Paco's Pugtails

Happy Birthday To Me!

2011-02-18T06:39:00.000-08:00

Yesterday was my 2nd birthday!

My Mom says that now I'm a 'big dog'.

A lot of people have been emailing her (I guess my email address is hard to find) and saying they are not really 'little dog' people but that they like me. Good! I already KNOW I like them!

So you lovely Southern ladies, and wonderful West Coast ladies - here's some 'big dog' licks coming your way!

I DID get a cake yesterday, but Mom said since it was chocolate I couldn't have any.

Ever hear of anything like that? My OWN cake?

She says she will make up for it today.

The jury is still out on that one....

In the meantime - have a fab-u-lous day!

xoxoxo

Whew! All Good Now!

2011-02-14T19:22:00.000-08:00

Mom's home... at last.... and so am I. I think Harry missed me a LOT. I get the impression that Isabelle was doing the *Happy Dance*, thinking I wasn't coming home! I just had to keep my Molly company, then Conor... I'm a giver. In return I got to go to a Pet Store on Beacon Hill in Boston and got to pick out my own cookies. Pretty great!

This is where Izzy, Harry and I hung out today. Next to Mom, who for some reason spent the whole morning on the PHONE. Boring. I mean, LOOK how bored we all were!

My Friend Harry

2011-02-11T20:03:00.000-08:00

I guess I'm not like other dogs, in that my very best friend (OK, BESIDES my Mom) is a cat. Yup, Harry is an orange cat, which he says is a special, magic kind of cat. Not sure about that, but he is pretty great to me. While both he and Isabelle push treats off the countertop for me, Harry actually kills little mice and gives them to me. I like to crunch them, and then hear that high-pitched "EEeeeeeEEEEeeeeeEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!! sound my Mom makes when she sees what's in my mouth. EVERY time she thinks I have a grape stem in my mouth and she panics because pugs are not supposed to eat grapes. Yeah. I KNOW that. Then she sees its a mouse leg sticking out of my mouth and that funny sound starts! It's good cause I get to keep chewing till Dad or Rory come pry my mouth open and take my treat.

Harry also helps me *yell* at the 2 Golden Retrievers next door. "Oooof Ooooof Oooooofffff!" I yell. I'm offering help, I'm telling them I'm a big dog, I am also telling them to be quiet. Harry jumps up on a chair and glares at them. Really, he thinks they're afraid of HIM. ;)

*sigh*

I wish Mom would come home from Atlanta. I'm having a great vacation in Boston and all, but.... do you think she misses ME?

What In The World?

2011-01-31T19:27:00.000-08:00

My Mom thinks I sit in her lap when she's on the computer because I like to snuggle. Well, yeah, OK, that but REALLY I have bookmarked a News website, because I like to keep up with world events. My family is NOT good at watching the news on TV. So whenever they're not looking I open my bookmarked news site. Sometimes I comment on the articles. Look for me... I call myself PacMan. :)

Oh, and I hope Egypt is far away. I don't want to have to PROVE I can protect my family....

New Duds

2011-01-27T06:08:00.000-08:00

She means well, she really does. This is the 3rd or 4th 'jacket' my Mom has bought for me. This time, she waited till the Bay Colony AKC Dog Show to go and take every little measurement of me to a vendor called "Noah's Suitcase", where you pick the outer, inner, belt, lining and trim for a dog jacket.

Here's the thing. I HATE 'dog jackets'. It took a LOT of bribery for me to try to take a step or two in this *ahem* lovely coat. Yeah, so OK, it fits me. Even has a little part where my curly tail can pop up and curl. And, OK, it's warm. And it does NOT itch. But ...

(hey, I KNOW I look good in it ..) BUT... I'm an outdoorsy kind of dog - no, REALLY! In order for me to 'go' I make Mom take the jacket OOOFFFFFF. Then we walk home like that. Happy.

See? I'm happier now. Tail up and curled, ears perky.. Let's GO!

Wordless Wednesday

2011-01-26T08:31:00.001-08:00

The Meaning Of Life

2011-01-18T10:53:00.000-08:00

Here I am, housebound, because just after this photo was taken we got snow that just won't leave. Ice canyons for streets... no fun at all to take walks. And I'm sad, too, because I know that people I love are sad. My uncle's mother passed away, and I can feel his sadness one whole town away. They were very close, and I got to thinkin' .... mothers can LEAVE? What happens to you then? Who cares for you like your mother? Nobody, that's who.

I'm getting very nervous because my Mom keeps talking about a workshop she's going to in Atlanta. Do people come BACK from there? I don't know. I'm just a pup. My *brother* Harry simply gets in the suitcases, and he figures one of these days they'll close it up without seeing him, and *BINGO* he'll get taken along on their trip. I don't know if that's such a great idea, though....

I ask you... would YOU leave me?

Wordless Wednesday

2011-01-12T18:04:00.000-08:00

I'm Gonna Ma-a-ke Her Love Me.. Yes I Will... Yes I Will..

