed from this horrible affair, but more on that later.<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhYv_lXXfw9UhK9NQJOANAChp7v3NpsPufwPhYP4OvDdRiIwULsfZSapKuE7XDhQlp9HUro6nSSLTDEY1Db7BnEXAASC4MVohEVh_Ufsqvq9P44SFQyA_1YBHJDH4Y7cXN9d5idBQ/s1600-h/IMG_9152.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267615158769348690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhYv_lXXfw9UhK9NQJOANAChp7v3NpsPufwPhYP4OvDdRiIwULsfZSapKuE7XDhQlp9HUro6nSSLTDEY1Db7BnEXAASC4MVohEVh_Ufsqvq9P44SFQyA_1YBHJDH4Y7cXN9d5idBQ/s320/IMG_9152.JPG" border="0" /></a> This is the bald patch from where they took the spinal fluid for Winston's spinal tap.<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi9wBC0QDMlHdkl8zQK7TOAbht8gGpqYB8rH4F1UTKmPEIG9ttU-hCpVuzR1RVGOMv5_-e5wgkcCcy33Av3QqjoPTyftt1tlXWA7n7FUhpFpfm6mqLD5-XXyvY-HCQPqgVJTATeKg/s1600-h/IMG_9153.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267615036473306178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi9wBC0QDMlHdkl8zQK7TOAbht8gGpqYB8rH4F1UTKmPEIG9ttU-hCpVuzR1RVGOMv5_-e5wgkcCcy33Av3QqjoPTyftt1tlXWA7n7FUhpFpfm6mqLD5-XXyvY-HCQPqgVJTATeKg/s320/IMG_9153.JPG" border="0" /></a>A close up. Mommy and Daddy have been giving him extra attention for the past week, so his evil plan appears to have worked.<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh6wyrLAb9YGgx8BJ2KFIzUtqnnGRuC1j2G1Y2RDEw3pkk7sjUSq5DHMRAy1esw52AJXZQchyphenhyphenNPtf-fAXzQJWMjjxW_9fcOTUvEo5ojJKQX5X-Ik9cDU8Mkn0YtYYNfVCBRYylUEA/s1600-h/IMG_9121.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267614689570380898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh6wyrLAb9YGgx8BJ2KFIzUtqnnGRuC1j2G1Y2RDEw3pkk7sjUSq5DHMRAy1esw52AJXZQchyphenhyphenNPtf-fAXzQJWMjjxW_9fcOTUvEo5ojJKQX5X-Ik9cDU8Mkn0YtYYNfVCBRYylUEA/s320/IMG_9121.JPG" border="0" /></a> When he finally started acting like his old self again and all the test results had come back negative, Daddy got Winston a cake to celebrate.<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhP_b3KeCmAgGZFgv_eV9YS1Ouz5CBmy9w6V05fzjudxyMjEB-mbGGMc-eyxVjQKpf0KkueNDNPx920Atn6pzQa7cY63n-IqX-UabIrTQkPe_RcmSWlehYZCqHMoj8SzBc1HO6qlg/s1600-h/IMG_9125.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267614472742141890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhP_b3KeCmAgGZFgv_eV9YS1Ouz5CBmy9w6V05fzjudxyMjEB-mbGGMc-eyxVjQKpf0KkueNDNPx920Atn6pzQa7cY63n-IqX-UabIrTQkPe_RcmSWlehYZCqHMoj8SzBc1HO6qlg/s320/IMG_9125.JPG" border="0" /></a> I got to share the cake because I was such a good little sister while Winston was feeling bad - I only bothered him a little bit and I tried to sneak him some of my food when he was on his rice and chicken diet.<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjNRBi9umDxOycSoB37eLhY44O5MXggNs7bfUh4SrS0yoa9SQrQmyanVK-Lu4iEWyhbJn8X3BxoqqUQpXPSuO6znVuz3PMB7n5AKZyOpwg-1oDUt6FnRguosNSLhXt-xhaqtbjQzg/s1600-h/IMG_9132.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267614199777981778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjNRBi9umDxOycSoB37eLhY44O5MXggNs7bfUh4SrS0yoa9SQrQmyanVK-Lu4iEWyhbJn8X3BxoqqUQpXPSuO6znVuz3PMB7n5AKZyOpwg-1oDUt6FnRguosNSLhXt-xhaqtbjQzg/s320/IMG_9132.JPG" border="0" /></a> We enjoyed the cake very much.<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiiogEHMNZcgbFVfwz1k2f7cCt0vOWNEgpm0mVfAon3gIm5CA_g2wljW3rDoxk-SA8cMP6s70cfoOJApaT_9GQlmpAobI9Mvsj1VdeDwGyQeBCkUv0ZbdXuWYMHRPKO9SB1cVYsjQ/s1600-h/IMG_9139.