Happy New Year to all my bloggy friends!

I wish you all a Merry Christmas!

Friends,




We wish you a Merry Christmas, filled with love and peace. A little bit of food and some presents are also very welcome!



I visited Santa Paws and he said I was such a good boy I would get a lot of presents under our tree! I am just a little worried, because our Christmas tree only measures 10 inches... How will Santa Paws fit ALL my presents underneath that tiny thing?

Wordless Wednesday: Adventures in the Bedside Table

Four years and two days ago...

... I was lying in my crate, trying to fall asleep despite the cold air that kept me trembling night and day. Be sweet and be cute, we were told by the pet store owner. As hard as I tried, people always noticed how much I was shaking hiding in the corner of my crate.



One by one my siblings left the store, and it was only three of us in the back cold room that day. My two brothers' crates were located right next to the door, at eye sight. Mine was all the way down on the floor, behind other crates and puppies.



Late afternoon, before the store was about to close, people came in asking for a pug. The owner said he had some. He showed them my siblings but they turned around and saw me. The woman started sneezing - that's how cold the room was.



The man said: I want him. The woman asked: Why is he shaking so bad? The pet store owner said: It is because it's cold in here. Let me take him out.


Out I went, to the front of the store, and started running in circles - pug style - around this people. He is the cutest one and I want him, the man said. The woman was speechless, laughing, hugging and kissing me.

Me? I was the happiest pug ever. Early December, I was only three months old, and I was already getting not one, but two Christmas presents - a mother and a father!

Wordless Wednesday: Pug Parenting Guide - PART II

Never miss a pug meetup, otherwise you'll risk not getting enough cuteness to help you cope with daily life troubles.

Christmas Cards

Hello friends!
I hope all is good! I am sorry I haven't been around lately but our internet connection at home broke again and daddy hasn't been able to fix it yet. I have missed commenting on your blogs so much!
Grandma arrived from Peru last Friday and she is helping me and mom work on our Christmas cards for this year. If you would like to receive one, send me your mailing address to:
Pugnetwork dot gmail dot com (mom still hasn't figured out why people write like this their e-mails instead of writing them correctly but there has to be an important reason so she does the same).
I hope you all have a great week!

Pug-parenting Study Guide - PART I

SUBJECT OF THE STUDY: Coco Puggy, 4 years old, only pug-child.

LOCATION: K-9s in Paradise, event at the pool.

BACKGROUND: A pug meetup was organized on Saturday, but the parents thought it was more important to stay home and get the fridge fixed.

The pug was forced to attend the water park on Sunday, all alone.

Unable to sniff his pug friends, because they were not around, the pug felt lost.

The pug decided to make the best of this day and enjoy the park, even if that had to be done alone.

Not expecting that he was being followed, he devoted himself to intense sniffing to get to know all the other doggies attending the event.

The pug met big dogs.

And discovered how playful a huge dog can be; just like pugs are.

Just by coincidence, another pug was found but he was leaving the park already.

CONCLUSION:

1. Big dogs can be fun.

2. It was too cold that day to lounge at the pool.

3. It is a great advantage to be the only pug at the park, since that guarantees that there wont be anybody else begging at the food stand.

4. The parents need to set their priorities straight. To fix the fridge was not necessary, since it broke again one week later. Also, at this time of the year, carrots do fine at room temperature. What else do we need a fridge for?

Happy and Thankful

Hello friends!
I hope you all had a very happy Thanksgiving day! I am sorry I write this a day late but I suspect something weird is happening at home. You see, ever since we found out that a new puppy was on the way to be part of our family (I still don't understand why such puppy would take nine months to arrive though...), mom has been acting weird. She sleeps all day - except while at work, I hope - she eats all day, her belly is growing big and round and yesterday she even dared to stay stinky and didn't take a bath! Isn't she puggier than ever?




I know most of my friends enjoyed turkey for Thanksgiving. I didn't. Our fridge has been broken most of the month, since it worked only for a few days after mom got it fixed. And she can only make appointments for Saturday because mom and dad have to work and I can't open the door for the tech to come in - and of course I don't want to pay him with my puggycard. So, mom and dad didn't have anything to eat for Thanksgiving! They woke up early to go to the supermarket and for their surprise, it didn't open yesterday. Of the few things still left on the fridge, we had 3 sweet potatoes and 1 onion. So they went to a place called "El Palacio de los Jugos" which is a cuban market that magically transports you to a third world country, a few blocks away from mom's office, and probably one of the few stores opened on Thanksgiving day. Mom loves the place, it reminds her of home. They sell fresh fruits and veggies, natural fresh juices and smooties, breakfasts and prepared cuban food. Mom bought cuban bread, baked pork for dinner, lemon, cilantro (which costs 1/6 of the price at the supermarket and looks much fresher!) and carrots the size of yuccas. HUGE CARROTS for ME!

So this is what our Thanksgiving table looked like:


Not that bad considering the circumstances!



Me: "Where's my pork?"
Mom: "Coco, you can't have pork. You are on a diet 24/7, 365 days of the year".
Dad: "It is Thanksgiving for him, too".
Mom: "It is too greasy. He only eats healthy organic stuff".

Dad gave me some pieces of baked sweet potato. When mom turned away, dad put some pork on my plate. I love dad, he puts delicious things on my plate everyday. But shhhhh!! Don't tell mom, please!

You can tell I was a happy pug after dinner! I went to sleep and dreamt of all the things I have to be thankful for. A nice loving family, a great vet, a warm place to call home, kibble, veggies and daddy's "extras" on my plate.

And I am specially thankful for having such great pug-people and puggy friends! *kisses to all!*