2011-01-08T04:51:00.000-08:00

When I first came to live with Mom and the gang - Isabelle was 6 years old, and not very welcoming. She had it in her head that SHE was going to be the Only Pet. Well, then Harry came to live here and Izzy sulked for TWO years, so they say. Sure, he attacked her, would only use HER litterbox, ate her food, but he's a sharer. Like me.

To say she didn't like me at first would be an understatement. She literally screamed when I came near her. But she didn't know anything about Pugs. How they like cats. How they like to cuddle. How they will *keep your litterbox clean* as by snacking.

And now... lookie here.. she has let me climb up on her mountain of fluffiness and cuddle. Sure, she looks a little wary here, but believe me, I'm making headway....

I Am Not A Yappy Little Dog

2011-01-03T19:43:00.000-08:00

Like you, I've been making my list of goals for the New Year. I like to sit in this chair and watch the water and the sky, and the people walking by. I love to watch the sea gulls too. I was having a hard time because of what happened on our walk today... I just couldn't focus.

My mom was putting on her hat and gloves and I was doing my sniffing. I looked up and saw a dog coming down the bike path - YAY! I love to meet new friends! The older woman holding the dog (he was about 3x my size) stopped and stared at us. I was sitting in my "Welcome, let's be friends..." mode. Mom looked up and smiled at the lady - who scowled and dragged the big dog over a snow bank and off the path, muttering under her breath.

My mom said "Isn't he friendly?" to the lady, and looked at her dog (which she told me later was a pit bull mix, and maybe it was all for the best). And the lady said to my Mom: "No, he's friendly all right, but he hates YAPPY LITTLE DOGS, like that one, there." At this I looked behind me to see what 'yappy little dog' she could possibly be talking about.... there was only ME!

I could feel waves of something coming off my Mom, but she coolly said "Oh, well, actually Paco's NOT a "yappy little dog", but that was pretty mean of you to say that." And when she turned away to take me in the other direction she said some stuff that I'm not going to repeat cause ... well... it's not such polite talk. And she told me that that lady obviously was unhappy and did not have love in her life, and we should probably feel bad for her dog, too, because it's no fun to live with somebody so CRANKY.

Phoooo.... I can't concentrate. I'll do my goals tomorrow. When I'm done YAPPING..

Wordless Wednesday

2010-12-29T06:48:00.000-08:00

Merry Christmas From Sandy Paws!

2010-12-26T05:18:00.000-08:00

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...

MAN! Am I Busy This Time Of Year!

2010-12-24T04:40:00.000-08:00

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!

Wordless Wednesday

2010-12-22T06:27:00.000-08:00

OH! Christmas Tree!

2010-12-19T15:57:00.000-08:00

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!

2010-12-17T17:36:00.000-08:00

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.

Her Cheating Heart...

2010-12-15T06:07:00.000-08:00

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.

Tis The Season....

2010-12-12T19:18:00.000-08:00

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 ;)

They Say I'm The BEST DOG EVER

2010-12-09T19:51:00.000-08:00

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"..... :)

Paco On The MTA

2010-12-03T12:47:00.000-08:00

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.... ;)

Wordless Wednesday

2010-12-01T18:04:00.000-08:00

*It was chicken salad*

Drama King

2010-11-28T04:42:00.000-08:00

I can make my whole family laugh. I sigh and huff and moan, and I can even roll my eyes! This guy, my Conor, carries me around. He believes me when I say I have to go for a walk and it's midnight. He lectures me on healthy eating ("No Pizza for YOU, Paco, it's not good for you!"). Then he laughs at all my tricks.

He and Molly like it when I 'attack' the dogs on the Dog Show on TV.

I could totally 'take' that silly Golden Retriever! And NO, that's not a 'piddle pad' I'm standing on. I mean, well, yes it is but it must be for Harry or Isabelle. Not me. I'm not a baby anymore!

Gratitude

2010-11-26T05:03:00.000-08:00

Hope you all had a Happy Thanksgiving.

I guess it's a day all about Gratitude, which I am full of.

For instance, I am very grateful that my Molly and my Conor come to visit me. (Molly's legs are UNDER me in the above photo) When they come they sometimes bring special cookies or toys, but they ALWAYS hug and love me, take me for fun walks and rides, and let me sleep right on top of them! My Mom and Dad never do that, although, yeah, I'm grateful for them, too. I guess you could say I have

AN ATTITUDE OF GRATITUDE.

Now my kitty sister, Isabelle, has what I call CATITUDE.

Harry had a bad rap, but he actually is very grateful for ME (and Mom)!

So I hope you all got good turkey, although not as much as me, because I had a tummy ache after. :(

I'm grateful for all of YOU friends, too! xoxox

2010-11-23T03:36:00.000-08:00

I was in the garden yesterday, and it struck me ... no more snacks! I guess I'm just learning about 'Seasons' and what the heck that means. I'm so glad it's not hot anymore. I feel like running around and rolling on the ground, growling and yipping - you know how that is.

