Friday, August 30, 2013
I can't help but update the way I draw based on real life and it makes me sad to now add some gray to the bottom of Rosy's muzzle. Stop aging so quickly Rosy! It's ok - they love me and my premature gray hairs and I love their lil graying muzzles.
Thursday, August 29, 2013
This morning we came out of the elevator and were surprised with one of the unfriendly big dogs right at the door. It snapped at us and Rosy went ballistic. And anytime Rosy loses it, Sunny snaps at and pushes into Rosy to regulate her. So this is all going on as my other neighbors walk by shocked. By that point the instigating unfriendly dog has been pulled into the elevator so all people now see are two crazy pugs. They didn't start this mess but it's still embarrassing when people who don't know the situation walk by thinking I have crazy pugs (I do, but it's only ok for me to say that!). After that, Rosy wasn't feeling any other dogs today and snapped at one her own size and then refused to eat breakfast. So not a good start to the day at all. I know part of it isn't her fault, but I do still need to work on Rosy's interactions with other dogs. Sunny simply ignores mean dogs and walks away, but now that we have Rosy Sunny usually gets involved trying to keep Rosy in check.
The drama never ends with these two.
Thursday, August 22, 2013
All of this is coinciding with my trying to figure out what I want to do with this in the future. I've been thinking about whether I should branch out into non-pug drawings like I did in the beginning, or keep trying to think of new ways to do pug drawings. I guess I'm just stuck in a rut lately. I haven't taken a long vacation for a while and I think I'm just having some mental burn out from everything.
Another big reason for the decrease in posts, especially in the past few weeks, is that I've developed tendonitis in my right wrist and so holding a pen for too long can make my wrist ache and after a while I get some weakness in my fingers. Even doing this simple drawing made my wrist ache and I had to put on a splint afterwards. My tendonitis is most likely tied to the long hours I've been spending at work recently, but I bet that another cause is lugging around my two fat pugs, as shown in this drawing! I kid, I kid! Sorta. It also doesn't help that my right wrist is Sunny's favorite chin rest.
This is the splint I've been wearing recently.
Tuesday, August 13, 2013
Anytime I have concentrated social activities, whether it's with strangers, friends, or family, I need a certain amount of down time when I can just veg, relax, and do whatever I want to do. This time is sacred to me! Of course, these rules do not apply to my pugs and I never get tired of their company! (well almost never).
For the most part, I'd be a super happy camper if I could just spend my days lounging about in my pajamas, eating yummy food, reading a good book, and snuggling with my pugs. I've been dreaming about this a lot lately especially since I haven't had a summer vacation this year and I'm feeling burned out.
Thursday, August 8, 2013
My sister and I have always had very different philosophies in how we view aging and death, which often used to lead to huge fights when we were younger because she would want to talk and plan for what would happen after various family member's deaths (she loves to plan for everything and her Google calendar, which she works on years in advance, would frighten you with its color coding and details). I, on the other hand, would essentially stick my fingers in my ear and go LA LA LA, STOP (metaphorically, but sometimes literally). But I do have to come to terms with the fact that dogs don't live as long as humans, no matter how much I wish they did.
I can never understand why people dump their dogs at shelters once they get old. I suppose when a lot of people get adorable little puppies they often don't think about how short a dog's life span is and how several years later they'll have to take care of a senior pug that will likely require more care and medical expenses. But I love senior pugs! That's when they're at their best - they're super sweet and love to nap and laze about. I think senior pugs are my spirit animals because I am by nature a lazy person who loves to eat and nap.
So since a pug Neverland doesn't exist (how awesome would that be?!), I'm looking forward to growing older with my pugs, both the ups and the downs.
Tuesday, August 6, 2013
When I first got Rosy I was always fretting about the girls' interactions. But now I've had them long enough to know that there's nothing for me to worry about. They have these play/fights, and if they ever get to be too much Sunny will execute her famous walrus attack and heave her massive body against Rosy. Every now and then Sunny has to exert her alpha position. It's been a loooong time since I've actually had to break up a fight. So now most nights the girls are going at it on the couch on or next to me and I just ignore them as I watch TV and am on the computer, getting bumped into and scratched by their nails.
Friday, August 2, 2013
I previously had a Roomba which I really liked at first. It's easier in lots of ways and it can go under furniture because it's so small and low to the ground. But it kept getting stuck on my chairs and I ended up having to clear a room of all small furniture before turning on the Roomba which got to be a pain. It also has a very small bin which would quickly fill up with pug fur so I had to empty it repeatedly. And I didn't feel like the suction was that great for carpet.
A few weeks ago the battery just started dying and wouldn't hold a charge. So I decided to use this as an opportunity to upgrade and I got a Dyson animal (compact version). It was pricy but omg is it amazing! The suction power on this is so strong that you can feel it when you try to push it along carpet. And afterwards my carpet had never felt so clean before! I think the Roomba did a good job of getting surface fur, but it didn't have the power to get the furs deep within the carpet fibers. The Dyson is also super light weight and relatively easy to maneuver. And you can turn the handle upside down and use it as a suction hose or with various attachments.
I always resisted Dyson because of the high price and their stupid commercials (I know it's a stupid reason to dislike a product but I've always hated their commercials ever since that first one where the man is just talking about the mechanics of something and you can't even tell he's talking about a vacuum!), but this is by far the best vacuum I've ever used. I can quickly vacuum a room moving things as I go and end up with a spotless floor! It's about as loud as a hairdryer (nothing like the vacuum cleaners from when I was younger that would make me and my dogs go upstairs to my bedroom as my mom vacuumed). I think if you have a bigger house with carpet the full size Dyson animal may be a better fit since the bin is bigger and the cord is longer.
Anyways, behold my new Dyson and the pug fur it trapped (this was from my living room (carpeted) and kitchen).
Thursday, August 1, 2013
There was one stretch near the end when I kept getting the same driver each night as I left the office anywhere from 10pm-4am. One night in the middle of a big closing, I was going home at 4am to shower, take out my contacts, and then come back to the office for a 5:30am conference call (which everyone else ended up forgetting about except for another poor associate at a law firm), and the driver asked if I worked a night shift. I told him no and that my working hours start in the morning. He was shocked and asked me, "Why do you work such crazy hours?" and all I could say was, "I honestly don't know."
The last straw was when I worked every day of December, including Christmas! I was on vacation with my family and I was miserably working in my sister's bug-filled basement as I could hear the happy Charlie Brownish muted murmurs and footsteps of everyone having fun upstairs. Not too long after that I started looking for a new job and planning to leave NY.
So even though I complain now and am so tired I'm doing the sleepy head bob like the pugs in my drawing, it's still better than what my life was like 4 years ago. Not to mention that I was also pugless those years!
Sorry this post is so long and rambling. My brain says it's time for more caffeine!