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267613712843550642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiiogEHMNZcgbFVfwz1k2f7cCt0vOWNEgpm0mVfAon3gIm5CA_g2wljW3rDoxk-SA8cMP6s70cfoOJApaT_9GQlmpAobI9Mvsj1VdeDwGyQeBCkUv0ZbdXuWYMHRPKO9SB1cVYsjQ/s320/IMG_9139.JPG" border="0" /></a> The best news is that there is still some cake left over!!! And yes, this is a special hypo-allergenic dog cake that is perfectly safe for us puggies to consume.</div><div></div><div></div><div>Here's lookin' at your with both eyes,</div><div>Cosette Colber d'Bonapug</div><div></div><div></div><div>PS- the whole affair cost my parents $3,000 in vet bills, which they say is totally worth it for peace of mind and to get Winston better, but I also hear Daddy mumbling about how that is more than two sets of the golf clubs he's wanted for so long. Nonetheless, he seems happy. </div></div></div></div></div></div>Winstonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01563212976118785314noreply@blogger.com17tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32468772.post-17245081890839475512008-11-03T20:48:00.000-08:002008-11-03T21:39:49.080-08:00<strong>A Final Word From Both <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">Campaigns</span></strong><br />First of all, sorry for the lack of posts. There is no excuse except that Winston has been constantly throwing up and having <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">diarrhea, and my parents have been racing to clean up the aforementioned stuff, while also keeping a certain black puglet from eating either or both. But now I give you the Cosette Colbert Report greatest journalstic moment. Here is the question I must ask both Candidates: "Senators Obama and McCain, if elected (imagine really hard in McCain's instance) what will you do to further pugs' rights in the world?"</span><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjZ9oALN8YE4oz0BLo583TNLxx0i7td9qANTdzWlUdG4ucqrcAVeLEb3qAlPNqDDfqGW0LarO4f1voE7U8-C-U87JSviGGSvOhCZJzAb03itBrrsygsBMvt8JoVutaFU5xIFON3wQ/s1600-h/IMG_8786.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264664359010241810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjZ9oALN8YE4oz0BLo583TNLxx0i7td9qANTdzWlUdG4ucqrcAVeLEb3qAlPNqDDfqGW0LarO4f1voE7U8-C-U87JSviGGSvOhCZJzAb03itBrrsygsBMvt8JoVutaFU5xIFON3wQ/s320/IMG_8786.JPG" border="0" /></a> (This is me doing my serious journalist photo-op. This is like when other journalists are cut to nodding with a pen folded in their hand, which is upon their chin. I want to be like Katie Couric, only I want to be taken seriously.)<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjwUVJ2Ir6S_RO9NHuppBWmRVk8DLRrIN54biaXLMwYfbyRAtIyXa2loKJaZYAaSARrU6tv9KliTY6Q36olGmMTQiVmqJ1WjsVx1-Zcxm8uX4CVlN6EjqJY_dEamYCebR-wolqtgw/s1600-h/IMG_9089.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264664179536517490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjwUVJ2Ir6S_RO9NHuppBWmRVk8DLRrIN54biaXLMwYfbyRAtIyXa2loKJaZYAaSARrU6tv9KliTY6Q36olGmMTQiVmqJ1WjsVx1-Zcxm8uX4CVlN6EjqJY_dEamYCebR-wolqtgw/s320/IMG_9089.JPG" border="0" /></a> (This is Elle, the Republican spokeswoman. Even in professional environments I must introduce myself and check their indentity.) Elle the Elephant: Senator McCain has always reached his paws across the crates to try to bridge the gaps between breeds. While he has always preferred large breeds with short tempers and small brains, like Pit-Bulls and Palins, he has also tolerated the presence of lesser dogs like pugs. This tolerance is the true hallmark of a maverick, yet he will provide the tough love that lesser breeds need in this most difficult of times. </div><div><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjHJX62HH9d0fKEepA1rKY6LgqhMZt1uAY2GFfPdTiqbSAXAl7e2o0YdTRqC7RRP5aFyeF892lA-_A3jZnUt7W-3r-FOhhYDPDOIt_UQ6qLS-Ly0mJbDjlmH5fzoQ8JBdc_b3U7oA/s1600-h/IMG_9090.