But I LOVED coming out to my garden! In the morning while Mom and Dad sat and sipped coffee at their little table I would wander and disappear into these big areas of... well, my favorites were the tiny tomatoes! Talk about bite sized snacks! I could pluck the red ones right off the vine! (Don't tell ME I can't see color!) I also loved the red peppers. But they were a little harder to get off the vine. Ohhhh, I DID it, but it was harder! Yum! Who needs "Dog Food"???

Flattery, Carolyn, Will Get You Everywhere

2010-11-21T19:43:00.000-08:00

My Mom knows this awesome artist, Carolyn Finnell, who is doing 30 pet portraits in 30 days. Mom sent her a picture of ME, and guess what? It's on her blog today! We couldn't drag it her, but check-check-check it out! I ate a new pencil today, because we think I may have to sign autographs... Mom said that I am in danger of being a celebrity... I said "So what?" (pssst... what's a celebrity?)

Apparently you don't EAT the pencils to write with them. Hey, I'm a dog, I didn't got to People School or anything. I've SEEN people put pens and pencils in weird places. Their mouths. Behind their ears, in their ponytails, pants pockets and goodness knows where else. Besides.... did anyone notice I don't have fingers?

Thanks Carolyn. I'm trying to convince my parents to buy it for me!

She Loves Me....

2010-11-18T01:56:00.000-08:00

Last time I posted I was asked by a friend if my Mom ever painted me. Yup! Here's one.. and it sold to one of her favorite artists. She said it's OK, that she sees me in this exact 'pose' a LOT. I actually think it's one of her best paintings.... I can't help it. You see on Thursdays she puts on a radio show called Artists Helping Artists and sets up her paints right near my best chair. When she arranges that cuddly blanket on it, and starts humming while she paints it's just zzzzZZZZzzzzzzzzZzzz....

Hey! What's Up?

2010-11-11T04:45:00.000-08:00

I have to say I love my Mom so much, but lately, well... she's been a little irritating. I have done all this fun stuff - and the family even has photos of it - but when I say "Can we blog now?" She says, "Later, Paco, I'm busy posting, prepping for class, getting my demo ready, packing the car, framing... really. All I hear is "Blah, blah, blah..."

It's not ABOUT her. It's about ME. And YOU. My friends. So, OK, we'll catch up slowly. Because my family noticed I had sucked the innards out of the limbs of all my 'babies' they got me a NEW green baby. With lots of legs for me to suck on.

So, OK. I can be bought, I guess. :) :) :)

I have missed all of you!

Innocent Until PROVEN Guilty

2010-08-17T18:43:00.000-07:00

I did NOT do it. I swear!

And I'm TOO MUCH of a gentleman to say who DID steal the little luscious Maple Candies Mom bought. Too, too much.

Pssst.... Don't worry, Isabelle... I promise I won't tell...

****pssst... just tell me.... were they good?****

Dog Days Of August

2010-08-09T13:10:00.000-07:00

Ok, it's been SO humid this summer, I kicked my buddy Harry off his chair and claimed it. He's just a cat, you know? He can find a high place with a nice breeze and jump up there. I've chewed all the straw-like stuff off one side of this chair, so my chins (yes, plural) feel nice and supported. (Mom has finally STOPPED yelling stuff about "ruining" the best furniture she has. She now sees how I have made it BETTER.)

Anyway, apparently it isn't HOT ENOUGH here, so my buddy Rory went to the DESERT. Yeah. A place called Las Vegas. He loved it, as Mom said he would, but I think he really missed me. He thought about me so much he bought me this 'wife beater' (not that I WANT a wife, nor if I had one would I BEAT her!) shirt. I am to wear it to the Dog Park. It says I'm in charge. Cool!

Summer

2010-08-02T04:19:00.000-07:00

I don't really like Summer. Gotta admit it. That heat and humidity gets my itchies going and makes it hard to get comfortatble. I can't run around. I don't like to swim. We don't have air conditioning (hint.. hint...). Even though my Mom cools me down by wetting me all the time, and I have my own fan in front of my own chair.. still, I like the cooler days better. Mom says August will have some nice cool days. *sigh* I hope so...

Heaven... I'm in Heaven....

2010-07-26T18:10:00.000-07:00

This morning my Mom got me up REAL early - I usually like to sleep in - to see this moon setting, below...

And I thought... "OK, Nice, but isn't it still, like.. NIGHT?" But she had made a cup of her favorite tea and said we could sit on the front porch and watch the sky wake up.

I ... couldn't .... stay .... awake......

So Mom held me in her arms and I took a liiiiittle nap. She got no more tea after this, but does she really need 3 cups of tea?

Do you think I need wrinkle cream?

Bliss

2010-07-23T05:13:00.000-07:00

This evening my Mom was a little cranky (I KNOW - whaaaat?) because she was trying to paint and I was running around, and Dad was asking her a million questions and she couldn't concentrate. My Dad found my new :) brush and took me to the garden to try it out. Hey - did you know it can reach that *spot* on your lower back, right above your tail that you can't get to? AAaaaaahhhhhhhhh... we both had a great 'time out'.

