Tuesday, January 26, 2016

What To Do With Your Pug When It's Snowing

It never fails.  Every first snowstorm, Sunny gets even more stubborn than usual and refuses to do anything outside.  I lay down pee pads indoors and she just sits on them.  I take her back outside and she just stands there with her tail down.

Rosy does her business quickly because she gets that the faster she does it the faster she gets to go back inside.  But Sunny either doesn't get it or just doesn't care.  It's like it's a matter of principle.  She won't go.  Doesn't matter if I dress her up warmly, put booties on her delicate lil paws, or shovel her an elaborate racetrack or maze in my backyard.  She will hold it in for as long as possible until I start to worry about what must be going on inside her.

This snowzilla blizzard was no different and she went the first 24 hours without pooping.  Luckily, she eventually went outside and we avoided any accidents in the house.  After the first day with snow, she gets better but it never gets easy.  I still have to follow her and nudge her to walk to make sure she goes.  While all my neighbors' dogs are frolicking in the snow, Sunny (and, to a certain extent, Rosy) are begging to go inside so that they can snuggle on the sofa.  They're definitely "special" dogs.

And here are some photos of Sunny and Rosy "enjoying" the snow.

The first day started off with light snow and the girls were miserable and refused to do anything in the backyard.
When that didn't work, I got out new sweaters (mostly to keep their fur from getting wet) and put on some booties, hoping they'd feel comfortable enough to go during a walk.
They were not pleased.  But at least it kind of worked.
The next day was the height of the storm and Sunny refused to go but Rosy happily obliged.  (For the record, Rosy does not poop butterflies.)
Once the storm ended, the first thing I did (before even digging out my car) was shovel a racetrack in the backyard for the pugs.
Sunny finally went after digging into the snow until her paws got encrusted with dirt and grass.  Smh.
The pugs started to get restless with their racetrack...
So I extended it into an awesome maze.
Sigh.  So much snow.  Such demanding pugs.  Such a crazy pug lady.

Thursday, December 10, 2015


You can't choose your family.

Poor Sunny. Sometimes I feel bad for her because Rosy can be such a pain with all her drumstick attacking, humping, and food and toy stealing. But I know they love each other deep down because I catch them snuggling or playing together all the time now.

Picture evidence of Sunny's and Rosy's volatile relationship.

Wednesday, November 18, 2015

Whiskey Tango Foxtrot

I've been feeling WTF lately about many things. Whiskey tango foxtrot. Bah humpug!

Friday, November 13, 2015

Fashion Show

There are many promises I made to myself before adopting my pugs that I have since broken. I never intended to let my pugs lay on my brand new fabric couch, and now I've switched to all leather furniture and we camp out on the sofa together all the time. I never intended to let them onto my bed, and now I often wake up to a pug butt in my face with another pug snuggled next to me under the duvet.

But I really thought I'd hold to my last promise - to not become a crazy dog lady who dresses up her pugs. Nope. Sorry. Broken.

I've now moved beyond dressing my pugs in functional coats and sweaters for the cold weather and have bought mohawk hoodies, costumes, and even onesies. Yes, I am that crazy pug lady. And I accept that.

Today I ordered three more onesies. Yaaassssss. 

Tuesday, November 3, 2015

Ugh Bugs!

This weekend I found the first ever tick on Sunny.  It was traumatic.  Not for her, but for me.  We were at my parent's house with my sister and her family and I was rubbing Sunny's belly with my nephew.  I noticed a weird gray bump on her neck waddle and said, "What's that?  Is it moving?"  My nephew leaned in close and said, "It's moving!  It's moving!"  Chaos ensued.

Luckily, my brother-in-law was there to expertly pull out the tick, intact, with a pair of tweezers.  It was still wriggling and he put it in a plastic bag so that I could show the vet.  We then cleaned Sunny's bite wound and I called my vet in a panic.  My niece ran away and my nephew was hopping around the room shouting, "This is scary fun!  Scary fun!"

I took Sunny to the vet and her bite wound looks good and she appears to be doing okay.  But, I have to keep my eye out for any symptoms of lyme disease over the next few months.  We'll have her blood tested in January to be sure as it's too early to test it now.  I also switched both Sunny and Rosy from Frontline Plus to Nexgard.

I HATE HATE HATE all insects, spiders, ticks, etc.  All creepy crawlies!  I just want winter to come to kill all the bugs or at least make them disappear.  We should be beyond tick season!  And then as an icing on top of the cake, I saw a spider on my car today.  Luckily it was outside, but even speeding along the highway the spider clung onto my windshield wiper.  I sprayed my entire car with peppermint oil (I keep a bottle of it in my car just for this purpose), but it's probably still there right now, laughing at me and having millions of babies and making itself at home in my car.

P.S. I am using the term bugs to include all creepy crawlies such as spiders, ticks, mites, etc.  My hatred is not limited to just insects.

Here are some pics from the vet visit and our happy return home. Sunny was a trooper and she's very popular at the vet. And she lost a pound since her last weighing in April!

Friday, October 30, 2015

Halloween Costume Tip

Sunny and Rosy know what's the most important thing about Halloween - THE TREATS.

I've never been a fan of "sexy" Halloween costumes.  They often look ridiculous and uncomfortable.  And I'm all about comfort and what will let me eat as much as I want without a button or seam bursting.