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264663945950270306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjHJX62HH9d0fKEepA1rKY6LgqhMZt1uAY2GFfPdTiqbSAXAl7e2o0YdTRqC7RRP5aFyeF892lA-_A3jZnUt7W-3r-FOhhYDPDOIt_UQ6qLS-Ly0mJbDjlmH5fzoQ8JBdc_b3U7oA/s320/IMG_9090.JPG" border="0" /></a> I did not care for her answer to be quite honest.<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEibZ3RgHRovgVLhE0lBUSvsMxDuen7IDkvl-NGYwhOSg-9v6vFOaHfIy_IS3psMf8MToIQ55caIKvzEky9mGu-P-s_HVdso5om5CIHcdQ3F6yN2YJjmSOu8LYfGEST_EAUzx_K-Lg/s1600-h/IMG_9096.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264663794591931522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEibZ3RgHRovgVLhE0lBUSvsMxDuen7IDkvl-NGYwhOSg-9v6vFOaHfIy_IS3psMf8MToIQ55caIKvzEky9mGu-P-s_HVdso5om5CIHcdQ3F6yN2YJjmSOu8LYfGEST_EAUzx_K-Lg/s320/IMG_9096.JPG" border="0" /></a> (Now to Donald the Donkey, the Democratic spokesman.) Senator Obama also values the presence of pugs, despite the fact that they are intellectually quite deficient. Matter of fact, the Senator finds them to be just plain dumb and fails to see what they contribute to society at large. However, he too would happily tolerate them until such time as all paws can join together and bring the change that is really necessary, but he has much better things to do with his time that lose sleep over the welfare of pampered, dimwitted dogs of questionable utility. Matter of fact...um...the Senator says they are just dumb but...um....did I mention that he thinks they are dumb? But would be tolerated...probably.<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjxA9lkAt_-ybt0ub1DhHFki3ZVhQn5iAck_i69CAKWqixDiZcgNZtk79dimY2eipjhssk91Ix6cRFkO4T9b5R96bN7dApSOQd4WhKGDLkN8HWKEu31vDdckWPxWNkZ7rPuTrVgDw/s1600-h/IMG_9099.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264660190183873426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjxA9lkAt_-ybt0ub1DhHFki3ZVhQn5iAck_i69CAKWqixDiZcgNZtk79dimY2eipjhssk91Ix6cRFkO4T9b5R96bN7dApSOQd4WhKGDLkN8HWKEu31vDdckWPxWNkZ7rPuTrVgDw/s320/IMG_9099.JPG" border="0" /></a>Me and Donny here are gonna have a talk, and I have to be honest I have heard nothing about pug-rights this whole campaign. This is how I lobby for pug-rights.</div><div> </div><div>Here's lookin' at you with two eyes,</div><div>Cosette Colbert d'Bonapug</div><div> </div><div><em>[Note: Cosette Colbert was recently named Chief Lobbyist for PIA, a shadowy pug rights organization]</em></div></div></div></div>Winstonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01563212976118785314noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32468772.post-74824510329725863242008-10-19T19:26:00.000-07:002008-10-23T22:17:56.859-07:00<strong>Pugoween!</strong><br />Last Saturday was Pug-o-ween and me and my ugly-mug of a sister had a good ole time. I know pug-o-ween came early, but I can't control that.