Daddy's just as bad...

I thought mommy was bad by wearing her wedding dress around the house while daddy was at work...I am sad to admit...daddy is just as bad. This is a photo of daddy's suit for the wedding. Want to know how I know that? Let me take you back to Saturday night...
Mommy and daddy pop open a bottle of wine with dinner. Once they finished their dinner, they went upstairs. When I finally dragged my little pug butt up the stairs to join them this is what I saw-
Daddy walking around in his wedding suit, and mommy prancing around in PJ pants rolled up to her knees and her wedding shoes on her feet, veil trailing behind her! They were being so silly!

I would have joined them in my dog tux, however, I outgrew it!

Surgery and recovery

Sorry I have not written in awhile. I have been recovering from my surgery. Don't worry...I am doing just fine. Let me take you back in time a couple of days.....

Monday night-

Where is my food? All the food in the house was missing. The water, too.

"Gus," everyone kept saying, "you cannot have anything to eat or drink after 6pm. Doctors orders."

Doctors orders??? I thought to myself. Whatever that means.

Tuesday- Mommy's alarm went off soooooooo early. I did not want to get out of bed, but then she said the magic words,

"Gus wanna go for a ride in the car?"

BOING! My head shot up, I then stood up, and ran all around. I love to go for rides in the car! Strange that it is so early, though.

We went outside and got into the car. I had never been in the car so early in the morning. It was still dark out. I was still sleepy, so I proceeded to take a nap while mommy drove.

After what seemed like a blink of an eye (I was sleeping, I guess it really took about an hour), we were in a parking lot outside of a big building. We got out of the car and headed inside. Once inside I recognized where we were...A VET!!!!!

Oh no! Gotta get out, gotta get out! I sniffed around looking for an exit. Mommy talked to one of the ladies telling them why she was there. Then she said the words no dog wants to hear. Neuter. Oh no! not my balls! Mommy picked me up to comfort me while she continued to talk to the lady. I started to shake.

"It's ok, Gus. They are going to take really good care of you. Mommy is not leaving you. I will be back. It's ok." She kept saying over and over.

" You can head in to one of the rooms on the right. Any room is fine. Then someone will be in to see you." the nice lady said.

We walked into a room. Mommy tried to put me on the exam table but I would not let her. I wrapped my paws around her neck and held on. She must have known I was scared because she kept holding me, petting me and comforting me. Soon a man came in and wanted mommy to sign a consent form. She tried to put me down again. This time I took my paw and got it tangled in her sweater in order to stall. She got it untangled, though and put me down. She signed, off came my collar, on came a new one.

Hey, wait! why is the man holding the leash and not mommy?

"Be a good boy, Gus. It's ok, mommy will be back tommorrow to pick you up. " and with that said, mommy started to walk down the hall as the man tried to get me to walk the other way. Tried is the key word. I put on my four-paw breaks and strained my head to look to where mommy was going. But she was gone.

I was brought back to a spot that reminded me of my crate at home, but without the fleecey blanket and snuggly pillow. I was sad. I missed my mommy and daddy.

*Everything that happened after that was a blur. I went to sleep with my balls, I woke up and there were none.*

Wednesday- I napped on and off throughout the morning until a nice lady came in to get me.

I wonder where I am going now? I thought. She carried me into a room and guess what?!?!?!?!? MOMMY WAS THERE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

She handed me over to mommy and I was so happy. My tail kept wagging and wagging and wagging. I knew she would come back! Just like she said she would!

The nurse gave mommy instructions and told her my stiches were absorbable and I would not have to come back to get them removed (that was nice to hear). We walked outside so I could pee and then got in the car. We sat in the parking lot for a bit while cuddling.

"Gus, I missed you so much," mommy kept saying.

I missed you, too, mommy.

"Gus, wanna go see daddy? We might be able to make it to his work in time for when he gets there."

Of course I did! When she saw my tail wag she took that as a yes, so that's what we did. Unfortunatly we were not going to make it in time, so we stopped to get coffee (one for daddy too!) because he said he could sneak out in a half hour or so to see us. When I saw daddy-it totally made my day! Both my parents were so happy to see that I was ok, and I was so happy to see them. (If you ask me...i think they are a little attached. Their lives seem to revolve around me. Not that I am complaining!)