And I just want to say thanks to all my doggie and people friends who have stuck with me and NOT forgotten me while my Mom was "getting her act together". As if it's 'together' now. ;) I love her anyway..... and all of you, too...

Another SHOT?

2010-07-22T05:13:00.000-07:00

See me here? Don't I look TERRIFIED?

My Mom says "Go with the nice lady, Paco, and there's a treat when you come back!"

OK, but I KNOW what 'shot' means. I had one a few weeks ago for my Lyme Disease exposure. This lady smiled for the camera, but as soon as the photo shoot was over she was *all business*. OOOWWWWWW!

I actually need 2 treats after this. Isn't it enough I have to take pills for my itchies every morning and night? (OK, I get CHEESE with them, but still..)

Wordless Wednesday (Reports of my demise have been greatly exaggerated..)

2010-07-20T18:06:00.000-07:00

*Jus' Nappin'*

wordless Wednesday (Why Doesn't Mom Post More?)

2010-06-09T19:04:00.001-07:00

I'm A Recycler

2010-05-31T07:32:00.000-07:00

The other day my Mom said "Paco, you are going to have to get a job." I think she doesn't see I HAVE a job. I'm a recycler. I find stuff, that the people in my house are not using AT THAT MOMENT and I 'save' them. Today I got a shoe, a coke bottle (under my back end) and a water container. They were just going to put that plastic in the big blue tub. Why? I'll line my little bed with it. Don't tell ME what's comfortable! You don't know until you try it. I've got a nice layer of 'puggie fat' to cushion me, too. I hope you all recycle.. I bet you do, too!

Wordless Wednesday

2010-05-26T16:15:00.000-07:00

Gardening Is Not My 'Thing'

2010-05-25T15:03:00.000-07:00

So Mom says "It's such a nice day, Paco, lets get some of our flowers in!" Wow! Wait... why would she think I would want to help with that? I'm busy flattening the stuff that comes UP without us having to do any 'planting', like the irises and tulips, etc. I DO like chewing on the dead straw and stuff that she pulls out when she's clearing spots for the flowers.

Mostly, they just get in the way of stuff, like

MY NEW BALL!

And THIS is how I like to play with it! RUFF! RUFF! Grrrrr!

Here I'm pretending it's The Bad Thing. I can get it! I can kill it! LEMME at it!

:) so fun.

I've Had To Get A JOB!

2010-05-24T16:15:00.000-07:00

My mom got a new car, I know. And then she went off to paint for a few days near a beach (I don't know where, and they were not about to tell me). So... Dad took me for a ride to see my Molly, and... she took me to WORK! OK. It was quickly established that I am NOT good on conference calls. I tried and tried to put my 2 cents in, and Molly kept putting things in my mouth - it was hard to bark!

So they thought maybe I'd be better as a front man (front DOG, they meant). And this very nice lady didn't scream "PUG FUR!" when I sat in her lap. I notice she didn't leave, either. Like I couldn't figure out THAT job. Hey, when people show up you say WOOF!. Then you jump all over the keyboard till it makes little marks on the monitor. Then you chew the wires...mmmm what am I missing?

Anyway, I was exHAUSTED. I told 'em they could keep my pay. I don't need money. Now... a nice ball would be something, though.....

Yup, I DROVE! Even A DOG Can do it!

2010-05-12T09:16:00.000-07:00

I'm kinda mad at my mom, even though she DID let me drive. For 2 weeks, I've been, like "HEY, look at me... I'm doing fun stuff! Don't I look cute? Don't you want to take my picture? Hey, HEY, MOM about my blog... I've got FRIENDS, you know!!!" And she's been, like "Uh-huh... MmmmmmMmmmm.... OK, Pacito, I'll get you a cookie (which, hey, I never turn one down, but that's NOT what I wanted!)

So big deal, she got a new car (NOT the blue one I wanted, the white one she wanted. phhhhhfff.). AND she pulled together her portfolio, and made a CD with 30 of her paintings on it. AND she framed six paintings for 2 upcoming juried shows she enters every year, and delivered them an hour away. AND she had her Painting Challenge friends down at the studio last week, and had to clean and organize it....

But... as I said... let's talk about ME. And the effect this all had on the PUPPY. Short walks. Less cuddling. Whole DAYS away from me. She even tried to give me pre-made dog food! I looked at it, sniffed it (no garlic?) and said "Are you KIDDING? I'd rather starve." So. I almost did! Then she came to her senses and stopped at the grocery store and got some yummy chicken and simmered it with the veggies I like.

Dad says "Why are you cooking for the DOG and not for me?" She gave him one of 'those' looks. eeeeks....

Oh, and for Mothers' Day, my Molly gave mom this:

It's for her new car. So cool, huh?

Zoom ZOOM Zoom....

2010-04-26T09:59:00.000-07:00

Mom has decided she needs new wheels and so we went to see what we could see. SHE liked this one. Look at my face.

THEN I found this one, which... dudes, look... it matches my harness!

But when I saw THIS one I. Was. Not. Moving.