<br /><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgdAbgniY7Wgn5sneZml2kZyzZT0LaxbaLuHDt3uQOBULKpvafrnf9B6NhOXoOZnfvWWzq5mhctBT-LIvbPvHV8BUMmX1Cre9ZQTDp2arsFmawca-zqUK8WRtLsucDPVZtxz8Pkrg/s1600-h/IMG_9036.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259057939941699890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgdAbgniY7Wgn5sneZml2kZyzZT0LaxbaLuHDt3uQOBULKpvafrnf9B6NhOXoOZnfvWWzq5mhctBT-LIvbPvHV8BUMmX1Cre9ZQTDp2arsFmawca-zqUK8WRtLsucDPVZtxz8Pkrg/s320/IMG_9036.JPG" border="0" /></a> This weekend was pugoween. Cosette and I were bumblebees because my Mommy waited until the last minute to get us costumes and couldn't find anything more creative.<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjG3wC7MEZb0ogT4o1Pcplp3veodjUwQ_e7w4YvcdHKmKPLXekvSj5ZXKO4Zu_fsnqeDXlj151AUT_aSd1ICUAgOILFloWpuETrKUYl0l7IuXlh9TFqz4LNz0WrM6fsiUZi5sx3qw/s1600-h/IMG_9033.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259057826049170626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjG3wC7MEZb0ogT4o1Pcplp3veodjUwQ_e7w4YvcdHKmKPLXekvSj5ZXKO4Zu_fsnqeDXlj151AUT_aSd1ICUAgOILFloWpuETrKUYl0l7IuXlh9TFqz4LNz0WrM6fsiUZi5sx3qw/s320/IMG_9033.JPG" border="0" /></a> This is me in my bumblebee costume, hiding under Mommy's legs and being attacked by Cosette. You can see my costume is already coming off, I put up quite a struggle with the costume. Mommy must have realized I was miserable because she took the costume off right after this picture.<br /></div><div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjO6koOvk5Su0FEaa7xjSNUeWkAcy1T_LdJDwRVaBC5skc7CzQRoFK7l9hd_WgCjZPj9MwcHOAg27zcjjahR1BjKhAewUGQ4ZKG5npjNfuuxMDVPqZTQ_vsTJ-HhHYPm2YV0SPYUA/s1600-h/IMG_9045.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259057751642465170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjO6koOvk5Su0FEaa7xjSNUeWkAcy1T_LdJDwRVaBC5skc7CzQRoFK7l9hd_WgCjZPj9MwcHOAg27zcjjahR1BjKhAewUGQ4ZKG5npjNfuuxMDVPqZTQ_vsTJ-HhHYPm2YV0SPYUA/s320/IMG_9045.JPG" border="0" /></a> Here I am much happier, sans costume.<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgxS9P0NGRg0m_UA1BYNprA7k_KGK5huyiUTJJ_6xvuj139r6b8fx7lPip8Rs6rey9Km6QElAHBz4I93FjqXEXG4tAhtx3hx9y70342_YtM2oNDMaFh2_iJNR6a2vvy0jHXMsdbQQ/s1600-h/IMG_9038.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259057654261145378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgxS9P0NGRg0m_UA1BYNprA7k_KGK5huyiUTJJ_6xvuj139r6b8fx7lPip8Rs6rey9Km6QElAHBz4I93FjqXEXG4tAhtx3hx9y70342_YtM2oNDMaFh2_iJNR6a2vvy0jHXMsdbQQ/s320/IMG_9038.JPG" border="0" /></a> Here is Mai Tai. She is my half-brother's little sister. As my very loyal readers may remember, my breeder stopped breeding soon after my litter was born. Wonton is my half-brother, we have the same dad but different moms. Wonton's parents decided to get Wonton a little sister at the same time my parents got Cosette, so Mai Tai and Cosette are almost exactly the same age, only about 3 days apart. Wonton was also less than thrilled with the whole costume idea, so Mommy didn't get a picture of him.<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgshBb93ZI8igma4j7hCjVhp7FBb5lAP-pGtdxr9vlvXvjp4tEyXW5ZOjQETtxLdC8Sgc69YIy55d1EgII0b6qL8JLW_tMzIaWfDZA1FiT7cAfXtBeBn39-keCVo5iqBvtU1rniKQ/s1600-h/IMG_9041.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259057568392139586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgshBb93ZI8igma4j7hCjVhp7FBb5lAP-pGtdxr9vlvXvjp4tEyXW5ZOjQETtxLdC8Sgc69YIy55d1EgII0b6qL8JLW_tMzIaWfDZA1FiT7cAfXtBeBn39-keCVo5iqBvtU1rniKQ/s320/IMG_9041.JPG" border="0" /></a> Silly girls and their silly dresses. They just don't know any better.