A Potential New Teacher

Now that Ayatollah Mugsy has tended to my spiritual well-being, I believe that this pug can teach me to be subtle and cunning so that I may take on covert missions for Puglife Ministries.

The Grand Duke

WHAT THE F@!#????
I was told by my Parents that this lousy weather should not occur in Seattle. I hate this!!! This stuff...they call it snow, is cold and wet and interferes with my willingness to go potty outside. How long until spring??? But there is good news: The Great and Most Revered Ayatollah Mugsy has accepted me into his Puglife Ministries. My secret mission is to convert the infidels and to bring the always rebellious Jack Russell Terrier species to heel (no pun intended) so that they will bow down to their pug overlords; but don't tell anyone...like I said, it's a secret. First I intend to nap. PS- Doggy Daycare went fine, although I preferred to play with the people as opposed to the other dogs.

Here's Daddy posing me in this cold and miserable stuff yesterday.

This is my buddy Duncan. He's a marine biologist turned law student. I think that he was trained to handle fish differently than one should handle a pug.

This is when it first started snowing. Originally it did not seem that bad.

Slowing taking it in. You can see the snowflakes kinda.

This is me entertaining myself inside (due to inclimiate weather). I can never catch the interesting creatures hiding in this strange box.

The couch is still nice and warm.

Gotta love the bed and snuggling on top of Mommy.

But the snow still makes me feel sad =(

I shall endure...one difficult day at a time.

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

Happy Birthday Mommy!!!
My Mommy turns a ripe old 25 on Monday and I think that this momentous occasion calls for a retrospective look back (I'm too young to know if "retrospective look back" is redundant).

I know that Mommy loves me because I often destroy her favorite blanky (which she always sews back together) but she never gets too mad or stops playing with me.

Here I am at 2 weeks old. Mommy is about 1278 weeks in this picture.

This is the two of us two weeks later (4 weeks and 1280 respectively).

This is me taking my first potty in front of my parents at 4 weeks. Mommy had no idea how many times she would see this.

HAPPY BIRTHDAY MOMMY!!! Don't forget to check the new post below from earlier today.

Snarf everyone later,

/s/ Winston, Grand Duke of Pugsworth

A belated Happy Thanksgiving to all my (3) adoring fans!!
This week I experienced my first "Thanksgiving". My parents kept telling me it was my first Thanksgiving anyway, but I'm not sure what that is. My Mommy and Daddy were both cooking in the kitchen, which meant I got to eat TONS of crumbs that they dropped. I ate so many crumbs that I threw up FOUR times! I also got to go visit some new people - I played with a tiny person, a huge dog, and two cats. On the down side...rumors persist that I will soon be indicted as a serial toy killer, apparently my grand jury testimony went badly; but I learned something: If you are going to deny killing stuffed toys, don't testify with pet stuffing coming out of your mouth. I plan a vigorous defense and will point out that it is not a crime to eat a stuffed animal that already committed suicide. We'll see how that goes.

I also got this awesome new toy in the mail from my Aunt Lynn! I was very proud of my newest kill, and showed it off for the camera. I really like the way that the buffalo hoof covers my eye and makes me look like a pirate with an eye patch.

This is my Aunt Lynn. She was one of the very first people to visit me, so you might notice that I have put on a few pounds since this picture. I was about 8 weeks old here (and 4.5 pounds). As you can see, I love my Aunt Lynn - she got lots of kisses during this visit.

I also got a few kisses too. My Daddy says Aunt Lynn saw me back when I was still cute, and that's why she likes me.

So here I am enjoying my new Buffalo toy.

Look Mommy! I got another kill!

See?

Also this week, I lost my first tooth! [Parents' note: first lost tooth that we know of. Winston also lost another tooth later the same night which he swallowed before we could get it, so he could've lost several teeth before this one.]

I think I'm still very cute and, judging by the amount of bad things I get away with, my parents think so too!

Snarf everyone later,

/s/ Winston, Grand Duke of Pugsworth

PS- I'm really nervous because tomorrow I start doggy daycare, which Mommy and Daddy say is like going to a dogpark for 12 hours straight...but without their feet to hide under.

Another fun weekend!
This weekend I had lots of fun going to a pug meetup, the dogpark, and as always I find ways to entertain myself around the house.

Here I am running from some pugs at the pug meetup. The little black one was my same age, but much more brave than me.