She's still deciding. But she's definitely buying from this salesperson because she let ME come for the test drive. I'm IMPORTANT. I'M the reason we need the sunroof - Mom doesn't really like them, but if it's Spring or Fall I can come along for errands if she parks in a shady spot and opens the roof - I'm comfy....

Spring Has Sprung (And I Helped!)

2010-04-21T19:11:00.000-07:00

On our way to the studio today Mom pulled over at a farm stand. At first she said "Stay, Paco" and tried to walk over to the flowers. But I cried so LOUDLY that she came back and got me ;). I got to pick out the flowers, and I liked these that were blue and purple, and white and purple. They tasted the best.

See the lady holding my leash while Mom took the photo? She was not as quick as me and I grabbed one of the plants. MmmmMMmm.

It was fun. She would put it back and sit back so Mom could take my picture, and... QUICK as a wink I'd grab that little plant again. *sigh* I can entertain myself, that's for sure.

We got to the studio, and Mom asked if I could PLEASE be good and take a nap.

Yup. I could. And I did. And LOOK below to see what happens when I am not guarding everything....

Do you SEE it? I think it's a snake! But I was asleep while Mom was painting.

Yeah... till she SCREAMED.

It was slimy, and I swear it was a snake. Mom said 'worm', but I think I know snakes better than her. Now maybe she'll stop with the 'take a nap Paco'..... heh heh heh...

I Helped At The Boston Marathon!

2010-04-20T04:26:00.000-07:00

They let me go! They let me go! They let me go! Even though it was probably more to do with my Auntie being in Mexico for the week, and not wanting to leave me for the 12 hours they were gone.... I don't CARE! This is me at the 8 mile marker - I was pooped because we had to park a mile away from the course (do the math, people ... that meant I had to walk 2 miles TOTAL). When my Molly ran by she yelled 'hi' to Mom and Dad, but ran over to ME and gave me a big hug! I think the memory of that cuddle was what helped her get through the other 18 MILES!

And then... I was pooped. We made our way through gridlock into Boston (and my nice mom suggested we swing by the New Paris bakery in Brookine - heck... we were going right by!)

And then I thought they'd let me come to the finish line with them. Mom said "Noooooooo-ooo-oo, Paco, it's a madhouse out there! You're safer in the parking garage." I thought she could NOT be serious, after all I'd been through to get here. But they did leave me. IN A PARKING GARAGE. For hours, literally. When they came back Mom said it looked like I hadn't moved. Well, I did, OK?

I just heard you coming and got my mound of babies and arranged them under my head again so you'd THINK I slept the entire time!

Then Dad kept saying he felt bad that I missed the party (Whaaaaa? I thought they were just standing around at the finish line all those hours!) and he KNEW the ladies at the party would want to see me because they were talking about my blog. So he drove to the Symphony 8 restaurant, and double parked (Mom... gritting teeth because she doesn't like to double park...) and ran into a building. I stared hard at that door... and then.... WHA? WHO? My MOLLY came running out the door, followed by her beautiful friends (and Mike, her boyfriend, who is beautiful, too, but camera shy, obviously)! I almost jumped out the window and had to jump around the sidewalk and lick all their legs!!!!

SUCH a fun day. I'm proud of my Molly!

FINALLY! New Camera!

2010-04-18T10:02:00.000-07:00

I have been very sad lately, missing all my blogging buddies. My mom's camera, which had been limping along for 2 years since she dropped it, open, in soft sand... finally refused to open. And there was a little delay till she could get a new one. I missed you guys SO much!

I have been hunting those buggy things called 'peeps', and finally have conquered the last one.

Yeah... I nailed that one.

My Molly is running in the Boston Marathon tomorrow. I thought I should run alongside her, for moral support. She said I'd 'get tired'... So, I said, "Let's be creative... couldn't you put me in a baby carriage or something?" She just looked at me and said "I love you, Paco..."

Well, I love her, too...

Burp.... Done With The Easter Candy!

2010-04-08T12:40:00.000-07:00

I've been trying to be sooooo helpful since Easter. Apparently people don't like dogs to eat the candy the Bunny brings. Label it, then, dude and dudettes.... otherwise it's fair game.... Anyway here I was crawling on my belly while Mom was trying to photograph her painting. I just thought maybe I could help shove it with my little black nose..... No, huh?

OK, then here.... I think I can help by jumping on to the chair next to Isabelle and cleaning her cheeks. She SHOULD like that. Well, she SHOULD.

But... well, she actually didn't... so...

I told Mom "You take your vitamins... and *umph*! I can jump RIGHT UP on the table (1st time ;) and I can post for you. Spell? Can I spell? What's that? Oh, Mom, STOP looking at me like that with your eyes all bugged out. I can get down. I will. N.O.W., yes, right now....

xoxox Paco

Happy Easter, Paco!!!

2010-04-04T19:50:00.000-07:00

That's what everyone said! Whaaaa? I don't understand! Mom said the Easter Bunny came to the house last night and left this stuff on the table.

I don't believe it. Nope. I slept right NEAR that table - I didn't hear, smell or see anything!

Are they kidding me?

So I did what ANY pup would do, right? I SNIFFED this stuff.