<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjtrQscqOcXutktTWeeEb4iLn0wdaFnhl9A-0PJS6UvQvZel_9_vPmA7Z08cSncNnzxrFjROXo5AMGSwTHTOgJyOOJT4U3T8AB3g9K6rbKxBFKxPa02o4CwJWdosZZI44lyRaHdrg/s1600-h/IMG_9040.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259057476415159842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjtrQscqOcXutktTWeeEb4iLn0wdaFnhl9A-0PJS6UvQvZel_9_vPmA7Z08cSncNnzxrFjROXo5AMGSwTHTOgJyOOJT4U3T8AB3g9K6rbKxBFKxPa02o4CwJWdosZZI44lyRaHdrg/s320/IMG_9040.JPG" border="0" /></a> This is my good buddy Rocco. He was a dogtor for pugoween, and he was one of the three winners of the costume contest.<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEimJ41E1n_hBaqPZuG3O1HNlmnQKL9ewfbiJyA_TLaS7xcH7bGVcJiYyKjB5zA_NWI5nlx2Fjmv38L8gkP2UOY6W-1gigqpIrifUPCKooke19COmkHEua_Mrnrq33D0EwcXcqs5GA/s1600-h/IMG_9047.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259057398791909010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEimJ41E1n_hBaqPZuG3O1HNlmnQKL9ewfbiJyA_TLaS7xcH7bGVcJiYyKjB5zA_NWI5nlx2Fjmv38L8gkP2UOY6W-1gigqpIrifUPCKooke19COmkHEua_Mrnrq33D0EwcXcqs5GA/s320/IMG_9047.JPG" border="0" /></a> Here I am playing with a chug. He was small enough that I did not find him threatening.<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgpCNPvhd3-onRCdm9kAZGOexm_NjbECU7vZ2XPps9u4OOeXMKVv9e79bylEI4MueRlcrz5-84t9dVxB23jGmAbbKtohIt0lCXlS4MTsfylrmFmfRW5-VaWZzyvsRZnTNRDhXRHMA/s1600-h/IMG_9046.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259057299241224658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgpCNPvhd3-onRCdm9kAZGOexm_NjbECU7vZ2XPps9u4OOeXMKVv9e79bylEI4MueRlcrz5-84t9dVxB23jGmAbbKtohIt0lCXlS4MTsfylrmFmfRW5-VaWZzyvsRZnTNRDhXRHMA/s320/IMG_9046.JPG" border="0" /></a> We played fetch with that green toy.<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiDL31IdWM92t7Lq86EHwxj3ZPfQst4LSLUX12i8NagSZ8k5FeaNseWQRq80jtotKM_vmnmBadkzR5R4y07Q0HJyi1W6oEn8UXlb3-WgYuxVW866a9NGyYAvldu5Qiq4YBINLsmYw/s1600-h/IMG_9049.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259057216495026690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiDL31IdWM92t7Lq86EHwxj3ZPfQst4LSLUX12i8NagSZ8k5FeaNseWQRq80jtotKM_vmnmBadkzR5R4y07Q0HJyi1W6oEn8UXlb3-WgYuxVW866a9NGyYAvldu5Qiq4YBINLsmYw/s320/IMG_9049.JPG" border="0" /></a> Then he got bored and decided to attack Cosette. I wasn't going to interrupt that.<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjSnUgmcK2bot6nMKzdcACxU2iRTi4slnCr6in5P8qNPRe37Gn4FzCoyqZvmnGcyi1qgvdwug17KaMd02FksUo5cj7XoKNaktJ1QWigA6KhqwKpZmecUjMAcy1y7HXZD0qNJJgtcg/s1600-h/IMG_9023.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259057088748802130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjSnUgmcK2bot6nMKzdcACxU2iRTi4slnCr6in5P8qNPRe37Gn4FzCoyqZvmnGcyi1qgvdwug17KaMd02FksUo5cj7XoKNaktJ1QWigA6KhqwKpZmecUjMAcy1y7HXZD0qNJJgtcg/s320/IMG_9023.JPG" border="0" /></a> Finally we got to come home and relax on the couch. Ahhhh, this is more like it!<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj_0A0UYrKvs-voKfCYaTWllEOa9UXYKgi8lUQKxZtBhw_EJuzgPDQUE6Cc13d51QVhvRLUqZM2_1LHA0InhKINc4UoRMebOZi4pbOQRL-AKkBwDZoDl9cltlQkzsiKgmBuhT6fgA/s1600-h/IMG_9063.