Mommy and I then headed home so I could rest. I headed into my crate (where I love to nap...the door is always kept open so I can go in and out as I please). I spent the rest of my day recovering from my ordeal.

a trip to see great grandma

I took a trip to Rhode Island with daddy and grandma to see great grandma at her nursing home. I was so excited when I found out. Grandma thought I should dress up in my red polo shirt, because LM (aka great grandma) can see me better with the red shirt. It turned out to be chilly out, so I was happy to have the shirt on.

When we got there, daddy walked me into the building. All the nurses said "hi" to me and greeted me with a pat on the head. I sniffed about, until I came across some familiar faces...LM and Lydia!!! I climbed the chair, put my paws on the table, and greeted them.

"Hi Lydia and LM!" I barked. Lydia said hi and LM turned to look at me.........

"Hey!!!" she said, "it's that cute dog with the curly tail!" after she realized who I was she was all smiles! And she LOVED my red shirt! I am so glad grandma picked it out for me.

Daddy and everyone sat around and talked, while I took turns sitting on everyones laps. I said hi to all the patients that love dogs. I think I made their day. They all seemed kinda sad until I gave them some pug kisses, then they were all smiles. Mommy and daddy keep talking about getting me certified as a pet-therepy dog at their hospitals...I think it would be a great idea. I love people and the more people to pet me, the better!

Soon it was time for me to go home..."Bye, everyone! Love you!" I said on my way out to the car to go for the long ride home.

A day at the park

I was soooo happy! Nothing makes my day more than when mommy asks me if I want to go for a ride in the car, and then she adds the words "we're going to the bark park so you can play with your friend Buddy!"
We jumped into the car and headed down to the park. My only thought was...it is kinda chilly out and mommy is wearing workout clothes. She will freeze her little tushy off.
We arrived at the park and Buddy wasn't there yet.
"Come on Gus! We will wait for Buddy inside the park" mommy said. So out of the car we jumped and headed into the park. There were so many doggys there and they were all my size! Once inside the gate, mommy unhooked my leash and let me run free! I was sprinting from one end of the park to another! I got some other dogs involved in a game of "chase the puppy" and "tag". We all would run and run and run while our parents stood around and talked about us. I made sure to go up to every human there and say "hi". They all loved me! I got free head pats all around!
"Gus! Here comes Buddy!" I hear mommy say. I glanced over and saw Buddy and his mommy walking towards the enterance to the park. hmmmm, I thought, she is wearing workout clothes too.
Once inside, Buddy ran right up to me! We recognized eachother like we had never been apart. We played and played and played, until our mommy's said, "ok, boys, time to go in the car"
wait, wait, why are we going in the car??? I thought
"Gus, mommy and Nola are going for a run around the park and then we will be back to play again." turns out there is a 1.6 mile loop around the bark park through the woods and mommy and her friend were going to run it.
"Be right back!" mommy yells as she takes off running.
Pretty soon they are back. It was like a blink of an eye. Actually, after a long drink of water I fell asleep, so it seemed like a blink of an eye.
Here comes mommy..."Gus, you are going with Buddy in the park. Nola will keep an eye on you. Mommy's going to run one more lap" she handed me off and took off running again.
Once inside the park Buddy and I played some more, but I kept getting distracted. I would walk over to the edge of the park where the fence was and look for mommy. I would play a little, then go back to looking for mommy. Oh! how I missed her so!
What's that I see????? I see a pink shirt coming towards us! It's mommy! It's mommy!!!
"Hi Gus!!!" she shouts, as she gets closer to the fence. She walks over to the gate and I followed her the entire way. We played for a bit longer and then headed home. I was so exhausted that I fell asleep as soon as the car started to move.
When we were home and I saw daddy I told him about my fun day at the park. He says we will go back again soon. I can't wait!!!

helping daddy study

The other day daddy was studying really, really hard for his test. I helped him. While glancing over his notes, I realized how hard nuring school is. I am smart and all, but I am afraid a pug could not handle the courseload school has. I will just stand by daddy and support him while he finishes school. Whenever he sits down to study, I make sure to lay on his lap so he cannot get up and do something fun. He is stuck right under me with nothing to do but read his notes. When he graduates next year I hope I can attend his graduation with mommy and grandma. I am sure if it is indoors they could smuggle me in in a napsack or something. Oh! I know!!! mommy can wrap me in a blanket and just pretend I am a baby...school officials will not even know! Until then I am daddy's support. His rock, if you will. When mommy is at work, I am here for him.