MmmmmmMmmmm.... if I could just INCH a little closer...

NOOOO! PACO!!!!! Oh, yes, it's 'cute' till the dog licks the candy.....

Seriously, I don't know how that got on the floor. Ummmm.... I'm saving it for Rory, because he couldn't come today....

Yep. I'm BACK on the chair because these dudes are weird! One of them moves! I swear!

Really, they're not candy... are they bugs? Birds?

Honestly, that yellow dude MOVED!

I must rescue my family from imminent danger...

Gotcha, Pink Fiend!

This pink one had a mouth on him. NObody talks to me like that!

Oh... heh heh, Harry the cat got in trouble for whacking my Molly in the hand. She was trying to be nice to him and pet him, and he was letting her and enjoying it ... then he remembered this was TOTALLY out of character for him - and he hit her (mostly sheathed claws) so hard he bruised her! He does that. You can't take it personally. I certainly don't.

Hope you all had a Happy Holiday!!!!

Spa Dog

2010-03-30T18:58:00.000-07:00

Today I had to help my mom. I think she really can't do anything without me! What did she do before I came to live here? Those cats won't help her, that's for sure.

She had to check the hooks on the paintings hanging at a nice skin spa in Hingham, MA. It was roaring rain today - worst flooding in 100 years in Rhode Island, where we live. Mom patted me in the car and said "Don't worry. I'll drive SO carefully!" And she did.

She brought my bed to the spa so I wouldn't be tempted to jump on the nice soft beds. How do I KNOW they are soft? I guessed. Hear me? I said I GUESSED. I sat in the waiting room for her to do her work. Then I helped her get completely soaked while I insisted I could get in the car myself in the torrential rain.

It was fun!

These Weekends Are Killing Me

2010-03-28T16:53:00.000-07:00

I'm like a therapy dog. Not a real one, because those (dopey) dogs have to walk past THREE bowls of food to get certified. But if you're lonely, or if you need someone warm and fuzzy to snuggle with, or if you run TWENTY ONE miles and just want someone soft to comfort you - I'm your man. I mean, I'm your dog. This weekend my Molly ran for 21 miles. All at once! If I find out who was chasing her I'm going to bite them - hard!

I hung out with her and Mike all weekend. I ate a lot of carrots. I don't know why.

My mom says the 'stuff' that comes out the back end of me is very, very bright orange. I say it's none of her business. Kind of a personal thing to talk about, you know?

When I'm with my family I give it my all. Mom took this photo of me as we drove OUT of the driveway at Molly's! I'm going to nap now... I'm exhausted!

(Almost) Wordless Wednesday

2010-03-24T19:18:00.000-07:00

I. Just. Met. A. Pug. Named. Frankenstein....

not kidding

Rain, Rain, Go Away...

2010-03-23T05:39:00.000-07:00

Bored. Wet and cold and rainy out.

I do not go out in this weather unless dragged. Mom says my baldder CANNOT hold for more than 14 hours. I beg to disagree. I can hold for 20 hours. Or until this driving rain stops. Just leave me with a shoe and an empty water container in my little bed and leave me alone.

Tell me when the sun comes out....

Dog Of The Wild

2010-03-21T17:29:00.000-07:00

I know that a lot of people think of pugs as 'city dogs', 'lap dogs' or 'pets', but my mom knows this about me: I am a true Dog Of The Wild.

Take, for example, the area in my town called 'Seapowet', which is, I think the name the Native Americans gave it. It's very marshy and still wild, although there are farms nearby this beautiful, if rocky, beach.

If I can, I JERK the leash out of mom's hands... and RUN... like a crazy dog... down the beach -towards - THE END OF THE EARTH!

No, seriously, there's no road, no sidewalk, nuthin'! Just water, water, water (which, in case you didn't know, ALSO doesn't scare me. Unless there are fish in it. I'm pretty sure there are no fish here, because there are a LOT of fishermen here... keeping the coast clear for pugs.).

THEN... in case you doubted for a MINUTE my fearlessness.... we crossed over to the swampy part... a 'wildlife (that's ME) refuge'. Here I am showing mom there is nothing, nothing to be afraid of at this edge of the marsh, where there's a big drop into the water...

And then, because my mom can read (and, so what that I can't - do you know any dogs that can?) she saw on this little sign that to be in this area you should be wearing 200 square inches of NEON ORANGE.... YIKES! Even I know that means you could get SHOT here!

So while I was most DEFINITELY not scared, I found my Blue Baby and spent a while with him. I'll get my orange jacket and go BACK there someday, too! You'll see!

My Friend, Ebony

2010-03-19T08:09:00.000-07:00

It's been fine weather these last few days. And I was looking at my blog and noticed - I'm alone in so many of the shots - I bet you guys think I only have 'virtual' friends - NOT so! I have a bunch of friends in the neighborhood, and in the studio neighborhood as well.

Here's my best friend, Ebony, when she hears us come down the street towards her house.

She gets up, bad hip and all, and RUNS to see me. (My Mom thinks she's runs for HER, but I think that's only because there's cookies in Mom's pockets...).

