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May 19, 2013 · 8:28 am

Calling Your Bluff

Despite what they try to tell you, pugs cannot live on cuddles and kibble alone, so a few days ago, I suited the girls up, clipped them into their seatbelts, and took them off on a little adventure.

Yes, Lola. Merry gets your bed when she’s in the car. It’s all part of being a good host. Park your puffy lips of disapproval somewhere else, please. Well. Okay. They’re kinda cute. You can keep them.

 

I picked a place that would have LOTS of smells, and would be relatively stick-free for the sensitive eyeballs of the snorfelling, not-always-so-careful-when-surrounded-by-sharp-objects pugs.

Look, Girls!

Nature!

 

Jeeze. Tough crowd.

Lola seemed to be more concerned about the warning signs of doom…

 

…but, really, there never was and never will be any chance of us even getting close to the edges of those cliffs.

Merry struck a pose, and was all provincially proud and beautiful with a field of white trilliums behind her…

 

All in all, although the walk was more of a meandering mosey than a hike, the girls were worn out from the adventures and the sniffing (and the pre-hike nail dremeling).

 

Despite the pugs trying to convince me that kibble and comfy beds are all they need, I know better.

There is nothing better than a happy, tired pug.

(And for those who will ask – Merryweather’s fashionable hoodie is by Ready to Wag London, and Lola Pug’s sweater was handmade with love by her late Grandma)

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May 17, 2013 · 9:55 am

The Food Beast

Our little guest, Merry, is everything a pug should be – adorable, (REALLY adorable), smart, deeply funny, incredibly sweet natured, and completely food obsessed.

Despite having extremely limited vision (you can see she is down to one, cataract-y eye), she bravely makes her way around, and she *always* manages to be where the food is.

Alas, her strategies to get food out of me are all for naught, as Casa Lola is strictly a non-begging household. But that doesn’t stop Merryweather…

 

The tiny claws of pain were raking the flesh off my legs this morning. I need to remember to wear thicker long pants in the kitchen from now on.

Merry is interested in ALL kinds of food.

She’ll snorfle for kale salad…

 

…she’ll even come and see what I might be eating when I’m in the bath.

 

I actually wouldn’t put it past her to jump right into my mouth to retrieve whatever it is I might be chewing at that moment….

 

Yah. I’m a little besotted with Miss Merryweather, if you can’t tell.

I think that Lola Pug might have tried to tell Merry that I’m a party-pooper in the food department, but hope springs eternal with this one.

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May 12, 2013 · 9:13 am

Mama’s Day

The children at Casa Lola all have four legs (if you aren’t counting the human who often acts like a child), and this Mother’s Day, I am very lucky to have the delightful Miss Merryweather staying with us.

Lola and Merry have known each other for about six years now, and they have always been buddies, due, in part, to Miss Merryweather’s unbelievably delightful personality (more on this in an upcoming post).

Unlike Nelly and Roxy, Merry is not *technically* family, but I have long maintained that family is who you choose it to be, and we overwhelmingly and most definitely choose Merry.

 

…even if we do have to share our beds with her when she comes to visit.

To all the mothers out there with two-legged, four-legged, three-legged!, winged, scaled or angel kids – Happy Mother’s Day.

 

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May 8, 2013 · 9:38 am

Hello Spring!

Pug, popsicle, park…

 

…perfect.

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May 5, 2013 · 9:09 am

Marathon Pug

Despite my intentions to sit on my butt and eat croissants and chocolate as the marathoners passed by our home this morning, I found myself out with The Pug, cheering on the runners in their mad dash to the finish line (which was a long way off for them when they passed by Casa Lola).

I mean, what could be better for morale than seeing a PUG come out to cheer you on?

 

Ah. Yeah. Maybe not this pug.

She *did* bark at a few runners on our walk back home, so I take that as showing support. …although if I spoke fluent Pug, I would likely have heard something more along the lines of, “What! Are you people INSANE? Go back home and GO BACK TO BED!”

So much energy wasted, eh, Pug?

You’re right. Time for a nap, little one.

Too much excitement for one morning.

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May 3, 2013 · 11:16 am

A New Day…

…a new doctor.

Oh, Lola Pug.

