First of all, thanks to all those who wished me a happy barkday, unfortunately it wasn't my barkday. Due to a computer error, people wanting to wish Pseudo Winston a happy birthday were accidentally directed to my blog. There is an outside chance that Al-Qaeda sabotage may be responsible, PIA is investigating. [Parents' note: No, Al-Qaeda is not involved, and the Pug Intelligence Agency is too fascinated by chasing their own tails to do anything.] Anyways, back to the Pug meetup. Here are the players:
Me, the good looking one; codename: the Grand Duke.
Rollo, the idiot; codename: the Recycler [Parents' note: he eats his own poo...he even managed to poop in the hallway and start eating it in the middle of today's playdate].
and Parker, the Bug (Boston Terrier- Pug mix); codename: Lollipop [Mommy's note: Winston's Daddy nicknamed her Lollipop because she is so cute you just want to kiss her all over in dog fashion].
This is Rollo looking for everyone to get distracted so that he can sneak of to do some "recycling."
Rollo being a spoiled rotten huge idiot. Note how his head is way too small for his body.
Now, compare this picture "back to back" with the next picture.
A good view of all three of us puggies raising real heck.
Here we are all looking at Rollo, trying to figure out what, if anything, he is thinking.
This is Daddy and Rollo doing some snuggling. Daddy feels sorry for Rollo because he thinks that Rollo does not possess enough brain-cells to make all his vital systems function continuously.
Me (left) and Rollo (right, without the sweatshirt) playing a little on top of Mommy (with the sweatshirt).
Me and Parker pose nice for the camera, and Rollo ... sniffs my butt. What is the deal with my teeth here?
No more pictures Mommy!
I'm exhausted! We had a blast and it was fun to see Aunt Lynn and Uncle Ray again.Snarf everydog later,
/s/ Winston, Grand Duke of Pugsworth
8 comments:
I'm sorry I'm a day late! Wishing you a happy birthday Winston! I hope you celebrated in style and got lots of treats and pressies!
Love ya lots,
Maggie
Oh, good ol' Rollo. You can always count on him for a laugh!
Did he actually eat his own poop in the hallway, Winston? Ewwww...
You are the handsomest pug there, without a doubt!
Puggy kisses
Suki
So uh, Mommy really wants to know if Pugs have any brains to begin with. I tried to tell her we are the most advanced species and asides from our inability to speak human we would rule the universe, but since she's the one typing I guess her stupid questions will be asked.
I'm sorry if this post twice. Rollo's lack of brains may be rubbing off on me.
I would like to further the evidence that Pugs may not have brains. I love Rollo but....... I purchased a special magnet to put on my screen door, right at pug height to keep the dogs from plowing into the screen. What did he do? He plowed into the magnet on the screen. As to the recycling: we have tried everything, special pills, pineapple, scolding, you name it. The boy just loves his own poop.
As to our visit...
Winston was a gracious host. He allowed Parker to eat his greenie and everyone drank his water. Then Parker peed in his bathroom. Whatya gonna do?
Some one has to love these rotund Napoleons. I guess it will be me and Ray.
I like to think Rollo is just being efficient, and that he realizes there is still caloric value in the poop. Thus, eating it means he's just making full use of the nutritional value of his food.
OK! Now I know! You are a party pooch, Winston! Oh yes you are!
hey winston
one of many of my coworkers think that all pugs are weird
I don't know if Rollo is going to be your friend anymore after that post Winston. You are kinda harsh!
Looks like you had a good party though!
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