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259056959317274930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj_0A0UYrKvs-voKfCYaTWllEOa9UXYKgi8lUQKxZtBhw_EJuzgPDQUE6Cc13d51QVhvRLUqZM2_1LHA0InhKINc4UoRMebOZi4pbOQRL-AKkBwDZoDl9cltlQkzsiKgmBuhT6fgA/s320/IMG_9063.JPG" border="0" /></a> Cosette is very snuggly. My parents keep telling me I would enjoy snuggling with her, but I don't believe that yet. So she snuggles with Mommy.<br /><br /><div>Snarf everydog later, </div><div>/s/ Winston, Grand Duke of Pugsworth</div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div>Winstonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01563212976118785314noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32468772.post-67827961784951906602008-10-16T20:09:00.000-07:002008-10-20T20:00:55.163-07:00<strong>I goofed</strong><br />I must apologize to all my loyal fans, but I was supposed to post this last week because the Stray was on a long planned hiatus to work on her howling voice. My email was clogged with junk mail and I just deleted them all, including the memo from my parents regarding Cosette's vacation and her email reminder that I had to post. Anyhow, here is the story that I decided to tell.<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh1IbSQfEyBBIhSWLJYv6UxXCpK26itOLKqaiqdKyRLilIvjnyr9YmGNnGPYqHIaxN86b5D_72LVN3sndW6AQO_XHFr-OeoT4tRBKpK5M5MWooJsQFPeYtyQ9DipSXzSrBMw67kAQ/s1600-h/IMG_5272.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257955801018608386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh1IbSQfEyBBIhSWLJYv6UxXCpK26itOLKqaiqdKyRLilIvjnyr9YmGNnGPYqHIaxN86b5D_72LVN3sndW6AQO_XHFr-OeoT4tRBKpK5M5MWooJsQFPeYtyQ9DipSXzSrBMw67kAQ/s320/IMG_5272.jpg" border="0" /></a>Long ago, in a far far neighborhood of Seattle, located in the middle of a lake, on an Island, was an adorable pug with an ugly sister named Cosette. He had an awesome toy that he loved to play with and an irresponsible father who leaves the bathroom door open while doing quick "business." This adorable dog was so anxious to play with his guy that he dropped it at Daddy's feet and, when Daddy did not respond, dropped it closer; in what Mommy and Daddy(mainly Daddy) refer to as a "mid-stream" drop. Daddy yelled and Mommy, after being informed of what had happened screamed, grabbed an old pair of tongs and threw both the tongs and the guy away.<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEivUHQyL0CLJEh14hUlIDivCEKlBOmZ0fVu_d5A3Ndf-P9PyVUF5Orf1blKQYxZURrX44ACMElvQ9MwXVnicDBUhz_GPzgNX2fZKRRagdKgzBFIBhcr1kGcIwXpT9N4KMwwPPCmHg/s1600-h/too+cute.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257955636139890850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEivUHQyL0CLJEh14hUlIDivCEKlBOmZ0fVu_d5A3Ndf-P9PyVUF5Orf1blKQYxZURrX44ACMElvQ9MwXVnicDBUhz_GPzgNX2fZKRRagdKgzBFIBhcr1kGcIwXpT9N4KMwwPPCmHg/s320/too+cute.jpg" border="0" /></a>This made the adorable pug very sad and he gave this look for long periods of time. Finally, Mommy said "FINE!!! You had BETTER be GLAD that this is your favorite toy in the world!!!" The guy was fished out of the trash, put in the bathtub, run under scalding hot water for ten minutes, sprayed with bleach, run under scalding hot water another ten minutes, put in the dishwasher...twice, and finally returned to its rightful owner.<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjMXZ5rw9lQEI819btutQjkNWXi4a6cSG0AQgWLq6i_wPoMWj7AW2nduibwYLbpxiONJF6aCs7ssIbxDYuZ8wyL5Quq8MkPs2aEtiDY0RPQCNtEFpeNF-XkOXPN_mMmgtXKb4NBtw/s1600-h/IMG_8820.