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)
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.
We often have our Pug (and Golden Retriever) family come to visit us at Casa Lola, and this week, we are playing host to one of Lola Pug’s best buddies, the lovely and delightful Miss Merryweather.
It usually takes a few days for our guests (and us) to settle into a routine that works for everyone, but Merry has fit in with our daily life pretty quickly.
She even helps me when I sit down to get to work…
…yup… there is space for me somewhere on this chair…
…if I could just squeeze in a little bit more, Miss Merry…
…that’s about right.
Nothing like starting a Wednesday with a great big smile on my face.
Oh. And you can stay here forever, little one. Just so you know.
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.
All of the “escaping to not-so-warmer climes” traveling that we have been doing recently has left Lola Pug and I a little bit worn out, so what better way to recharge than to hang out for a few days at home, and have family and friends over to visit.
The mood is, needless to say, casual and relaxed – VERY relaxed – at Casa Lola these days….
You met little Frankie a while back, when his now angel-sister, Bradie, had eye surgery. (nice tongue there, mister!)
But what of family?
Well, we are lucky to have LP’s big sister, Nelly, here with us for a few days.
And lest you think she felt left out of Lola Pug and Frankie’s little lap-fest, I can assure you, she didn’t…
Always a happy girl, that Nelly.
And with a little bit more sofa snoozing under our belts, we should be ready for some serious adventuring.
“The Pineapple Express” sounds pretty great, doesn’t it? It sounds tasty. Sweet. Warm.
Well, it’s NOTHING like it sounds. It’s simply wet. Wetwetwet.
It’s been quite a while since we saw our West Coast pug friends, so we jumped at the chance to go to a pug gathering, despite the weather warnings.
Lucky for us, the Express held off for a bit, so we were able to see our buddies again, and have a rollicking, puggie time.
We met old friends…
…new friends…
…and even our buddy, Dickens, who has just celebrated his 11th birthday….
Being a public park, it wasn’t ALL pugs, of course. I’m a *total* sucker for Basset Hounds, so it was a real treat to meet this tennis ball obsessed girl…sweet lord, I mean LOOK AT HER BAGGY LEGS!
We were really looking forward to seeing Lola’s friend, Winston, again, but the weather wasn’t appropriate for a man of his nature, so he ended up staying at home in his cozy, warm bed.
We were very excited to meet Winston’s new brother, though. Here he comes…
