Theme-less
This post has no theme, it is simply pictures of the mostest adorable pug in the universe!!!

This is the studly creature staring deep into his servants eyes...and seeking out more treats.

This is him begging for the treat that he dropped to be hand fed to him.

This is me offering to trade my yummy eggy for a food treat.

I am also hiding from Mommy because she tends to just throw my egg without giving me a treat.

This is me exhausted after a day of trying to acquire treats.

Same picture, but with my paw down so as to show my full puggy handsomeness.

Nap time again.

Snarf everydog later and Happy 2008!!!

/s/ Winston, Grand Duke of Pugsworth

My Eggs
I love all my toys. My parents have often marvelled at how I seemed to have a rotation of stuffies to play with, but there always was a "first among equals" to speak of. Originally it was my pig toys, but I soon outgrew them; then I fell in love with my football loofa, but he soon died a pug related disembowelment death; then I chose Alberto Gonzales the Ducky (the original) to be my new BFF, but he decided to adopt a low profile when some people starting pestering him about numerous instances of "perjury" and "obstruction of justice" and "abuse of power/corruption" and started throwing around the term "prison sentence." I have not seen ole Al in a while. After he left I thought I would never love again ... that is until another ducky entered my life.

Remember Alberto Gonzalez 2.0? I introduced you to him a while ago, and I probably told you that the best thing about him is the three eggs he had inside him. I could dig at him, and the three eggs would come out, and then I had three of the most wonderful toys I have ever had. They combine my three favorite things - balls, stuffies, and squeaking.

See how awesome the eggs are?! I wanted one with me everywhere I went.

I liked to sleep with them in the big bed.

I liked to sleep with them in my own bed.

I loved them even when they got really dirty and nasty.

I loved them even after Mommy had to perform emergency surgery on them to stop their guts from falling out. But as you can see, the eggs were on their last legs.

Then the most pawsome thing ever happened: for Christmas, I got a big ball FULL of TONS of brand new eggs!! Here you can see the ball with its many eggs, and one pink egg off to the side.

The first thing I did with this amazing gift was get out every single egg.

This is me digging inside the big ball to make sure that I did not miss a single egg!

I put lots of them in my bed and was constantly chasing the rest.

I'm so happy!! My favorite thing to do with the eggs is play fetch with one while keeping another one in my mouth. So I will make one of the humans throw an egg, even though I already have one in my mouth. And when they throw the egg, I run after it even though I already have one in my mouth. And then I push the second one around with my nose and paws all around the house. And anytime my parents put the eggs back in the big ball, I take all of them out before I start playing again. On top of it all Mommy and Daddy have been with me all week. This has been the mostest awesomest week ever.

Snarf everydog later,

/s/ Winston, Grand Duke of Pugsworth

The Night Before A Puggy Christmas
Twas the night before Christmas
and snuggled in bed,
a cute little mongrel
rested his head

His smooth coat was fawn,

his wrinkled face was flat,

he snorted and wheezed,

the pug was so fat

Lost in his dreams

he turned on his pillow,

stretched out his paws

and kicked the big fellow

The daddy beside him

had promised him that,

presents were coming

from a man in a hat

This fat Santa man was

completely beloved,

but his milk and cookies

were eaten by a pug

Was this a big deal?

Would Santa be mad?

If he didn't get toys

the pug would be sad

Reflecting back

on two thousand seven,

he'd been a good dog,

like an angel from heaven

When all of a sudden there arose such a noise

he was quite hopeful it was Santa with toys

Then what to his big bulging eyes should appear

but a bearded fat man and eight dogs that looked weird

Santa dropped off the presents

and gave him a pat,

then looked to his dogs

and straightened his hat

"When it comes to being cute

you're a hard pug to beat,

but next year please

stay away from MY treats"

Then he yelled to the pug

as he flew out of sight

"Merry Christmas to pugs

and to all pugs a good night!"

Snarf everydog later and MERRY CHRISTMAS!!!

/s/ Winston, Grand Duke of Pugsworth

My New Jacket
Me, Mommy, and Daddy got new matching jackets for Christmas. My parents thought that mine was so cute that they had to try it on me a bit early. As always, I was miserable in clothing.