I have learned to stand very still until she comes up to me, because when I jump on her (like I really, really want to do, to be taller than her), she loses her balance, and Mom said it hurts her a little.

But she's always so kind to me... she whispers "You're a good boy, Paco... You're my favorite friend..." And then I'm happy all day, and try to be so good when my Mom walks me over to the beach!

Wordless Wednesday (A Birthday Card Mom Received)

2010-03-17T05:25:00.000-07:00

Phew!

2010-03-15T05:21:00.000-07:00

I am flat-out EXHAUSTED! It's been a big few days. Does it ever slow down around here? Do they ever say "Hey, maybe the Pug needs to have some 'down time'?" I do not think so. Below is a photo of the cake my Dad made for my Mom for her birthday.

Do you remember last month when it was MY birthday? I didn't see a cake... did you?

I will make up for this by stealing pieces of cake.

My plan is this: I will eat/tear up something hideous (box of matches, stolen box of pudding mix, etc) and when they're not looking, I'll GET that cake!

I will spit the nuts out, if that's OK, because I don't like them....

Adventures In Southie

2010-03-11T05:27:00.000-08:00

When I was visiting my Molly a couple of days ago in South Boston I realized a few things about myself...

First.. I am a beach fiend! I love, love, LOVE the beach - the stuff you find in the sand - those seagulls - the sparkle of the sun on the water (man, I DO need dog sunglasses, though!).. AND that I'm a people MAGNET.... I mean, I don't even KNOW this guy in the orange sweatshirt!

I am also very popular with small fluffy dogs... (this turned into a pug-pile, I believe you call it!)

AND I can hold my own with tough guys like this! He was very friendly - so cool, too! He gave me good advice on being brave and a good protector to my family (that's what he was whispering in my ear!)

This photo really shows my cinnabun tail at it's best! Ciao, guys, I wish it had been YOU all I encountered on my 'vacation'!

Wordless Wednesday

2010-03-10T03:02:00.000-08:00

I'm A Movie Star!

2010-03-08T05:48:00.000-08:00

Yeah, I am totally cool and relaxing here on the beach in Southie (South Boston), waiting for my FANS to show up! See, this really cool blog lady, Myra, featured me in a YouTube video. She did a GREAT job, and really highlighted my best side, don't you think? I'm such a lucky dog.... I will send autographs to anyone who sends me their physical address. Just send it to my Mom at kcareymac@hotmail.com. Love ya!

Wordless Wednesday

2010-03-03T16:57:00.000-08:00

TGIW (Thank God It's Wednesday - almost)

2010-03-02T16:51:00.000-08:00

All this CLEANING! My mom kept saying "Paco, just let me sort this out.... Paco, get out of the trash... Paco, don't eat that paper towel, Paco... Paco... Paco..." I couldn't do anything right! I thought if I ate everything I found, it would be less for her to do! I mean, it felt like a party! The chili pepper lights were on, the music... there were cookies (and donut holes for me - I got her to give me ALL of them by barking and whining while she was talking to the nice lady from the newspaper!) But it was hard work, man. I'll tell you... I'm ready for...

A martini! Well, it was on the floor! And let me tell you, I sniffed it, and it was YUCKY! Mom said "Pacooooooo, noooo! That's my painting prop!" Hey. I wasn't going to drink it. Just sniffin'.

A Puzzlement

2010-03-01T18:21:00.000-08:00

Hey, Dudes & Dudettes... I was with Mom in the studio today (she was cleaning, so... not so much fun..) and I found THIS thing...

Smelled like... nothing. Maybe a little old dust....

But I barked at it.... nothing. I tried to play... nothing. I mean... it REMINDS me of Harry the cat, don't you think?

It's Such A Big Life

2010-02-28T16:46:00.000-08:00

After a big run on the beach this morning, I just COULDN'T keep my eyes open. I heard Mom talking to my Molly on the phone, something about being stuck in Vermont (which, from what I hear, is a cold place to be 'stuck') but I couldn't even get up off my little ottoman to offer support! I've been stuck inside between the cold and the rain for so long.... Well, Mom says Spring is coming and I have to get in shape for big walks! I'm OK with that, but I've decided I don't like dog food. Any kind. People food I THINK I could like. Cat food I KNOW I like, but dog food? Sorry. Gonna be stonewallin'...

Correction

2010-02-23T06:19:00.000-08:00

My mom told me I'd have to 'fess up, and TELL you all what a great birthday month I had!

OK, OK, we celebrated that day with cake and a trip to Fogland beach. (One of my favorite places in the WORLD!)

And, as you can see, I got to RUN and RUN without a leash (Mom can barely keep up with me - NYAH-NYAH!) Till some yappy little dog with big teeth showed up, and it was... back to the leash. But it's been good. And my cat-brother, Harry gave me the gift of allowing me to nap with him. He's really nice.

If I let him chase me around and pop me on the rear with his claw, we can snuggle on the couch later. See how my new blankie is puggie colored? I think they really love me here....