My all-time favorite (and most comfortable) Halloween costume was when I dressed up as a Never Nude.  If you don't know what that is, Google "Arrested Development" "Tobias Funke" and "Never Nude."  I wore a Never Nude t-shirt (basically a regular white t-shirt with a Never Nude logo and motto that my friend got for me as a joke present) and cut-off denim shorts with sweatpants over them.  When I entered the party, I took off my coat and sweatpants.  This was during peak Arrested Development popularity and yet only one person at the party got what I was.  We were in a group chatting when he stopped talking and shouted out, "Are you a Never Nude?!  That's awesome!"

I hope that you all enjoy your Halloween, getting dressed up and going trick-or-treating or to parties, but remember the most important part of this holiday is to eat as much candy and treats as you can possibly stuff your face with.

Tuesday, October 20, 2015

Catch a Leaf on Your Tongue

The leaves from my maple trees are starting to change color and drop.  This is my favorite time of fall because the air is crisp, the foliage is beautiful, and there's nothing for me to do other than admire the change of seasons.  This will soon be followed by annoyance and rage at the massive amount of leaves that will fall and that I'll have to clean up and somehow get to my curb for the annual leaf vacuum by the county. 

I also love this time of the year because Sunny will often pick up a stray leaf on her tongue while we're out walking.  I can't believe I haven't managed to capture a photo of this!  But, every time I see it, I get distracted pointing and laughing at her and then by the time I remember to pull my phone out of my pocket (I love wearing coats in the fall - pockets!!), a breeze has carried the leaf away or she's slurped it and either dropped it or swallowed it.  One day, I promise you, I will get a photo of it! 

I mean look at this tongue.  It's always sticking out.  Of course things are going to get stuck on it!
I had some colored pens in my bag so I thought it would be fun to add a bit of color to the leaves.  They look a bit neon here because I always have to tweak my photos since the notebook's paper is slightly yellow.

Here's the maple tree in my front yard from this weekend.  It's just starting to change colors.  So pretty!  I have a love/hate relationship with my trees.
This was from last fall.  It looks pretty, but you can already see the leaves starting to pile up.
And some frolicking in the leaves last fall.  Both my pugs love running through the crunchy leaves, but Rosy especially loves it!
Ugh.  The leaves.  THE LEAVES.  So many.  I can't even.

Friday, October 2, 2015

Rain + Stubborn Pugs = Frowny Face

Ugh. Rain. So much rain. Such stubborn pugs. Bah!

This morning Sunny launched a poop strike. I expected it and thought I was prepared for it, but I'm no match for a stubborn pug.

After a few minutes outside, Rosy did her thang and so I let her back inside. But Sunny. Oh Sunny. We were outside for 30 minutes. 30 long minutes.

I was determined to outlast Sunny, to hold firm. But she won. I was already late to work and Sunny looked so pathetically sad with her head and tail hanging low. Plus she wouldn't move. At all. As soon as Sunny was inside, her tail curled up and she pranced about the house in victory. I'm sure she'll leave a consolation prize for me on the floor when I get back home.


I hope my neighbors didn't see my mini meltdown when I stomped my feet and shouted "JUST POO ALREADY!" But at least it inspired today's drawing. I forgot to draw shadows and actual ground but I didn't realize it until after I edited the photo, so *shrug*.

Tuesday, September 29, 2015

Ennui 2

Sometimes it hits suddenly - that feeling of wanting to curl up into a ball and do nothing as the rest of the world marches on. Even going to the basement to get more paper towels or sorting through the mail seems unfathomable.

Sometimes it vanishes as quickly as it arrived. Other times it lingers, weighing heavily on everything and requiring a Herculean effort to shake off.

Friday, September 25, 2015

Yay Friday!!!

It's Friiiiiddaaaaayyyy! TGIF! I say this as though I have big and exciting plans. You know what I have planned? I'm going to recaulk my bathroom. This will likely involve lots of cussing and a big mess that I'll have to pay someone to fix.

Being a grownup sucks sometimes. Being a homeowner grownup really sucks sometimes.

On that happy note, have a great weekend everyone!

Friday, September 4, 2015

Fountain of Youth

I always like to joke (and by joke, I mean say with a smile but deep down really really mean it) that if I ever found the Fountain of Youth I'd make sure Sunny & Rosy got some too.

Been thinking about how much older the girls look since I first got them. Sunny will be turning 11 and Rosy will be turning 6 in October. Why do they have to get old so quickly?! Stay young and live forever!

Thursday, September 3, 2015

Summer (with pugs)

Summer! I shake my first at your hot & humid gross weather & mosquitoes!

I have probably over two dozen mosquito bites on my legs. My legs. That's not even counting the ones I've gotten on my arms, my neck, my back, and my ear (Ear?! Who does that?!).  I don't want to spray myself each time I walk the dogs (that's at least 3x a day) and the natural alternatives don't work (my mosquitoes laugh at citronella, lavender, lemongrass, etc.), so now I'm covered in bug bites.

People tell me to just keep moving all the time when I'm outside, but that's easier said than done with an extremely stubborn, lazy, easily distracted senior pug. Sometimes she even sits in the middle of the sidewalk, the street, or neighbors' yards. So frustrating. But she's old, sweet, and had such a rough first few years before I adopted her, so I let her get away with it. I just smile at her cute face and scratch my millions of big bites.