The reflective tape gives off a really creepy glow.

This is my YUCK face, as I try to show my parents the utter disgust that I feel at ever being dressed up.

This is what I call "post daycare." I just sleep for entire next day after daycare because I get so exhausted running away from other dogs for about 12 hours straight. Mommy and Daddy say that they just want to play with me, but they have never seen the maniacal look in these yorkies eyes. Those dogs have a few screws loose if you ask me.

This is sleeping on top of Mommy. Mommy is good snuggler when she is not trying to kill me.

When I am scared my tail unravels. This also happens when I am completely at ease. Guess which I am feeling in the picture above.

I WISH Daddy would just let me sleep.

Oh well, I can rest with my eyes open if need be.

Snarf everydog later,

/s/ Winston, Grand Duke of Pugsworth

Pug Meetup
I want to note that I recently posted my 200th post a few weeks ago, and I wish to thank all my loyal fans. Without your views and wonderful comments I would have quit long ago. Now that I am fully recovered from kennel cough (it took a week and a half of hacking to get over it) my Parents are requiring me to go play again; therefore I was forced to make an appearance at the pug meetup. I met Santie Claus but Mommy thinks that I am contractually forbidden from posting the picture due to some pesky licensing agreement.

This is me in my Puppia and festive Christmas collar.

This is a little energetic pug named Peanut that I played tug-o-war with for a while. Despite being half my size she whooped me.

This is my old friend buddy. When I first met him he was a little four pound pup. He is now a 29 pound monster. His parents still love him.

This is a Shar-Pug (Sharpei/pug mix). I forget what her name was.

This is the undisputed stud of the hour...Winston the One-eyed Pug. I honestly believe that my different colored eyes make me look dignified.

This is me tired and sleeping on Mommy's lap (my standard position from Friday to Sunday night).

Falling asleep.....................

And finally out cold for a mid-morning nap.

Snarf everydog later,

/s/ Winston, Grand Duke of Pugsworth

Cute Pictures of Me and Christmas Photo Out-takes
Hey everydog!! I had my Christmas card photo shoot and like always, I was a bad pug. Here are a few cute pictures of me and then non-selected Christmas card pictures.

This is me begging Daddy for food by showing him how emaciated I am, and how I can sit beside the table while he is eating without bothering him. Mean old Daddy still ignored me.

This is the pug using several thousand years worth of evolution to blend into its natural environment.

This is Daddy trying to get me to sit while wearing a white thingy and halo during my Christmas photo-shoot.

I see that treat Mommy...now give it over!!

She would not give over the treat, something about not facing the right direction, so I gave the sad eyes. I don't remember whether it worked but it probably did because no one wants to ever see a sad pug.

This is me being a total ham and refusing to even sit in front of the backdrop.

This is a somewhat good picture of me and the halo.

And this is me finally telling my parents "ENOUGH" and demanding an end to the abuse, as well as all the treats they currently had. I will post the Christmas card picture after my extended family has received them.

Snarf everydog later,

/s/ Winston, Grand Duke of Pugsworth

I Am Feeling Much Better (knock on wood)
Thank you everyone for your well wishes. I seem to be getting better and I have not sounded like a twenty year smoker for several days now. My energy is also coming back nicely. I was somewhat bummed to learn that some December holiday may result in more of me dressing up.

This is what I did for most of the weekend, when I wasn't sleeping.

The tug-of-war weekend came to an abrupt end when my parents came home with some shopping bags Sunday night. To prepare my loyal reader for what is about to come, here is a picture (above) from last Christmas, when I was cute (and had two functioning eyes).

This is my parents preparing me for another photo shoot this year. For soem reason they put me on the table next to this weird tree. Note that there is a ceramic pug below the tree.

This is me doing the standard "It is edible?" pug sniff-test.

This is me posing with a stoopid hat on.

MERRY CHRISTMAS EVERYONE!!!! Okay...I said it, now where is my treat?

C'mon, gimme the stoopid treat or I am goint to jump off the table and take it from you!!!

I did finally get the treat, and afterwards it was time to go nappies again.

Of course, is there ever really a bad time to go nappies??

Snarf everydog later,

/s/ Winston, Grand Duke of Pugsworth