Sunday, December 26, 2010
In our house the Christmas holiday is a little chaotic.
You're surprised that a little dog like me even knows what that word means? I'm a reader. I do it at night when the people are upstairs in bed. We have a lot of books, and I have Isabelle and Harry help me.
ANYway... There's boxes and wrapping paper (that Harry and Isabelle find endlessly fascinating) and then stuff in side them, and all my best friends stop by to visit ... My Molly and my Conor and my Rory all under one roof for the night - I'm in Pug Heaven!
And, yeah, on Christmas morning they forgot all about me and my breakfast when they were making a brunch for my Auntie Nan and her girls:
Me lovin' my Auntie Nan
My cousins, Kaley and Darcy
I had a happy day, and I hope you all did, too.
My dad fed me smoked salmon and a tiny bit of aged cheese. Mom does not know this, so PLEASE do not tell. She'll just go on about keeping to my doggie diet.
I love you all...
Friday, December 24, 2010
You'd think it would be Christmas stuff, but no!
Mom had to deliver a lot of paintings yesterday (really, Mom? You couldn't have finished them BEFORE the day before Christmas eve?) to the South Shore of Boston, and of course she needed me to help. Between stops we pulled over at the water in the Crow Point section of Hingham.
The tide was HIGH!
"Stand in front of the Boston Skyline" she said.
I am, I guess, supposed to just 'know' where and what that is. Get real.
Before we got in the car to head to Scituate, I saw the waves and scampered (yeah, I'm a scamper-er!) over to get my feet wet - BRRRRR!
Then we did the last 2 drop-offs and I was just BEAT. Mom untied my back leg from my leash (You know when you do that twirly thing before you lay down... I'm always getting tied up doing that!) and put on Christmas music on the radio, gave me a cookie, and rubbed my head till I fell asleep. The next thing I know we're back in RI, taking pictures of the big fishing boats all strung up with lights. I'll show you that tomorrow - a little Christmas present from me to all my wonderful Blogging friends!
Wednesday, December 22, 2010
Sunday, December 19, 2010
I went and picked out our Christmas tree today.
My Mom made us stop at FOUR places, before we went to the place we usually go anyway:
And while the other four places had very few trees - including one Christmas Tree FARM, this farm had millions of trees. Trust me. I counted.
It's a cute farm that seems to label everything. "Rabbit Habitat", "Wreaths", and this one below, that I could not believe...
See the 'DUH' look on my face???
Anyway, I was a little confused about the etiquette at a 'tree' farm:
But THAT one was already dead, OK?
So anyway I picked out a really good tree...
And as you saw in the top picture, it even fit IN the Prius, with the tailgate shut and everything!
We had a really happy day today, even though Mom dragged us to the studio and made Dad and me nap for a couple of hours while she worked... and LOOK how the day ended up!!!
(That's Isabelle on the top of the chair - she didn't really help like I did, she stayed out of the way)
And.... hey, people... the star is crooked! I didn't do it and I can't reach it!
Friday, December 17, 2010
This is me, when my Mom picked me up at my Molly's new house. This is me saying "Why didn't YOU come with me the first time I visited here. I didn't know where I was. I was scared. Too scared to poop. And I couldn't get close enough to my Molly. How close did I want to be? Well... under her skin, actually." See, I love my Molly. And Mike, too. But I didn't KNOW this place, and well, I'm a dog and I didn't understand why it didn't smell like Molly's other apartment.
Don't get me wrong. It is FUN FUN FUN to visit my Molly. And I'll be a little more relaxed next time, because I 'know' it now. And I know Mom knows how to come get me. That's IF I get invited again.
Here's me and Dad discussing whether or not I could 'handle' any of the snacks my Molly put out for us. Dad thought 'no', but... really, I could. I know I could have.
Wednesday, December 15, 2010
Yeah... I know it's supposed to be 'Wordless Wednesday', but I am just about to POP and I have to tell you this. My Mom went away all day on Saturday. And LOOK where she went. To the Bay Colony Dog Show in Providence. WithOUT me. Yeah, no 'pets' allowed, blah, blah, blah... And LOOK where she hung out! At the Pug ring! THAT picture is NOT me!
Neither is this... (but she IS cute...)
And what's with THIS chick?
Not sure, but I think he's a Rock Star...
I think this gentleman was trying to look like his dog. He 'got' the mouth, but the eyes need to be more cheerful and sweet I think. He needs to work on that.
Sunday, December 12, 2010
I've only lived through ONE other Holiday Season, so I am not an expert, but I think this is exhausting! There's so much 'cheer'. And look, I got a new Baby - a reindeer! Mom let me pick it out at Petsmart. Well, I picked it out while she was reading some labels, and when she turned around to see why I was so quiet she said "PACO! You took that off the shelf? You got slobber all over it - now I HAVE to buy it!"
So, OK. Try to imagine this. You're a little dog. You go into a great - I mean really great - store filled with dog chews and pigs' ears and great smelling cookies - out in the open in a cookie bar, no less. There are all sorts of babies sitting on puppy-height shelves - there for the takin', I say!
You want one of those babies - REALLY want one. But... can you talk? No. Whining does not get the point across. Sitting down and staring - same deal. Nothing. What would you do? I say GRAB the baby you want and lick it all over - then she'll have to buy it for you. I'm not smart, I'm just a puppy, but I'm THAT smart ;)
Thursday, December 9, 2010
Hey, it's not me.. I hear them saying it these days. See, when my Mom is teaching in the studio - THIS is what I look like. I stay right here in my little bed. Every once in a while I snuffle, moan or turn around but ... and this is hard... I'm in the BACKGROUND.
Oh, I say 'hi' to everyone. but it's so nice. They play fun music (which makes me sleepy), and they talk and laugh and paint.
So. That being said, is it the WORST thing in the world if, when I get home from being GOOOD for 4 hours... if I eat a few dirty tissues that I find in the trash basket? Or a little bit of cat poop?
NO! I'm not hungry, just bored!
I just remember Mom saying.. "Best Dog Ever"..... :)
Friday, December 3, 2010
OK, I know what you're thinking... is that dog on the SUBWAY? (tilt your head to the side...)
Yeah... that's kinda what I was thinking, too!
My Mom had a busy couple of days, and my Molly was very lonely, so I thought "I'll go hang with Molly, help her write and stuff. I like that."
But what I DIDn't know was that I'd have to get on a TRAIN. Heck, I didn't even know what a train WAS. So here's me, being brave.
Otherwise, having a blast as usual.... ;)