my new friend

"Gus, wanna go to Petco? Wanna go for a ride in the car? Buh-byes?" I hear mommy saying.
"Come on, Gus, lets go buh-byes!" daddy chimmed right in.
Yipee! I get to go for a ride in the car!!!!! My favorite!
After a short ride we pulled up to Petco. I was so excited! We went inside and walked around a bit, then headed towards the dreaded grooming door.
Oh no! I thought, not my nails! But I was too late. Already in the door, daddy scooped me up and told the lady I was in dire need of a nail clipping.
"It says here in his chart that he needs to be held to get his nails clipped" the lady said
"Yeah," daddy replied, "he is quite a squirmer"
"All pugs are like that" the lady stated.
Did you hear that???All pugs don't like to get their nails clipped! It's not just me! It's genetic!
So daddy proceeds to hold me in his arms, while mommy pets me and tells me it's ok. All the while the lady is clipping my nails, one paw at a time.
In the photo above, I saw another pug at the groomers. Well, at least I thought I did. Turns out it was my reflection!

D-Day

I just overheard mommy talking on the phone. It wasn't good. D-day is March 25th. D-DAY!!!! As in D-balling. I am getting neutered! I hate to think what that means but I am certain I have an idea. This is not my idea of fun, but mommy and daddy seem to think it is a good thing to do. I am scared! I am terrified! Maybe grandma will hide me while she is visiting and I won't have to go! Daddy....listen to me daddy.....we are boys, we need to stick together! Don't let them take my manhood!

AASI

I would like to tell you about my new club. I am the charter member. The cats have joined me as well. It is AASI. Spelled out, it is Animals Against Sleeping In. That's right. Animals Against Sleeping In. Mommy and daddy were not as happy as I thought they would be. I was jumping around in bed, trying to get them to play very early this morning. Then I chased a kitty around the bed.
"Gus! Calm down!" they would say. I was so full of energy I could not stop though. Eventually mommy and daddy gave up on sleeping in and daddy took me outside for a walk while mommy made some coffee.

cook in the kitchen

I awoke this morning to see daddy was feeling much better. I made him his dinner to take to work tonight. Yum! I learned how to cook from watching mommy. I was going to make stir fry (daddy's favorite), but found it difficult to cut the peppers. I decided on spaghetti. Boil water, add the noodles, stir in the sauce. An easy meal for a pug to make. I wish I could east some spaghetti, but mommy says only my pup food is good for me. With the occasional treat, of course! I have to admit, I do eat the kitty food on occasion. I can't be at fault for that, though. When the cats walk away from a perfectly good meal because they are done, someone has to eat the leftovers! Don't want to waste them.

My mission

My mission for the day is to make daddy better. As I stated in my previous blog entry, my daddy is sick. When he finally awoke from his nap, mommy made toast, while I gave daddy a back rub. A "pug massage", if you will. Daddy seemed to enjoy it and if I keep pampering him maybe he will get well enough to play with me!

Oh! poor daddy!

Daddy has come down with what seems to be the flu. He came home from work last night not feeling so well. Before he got home, mommy and I got the bed all set for him. We put a bottle of water on the nightstand, along with some meds and a bowl, just in case. I fell asleep next to daddy to keep him company. Halfway through the night he got up and made a run for the bathroom...and started making all kinds of scary noises. I did not know what to think, so I barked and barked at him. This woke mommy and she came running too! As she stood there rubbing daddy's back I continued to bark. Finally daddy went back to bed. Mommy went downstairs to lay on the couch and watch tv. I was a bit confused. I spent my time going back and forth between mommy and daddy. I could not decide where I wanted to sleep. Morning came and mommy went to the store to fetch gatorade, ginger ale, and some other stuff for daddy. I made sure he took everything he was suppose to. I was like a guard dog taking care of daddy. Whenever he made a move, I went and got mommy. I am sad daddy does not feel good.

Sunday morning