…so where were we?
Oh, yes. FARMER’S MARKET!
Up until this farm visit, the most intriguing thing about farms for Lola has been horse poop. Apparently, even to Princess Pugs, it is the most delectable smell (and taste – let’s not talk about that, please) on the planet.
The Man and I were wandering through the small orchard at the farm when someone caught Lola Pug’s eye…
…and her world was never the same again….
“Free Range” has nothing on this gal, let me tell you. Next time out, I’m getting there early enough to get some eggs, too.
But back to The Pug. Well. It took her a second to take in what she was seeing…
…and then it was as if every single primal neuron in her brain woke up and started firing at the same time…
…and her life’s purpose was revealed to her in a flash…
She made noises the likes of which I have never heard before.
Squeaky, primal pug noises.
The noises of a pug denied the hunt.
(I have a healthy respect for chickens, and I wasn’t about to let her torment this one. Especially since I suspected the chicken actually might be able to taker her on.)
When it came time to leave, a certain someone wanted none of it.
First, I wouldn’t let her hunt chickens – the clear and core reason for her being put on this earth. Then, I insisted that we go HOME?
She simply wouldn’t budge.
It took about three days of sulking before she got back to normal, and I still haven’t decided whether another chicken visit is a good idea, but something tells me I’m too much of a sucker for The Pug to deny her for long.
11 responses to “Why Did The Pug Cross The Road?”
I can’t stop laughing, especially when I look at that last picture!!! Lola Pug you are something to behold!
Can you believe she wouldn’t let me STAY there, Gampy? I was SO upset.
Lola The Chicken Hunter I love it!
I am a pug born to hunt!
OMD!! That is the funniest thing I have heard in a while! Well, can you blame her??? That was one good lookin’ chicken!
I just love the ‘I’m NOT budging, and you can’t make me!!’ look! Priceless.
Ruby, I give that look to my mama ALL THE TIME, but this time, I REALLY meant it. Mean woman, she is.
What *is* that chicken thing? It looks so strange!
Willow, it was the most amazing thing EVER. It walked really weird, and it made these noises! I thought I wanted to play with it at first, but then I realised I wanted to EAT IT! Freaked mama out a little bit. Heh. You should get your people to find you a chicken!
Lola, did you sulk on the pile of hay, or at home for three days? Because, not to be confusing or anything, you look at home on the pile of hay! I think chickens should be fair game, if only because they are awkward and kinda ugly, and you are the beautiful Imperial Princess Pug Lola.
Next time, your mum needs to video your “I am Pug” roar! 🙂
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