Dogs tend to hide pain, so it’s VERY important to be vigilant about *any* change in behaviour – drinking more water than normal, unusual accidents in the house, hiding under furniture…. Often, these early signs of disease and injury are overlooked, and by the time we take notice, it’s too late to do anything.

And besides, isn’t it better to spend a bit of time and money at the vet now than spend even more time and money at the therapist’s office after it’s too late?

That being said, LP had an incident this week that had us sitting in a neurologist’s office all morning yesterday.

I think we’re up to four specialists now, in addition to her awesome Uncle Deji, who is her (awesome) vet GP.

Making friends everywhere, little one….

 

All seems to be well again, thank goodness, and we’re on a “watch her closely” protocol for the next few weeks.

And as long as I don’t give her *too many* kisses, I think that Lola Pug doesn’t mind the extra attention.

Well. Okay. Maybe she does. But that just means she’s back to normal again.

Love you, Pug.

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April 27, 2013 · 9:47 am

How to Make a Monster

Let me start by saying that The Pug is an early riser, thanks to my work schedule in her puppyhood that had me up and alert waaaaaay before the sun even thought about making an appearance.

Thankfully, this is not the schedule I need to keep these days, but old habits die hard (or just never die), so I often find myself with a relentless, dancing pug on my face at the most inhumane of hours.

Well. To cut to the chase, I decided a few weeks ago that I would get more sleep if I brought her water bowl to bed so that neither of us would have to get up for her post-breakfast morning water break.

Yup. I brought the mountain to Mohammed.

 

…and now Mohammed has learned that I am the source of All Things Room Service, and I SWEAR she now “boofs” at the bowl beside the bed JUST for the thrill of watching me serve her water on command.

I’m brilliant.

Once again, outwitted by my pug.

I shudder to think what clever thing I’ll teach her next.

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April 12, 2013 · 9:28 am

Spring Has Not Sprung

Many lifetimes ago, when I lived out on the East Coast, I learned not to get too excited about the official arrival of Spring. Sure, the longer hours of daylight are something to celebrate (in a BIG way), but there was always some sort of sneak attack by Old Man Winter that you had to be on guard for. The last snowstorm in June was usually the point where you could really let your guard down.

This doesn’t, of course, mean that I appreciate the snow and sleet and general grey that’s happening outside right now, though.

The Pug knows what’s up out there, and she won’t even get out of bed anymore….

 

Getting her harness on when she’s in this mood pretty much involves magic and slight of hand…

 

…but somehow, it happens.

And thank dog she’s only 14 pounds, because – yes – I do have to carry her limp, passively resistant self outside.

Okay.

Time to pick up The Great Resisto and head outside.

Wish us luck!

UPDATE:

 

Lola’s passive protest reached new levels of limp today, and when we got outside, I could see why. It was crappier than I had even guessed. But, with some encouragement, the pees and poops were quick and efficient, and I think that I’m going to change Lola’s name to Gandhi. …but no hunger strikes, of course. She IS a pug, after all.

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March 31, 2013 · 9:20 am

Pug-Bun

I love holidays.

Love them.

It’s not even about the chocolate anymore (WHAT?) – it’s about raiding someone’s substantial closet, and pulling out the seasonal favourites….

 

Oh, this makes her soooo happy.

At least she has a little friend to keep her company this year.

 

Yeah.

Nothing I do seems to impress her anymore.

Heh.

Happy Easter!

 

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March 24, 2013 · 8:42 am

Prized Pug Possession

The Pug has a few tried and true toys that have made the cut into the “forever favourites” list, but nothing compares to her little blue bonies.

She loves none other than these, specific bones. I have tried MANY others, but these are the only Pug Approved bones on the list. I  really can’t call the bones “toys”, either. They are more like an essential element for Lola Pug’s day-to-day living.

Bonie for The Pug is rather like an after-dinner glass of Port for me, and she only entertains it when The Man or I are with her. We need to pick it up for her, give it to her, pick it up again when she delightedly (and repeatedly) flings it off the sofa … just don’t try to take it away from her when she’s settling down for the evening….

 

Yes. Bonie is also her favourite teddy bear.

You just don’t mess with a pug and her bonie.

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