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257955474148905458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjMXZ5rw9lQEI819btutQjkNWXi4a6cSG0AQgWLq6i_wPoMWj7AW2nduibwYLbpxiONJF6aCs7ssIbxDYuZ8wyL5Quq8MkPs2aEtiDY0RPQCNtEFpeNF-XkOXPN_mMmgtXKb4NBtw/s320/IMG_8820.JPG" border="0" /></a>The aforementioned pug was happy, and he and his guy lived happily ever after.</div><div> </div><div>Snarf everydog later,</div><div>/s/Winston, the Grand Duke of Pugsworth</div></div>Winstonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01563212976118785314noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32468772.post-32386946922088653102008-10-12T21:47:00.000-07:002008-10-13T17:53:28.559-07:00<strong>The Simple Things in PugLife</strong><br />Me and the Stray like to Party, but sometimes it is the simple things that truly make us happy... and frustrate our parents.<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgOvgEfUSokH2Y5U1zbzCb9RWFecQnF_DE3tG3YL2nd9Wd3imN5lbnGOeCFxmTIyQZUzCmWojPaVPV1M-TvbdL21lp1vbUtVU8q6ahq2qJhc9B08yOgOLM9uHyHDgG52Kd4iW7iVQ/s1600-h/IMG_9001.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256497040308422914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgOvgEfUSokH2Y5U1zbzCb9RWFecQnF_DE3tG3YL2nd9Wd3imN5lbnGOeCFxmTIyQZUzCmWojPaVPV1M-TvbdL21lp1vbUtVU8q6ahq2qJhc9B08yOgOLM9uHyHDgG52Kd4iW7iVQ/s320/IMG_9001.JPG" border="0" /></a>Cosette and I found this really cool toy lying around. That's it on Cosette's paw. It was orginally a drawstring on Mommy's sweatpants, but Cosette stole it...while Mommy was wearing the sweatpants.<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgAfdvBw0yjjtzdpb30oYUIUmuNXblUV_nqlJEE-EXtMzgGO4jWPoQkKFvl9Dowkmzx0Jk9F78IBO9yWQW_dam0a3mR_q7a7Zg6V96ITHIBCudkFL3LCjgIHjBI1AIhIUOringELA/s1600-h/IMG_8987.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256496889479120514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgAfdvBw0yjjtzdpb30oYUIUmuNXblUV_nqlJEE-EXtMzgGO4jWPoQkKFvl9Dowkmzx0Jk9F78IBO9yWQW_dam0a3mR_q7a7Zg6V96ITHIBCudkFL3LCjgIHjBI1AIhIUOringELA/s320/IMG_8987.JPG" border="0" /></a> We spent all weekend playing tug of war with it. It was great fun. I even enjoyed having Cosette around for a little while. She is getting to be a formidable playmate.<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj4Hx1GUxBVw2qP51Cf65vhTlpCzG7TvulGgJXunGVNdDscfwSFJxN2AHh5C0u4UhJP1AFboIDv92ssNfoh0LrZcVKzLf7zx3BT7kFueCWCCTNXNT2himUTxtqa4d5wP34hbjMx7Q/s1600-h/IMG_8988.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256496805132171506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj4Hx1GUxBVw2qP51Cf65vhTlpCzG7TvulGgJXunGVNdDscfwSFJxN2AHh5C0u4UhJP1AFboIDv92ssNfoh0LrZcVKzLf7zx3BT7kFueCWCCTNXNT2himUTxtqa4d5wP34hbjMx7Q/s320/IMG_8988.JPG" border="0" /></a> I let her win for a while so that we could continue to play, which is <a href="http://www.msnbc.msn.com/id/27102810/">apparently not unusual</a>.<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjTNxhVlkgkgSxj7P85j7dP_E2o1gq_1brUGskglyK04MBTQxevlOfl2gQZicrFK-ELUfhxYhzTfwNRl0Z6lIzcrvWvLU5Tj06L05AepfbGXPN_dUJE5teRrVsBfHt3keMDM4C3mg/s1600-h/IMG_8991.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256496693340793138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjTNxhVlkgkgSxj7P85j7dP_E2o1gq_1brUGskglyK04MBTQxevlOfl2gQZicrFK-ELUfhxYhzTfwNRl0Z6lIzcrvWvLU5Tj06L05AepfbGXPN_dUJE5teRrVsBfHt3keMDM4C3mg/s320/IMG_8991.JPG" border="0" /></a> It was an epic struggle. It should be noted that my parents braided the now useless drawstring to make it easier for us to play with.