This is another pug hanging out with her human. Pugs need lots of breaks when they play!

I may not be quite as brave as the other pugs, but I still love pug meetups!

Then it was back to the dogpark. This is my usual position at the dogpark - close to my Mommy's feet.

I also ventured out and played with this french bulldog.

This was the tiniest dog I have ever seen! She was even smaller than Bella (Bella was the tiny chihuahua I played with at the dog park a few posts ago). This dog's name is Cookie and I didn't really play with her that much because she was too fast for me!

The dogpark and pug meetups wear me out! I find anywhere I can to sleep, it doesn't take much for me to get comfortable. [Parents' note: Winston actually sleeps like this for long periods of time, this picture is not framed.]

I also played in my toy box with all my toys...

and Daddy's chapstick. I like to jump into my toy box with any fun things I find around the house that I have a feeling might not be my toys. Of course, once they're in my toy box, they become my toys. This is what happened to several pairs of Mommy and Daddy's shoes.

And here I am, stuck on Daddy's long raincoat in his closet. I tried to get the raincoat down and drag it to my toy box, but Mommy and Daddy were saying something about not wanting me to strangle myself, so the raincoat did not become my toy. Yet.

/s/ Winston, Grand Duke of Pugsworth

Mommy was right - the dog park is fun!!
I used to be shy at the dog park, and I only liked to play with the people but not the other dogs, and I liked to stand under Mommy's feet. She kept telling me to "go play!" but lots of other dogs would run and bark and jump at me, so I got nervous. But today, I made a new friend Oliver and I played like crazy at the dog park and I had so much fun!

This is Mommy, Oliver, and me (I'm the cute one).

This is me and Oliver sniffing around.

This is me chasing Oliver, he's so fast he's not even in the picture!

Mommy and I also walked down this path to the lake, where there were lots of big dogs playing and swimming. I was so brave, I led the way down the path.

Of course I had to check and make sure Mommy was following me.

Here I am at the lake, about to pounce on...

...these guys! These are two boxers that I chased and chased at the lake, until they went into the lake. I didn't have my life jacket so I didn't think Daddy would want me going swimming.

I had a great day at the dog park, but I was ready to go home and sleep in my nice soft bed!

My awful new costume
My Mommy is mad at me because I discovered a fun new game...it involves grabbing (with my teeth) some cool paper in the bathroom and running all over the house. The paper is awesome because it keeps unrolling from its spool thingy. I have lots of funny but Mommy got mad and now makes me wear this weird thing that covers me whenever we go outside. (Parents' note: We got Winston a raincoat because it has rained 11 inches in two weeks, he should thank us.)

This is me in my new costume. I hate it but at least Mommy didn't make me put the hood on.

This is me in the full get-up...it makes me sad. That bag is Daddy's computer bag and when it's open I can chew on his textbooks and laptop. IT'S SO MUCH FUN!!!

This is Mommy trying to comfort me and telling me I look cute in this dumb outfit. Apparently, I should be grateful because she had to go to three places to find this stupid costume since everyone else is buying them for their dogs also.

The whole costume thing made me tired and sad...so naturally I tried to catch some shut eye and sought comfort from one of my BFFs.

This face is not as effective as it used to be in getting whatever I want whenever I want it; and my Parents still make me wear that stupid costume all the time =-(

SOOOOOOOOOO TIRED

Hi Daddy, I'm sad, stop making me wear that stupid costume.

I found a awesome new place to chill out without being found. Believe it or not, this is actually very comfy.

One last obligatory cute picture.

Snarf everyone later,

/s/ Winston, Grand Duke of Pugsworth

Lazy day
Today I hung out on the couch watching football - YAY SEAHAWKS!! (My mommy told me to write that, I don't know what a seahawk is but if mommy likes them, I probably like them).

I also paused from my napping and chewing on my toys and the blanket to pose for some pictures. Aren't I cute?

At first I tried to hide from Daddy when I saw the camera...

...but then I remembered that treats usually come with the camera, so I did some more posing.

Then Mommy and I read a paper for Daddy. Mommy said we had to make some marks on the paper with the pen. I wanted to chew on the paper instead, but Mommy said no.

So I tried to attack the pen.

Hi Daddy :) And hello to my many (3) fans!

snarf everyone later!!!

/s/ Winston, Grand Duke of Pugsworth