Pugoween!
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.


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.

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.

Here I am much happier, sans costume.

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.

Silly girls and their silly dresses. They just don't know any better.

This is my good buddy Rocco. He was a dogtor for pugoween, and he was one of the three winners of the costume contest.

Here I am playing with a chug. He was small enough that I did not find him threatening.

We played fetch with that green toy.

Then he got bored and decided to attack Cosette. I wasn't going to interrupt that.

Finally we got to come home and relax on the couch. Ahhhh, this is more like it!

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.

Snarf everydog later,

/s/ Winston, Grand Duke of Pugsworth

I goofed
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.

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.

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.

The aforementioned pug was happy, and he and his guy lived happily ever after.

Snarf everydog later,

/s/Winston, the Grand Duke of Pugsworth

The Simple Things in PugLife
Me and the Stray like to Party, but sometimes it is the simple things that truly make us happy... and frustrate our parents.

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.

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.

I let her win for a while so that we could continue to play, which is apparently not unusual.

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.

Grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr. Give it up you little brat!!!

Cosette: I will not tolerate your bullying you cycloptic thug-pug.

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.

This is her trying to get help from Daddy. That is called being naive.

After the battle with the chicken costume, Cosette was exhausted. Really, she gets worn out pretty easily!

Snarf everydog later,

/s/ Winston, Grand Duke of Pugsworth

The Cosette Colbert Report
We interrupt the normally scheduled broadcast to announce that my brother won this week's Project Dogway. Scroll down to see my big bro's ugly mug. [Mommy's note: Winston is very handsome.]

Here's lookin' at you with two eyes,
Cosette Colbert d'Bonapug

A rainy Seattle Week
Yes, there is rain in Seattle. It is not a myth. Allow me to educate you on how pugs deal with such a situation.

This week, Cosette and I spent a lot of time sleeping. We even snuggled a little bit. Don't get me wrong, I am very tolerant of girl pug puppies. Some of my closest friends are girl pug puppies. I will tolerate girl pug puppies having the same rights as strapping male pugs like myself.

That being said, I don't think anything should get in the way of the sacred union between a grown pug and his daddy's lap.

I still like to get some alone time on my pedestal.

Cosette also spent a lot of time this weekend chewing on things she shouldn't chew on, like the couch.

Cosette: "What's wrong with that?"

So, my parents bought her some keys. I don't know why keys would be as tasty or fun to chew on as the couch, but Cosette totally fell for it.

This little thing has jaw strength normally reserved for pitbulls. My tail is well aware of this.

She really loved those keys! All afternoon, all she did was chew on them. But, it wasn't long before she was destroying those too, breaking little pieces off that apparently she could've choked on.

Cosette: "What's wrong with that?" Puppies are so stoopid.

Snarf everydog later,

/s/ Winston, Grand Duke of Pugsworth