<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjLeWDN163ceySAc_gFeDUlvxQ8GZ_at7Q4-OMcLNzZgoO4RmTyDM0PZ8wwPBYkpTyMBMBQmfhl2wAfgEwSv77RjDT3D8Fni1p0SObiBVEujw3zmD8P31Ve3cw-gdqI4NQgoINkfA/s1600-h/IMG_8992.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256496552927595074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjLeWDN163ceySAc_gFeDUlvxQ8GZ_at7Q4-OMcLNzZgoO4RmTyDM0PZ8wwPBYkpTyMBMBQmfhl2wAfgEwSv77RjDT3D8Fni1p0SObiBVEujw3zmD8P31Ve3cw-gdqI4NQgoINkfA/s320/IMG_8992.JPG" border="0" /></a> Grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr. Give it up you little brat!!!<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgNE8_EH6O-HU2aF_UWj-BKf0t1rnFseAxb605QgbDqfHqjlVoqnqmO2F8lYDQsjNogqsE2mHnM8WFPBml-Rn2_McaTP7OIMrr1wgVa9NNWiWa1xDr2I7HMYoUf_SKP_bVWuopo_g/s1600-h/IMG_8995.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256496428809362722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgNE8_EH6O-HU2aF_UWj-BKf0t1rnFseAxb605QgbDqfHqjlVoqnqmO2F8lYDQsjNogqsE2mHnM8WFPBml-Rn2_McaTP7OIMrr1wgVa9NNWiWa1xDr2I7HMYoUf_SKP_bVWuopo_g/s320/IMG_8995.JPG" border="0" /></a> Cosette: I will not tolerate your bullying you cycloptic thug-pug.<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiXg6bTtoh6Xw49ob32grM94maPT66Xr52mspyf1FJmeOkqNWjRppAr08LfzJInSDg8sBbjiiTw28PDREieZp2YZjrzBfeuwwDdKkX3xmCLez59mwkTEk8Hng26orHTyaV0W8ldag/s1600-h/IMG_9008.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256496209115604306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiXg6bTtoh6Xw49ob32grM94maPT66Xr52mspyf1FJmeOkqNWjRppAr08LfzJInSDg8sBbjiiTw28PDREieZp2YZjrzBfeuwwDdKkX3xmCLez59mwkTEk8Hng26orHTyaV0W8ldag/s320/IMG_9008.JPG" border="0" /></a> Now, just for fun, here is a random picture of Cosette dressed like a chicken. She refused to sit still and pose for the camera. It sucks to be her.<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjj4OOJwh1hE-MKu5yxjnK-DefiLuIJlpGVYJ27ayR98rpEWNRrKzF3WfVQTSFbqQPHudPh9VVGarwamYy0Yfbgv31JaM3Eg_FetPYRbzgssrv-qxSFzLAPJAPOAl6Xgca24GOqdw/s1600-h/IMG_9013.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256496090195047634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjj4OOJwh1hE-MKu5yxjnK-DefiLuIJlpGVYJ27ayR98rpEWNRrKzF3WfVQTSFbqQPHudPh9VVGarwamYy0Yfbgv31JaM3Eg_FetPYRbzgssrv-qxSFzLAPJAPOAl6Xgca24GOqdw/s320/IMG_9013.JPG" border="0" /></a> This is her trying to get help from Daddy. That is called being naive.<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhAq-Pr7xX4OvQkKvrCGud5972CvYvdzdnK9nwRhS96S2HIXG8khKrG0u7EEBPM8gipGdudp69lqsMnMvf5RG6sygXJrD0CXkqYb1CL6iTIP2XMtS0pWuErIsj2n5GoVUnsYp2ehQ/s1600-h/IMG_8806.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256495777518970290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhAq-Pr7xX4OvQkKvrCGud5972CvYvdzdnK9nwRhS96S2HIXG8khKrG0u7EEBPM8gipGdudp69lqsMnMvf5RG6sygXJrD0CXkqYb1CL6iTIP2XMtS0pWuErIsj2n5GoVUnsYp2ehQ/s320/IMG_8806.JPG" border="0" /></a> After the battle with the chicken costume, Cosette was exhausted. Really, she gets worn out pretty easily!<br /></div><div>Snarf <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">everydog</span> later, </div><div>/s/ Winston, Grand Duke of <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">Pugsworth</span> </div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div>Winstonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01563212976118785314noreply@blogger.com8