Just Nutty

2010-02-20T04:20:00.000-08:00

My Mom has been blowing me off for a MONTH when I ask her to post for me. Something about workshops, trips, and giving a talk... who CARES? Really, all her 'stuff' is just "Blah, blah, blah..." Let's post MY stuff! My friends are important, and ... hey, it's my BIRTHDAY month! Yup. One year old. I ate a piece of cake, yes, I did (not chocolate, though, yellow...)

All Is Right With The World

2010-01-31T14:15:00.001-08:00

I spent the week with my friend Conor (I think he's my brother, but he's actually kind of tall...) and he and I FLEW around Boston Common - I Can Take Those Pigeons!!!! Then Molly took me to work (mixed reviews on that, apparently you aren't supposed to run laps around an office or something...). Then back to Conor's, then yesterday my buddy Rory took me to his apartment. I tried to protect Rory and Akilah and barked ferociously whenever I heard a noise. Did I mention that they live in an apartment building? LOTS of noises. Anyway today Rory took me to meet up with MOM again - YAY, she's back! I was so overcome with happiness that I practically fell asleep standing up licking her face. Seriously, dudes & dudettes, taking care of Conor, Molly and Rory was exhausting - I closed my eyes and fell asleep licking my Mom's face.... she folded me into my little bed in the car, and ....zzzzZZZZZzzzzzz....

Wordless Wednesday

2010-01-27T05:22:00.000-08:00

She's GONE!

2010-01-26T21:11:00.000-08:00

All day today, and yesterday, too... lots of busy-ness. Stocking up of cat food, my food, those big suitcases open, and lists, lists, lists. I got a bath, and Mom took a bag and filled it with my assorted babies and bones. Then we got in the car...

My sister, Izzy, and my brother Harry, above, are very, very sad. Dad was supposed to go away, too, but things changed (well, I think he told all the business people he was supposed to meet this week that the cats would be lonely so they changed the meeting) and he will take care of the cats.

I went to the airport and tried to kiss Mom's face right off. She kissed me right back, and I thought I convinced her to stay home, but... nope. I completely covered her black clothes with tan pug fur. You'd think that would make her stay. She went right through those doors, and Dad took me to Conor's for a vacation. I know it'll be fun, but still...

My Birth Mom And Dad

2010-01-22T04:15:00.000-08:00

I don't know if this will show up because I cut and pasted it from Facebook. If people can't see it I'll save it and import it again. I think I look like BOTH of them, don't you? Isn't my Mom pretty? And don't you love how they still hold hands? My Dad is Toby and my Mom is Lilly. They live in Hull, MA, now, though I was born in the next town, Hingham.

Couldn't Wait

2010-01-21T20:14:00.000-08:00

Well, me & Mom have made up, and exchanged lots of hugs and kisses (very wet, slurpy kisses - mine, not hers) and I have promised that I will LET HER KNOW if I have to 'go', even if I just went out. Or, I will try anyway. Or, I will pee on the piddle pad that is in the studio if I just can't wait.

I wanted to show you this funny friend I made on our walk. I think he kind of looks like me. (except without the cool new harness - I never knew blue was my 'color'!). I sniffed him a lot, but he did not make one sound. Or move. Sheesh!

Am I A "Bad Dog"?

2010-01-21T15:30:00.001-08:00

Really. My Mom said I was today. REALLY LOUD. And we had been having such a NICE day! We walked for a good hour around Warren, (I have a cute photo of me and ... well, I'll post it tomorrow!), then we came in and I found a bag that my munchkin treats came in and I was sniffing it and tossing it while Mom got to work on a painting, and before you know it (I really don't know HOW this happened, as I'd 'gone' a zillion times on our walk) I was peeing on it. And peeing....... So when she started yelling (and man, can she yell...) I ... I..... well, can you SEE my tear? And my sniffle? I just get really excited about snacks. Anybody's snacks, really, but munchkins are little DONUTS!

So. I curled up in my bed and was the Best Dog Ever till it was time to come home. Mom spent a long time cleaning up after my 'accident' because things leak straight to the studio below, and I LOVE Arlene downstairs, she's a weaver. Mom said she most defintely would view me differently if her materials started smelling like urine. I don't know. I certainly wouldn't care....

Wordless Wednesday

2010-01-20T17:08:00.000-08:00

Look What Washed Up!

2010-01-14T07:55:00.000-08:00

A big ball! I'm feeling better today after you guys assured me that my Mom leaving does NOT mean that she doesn't love me. Thanks, buddies. On our walk today (and 19 degrees doesn't feel cold at ALL if there's no wind!) look what we found! We also found a plastic pink flamingo the other day, but Mom wouldn't let me carry it around. So FUN! And then we 'meditated' on the beach, which I guess means 'sleeping sitting up', which I let Mom do, but I watched the seagulls. I'm gonna catch me one of THOSE some day, YEAH! Right now they're too fast for me. But I'm still young. They should FEAR me. If just for fun!

Not Feeling Too Good In My Tummy

2010-01-12T08:34:00.001-08:00

I THINK somethings going on. Heard my mom talking to Conor, then to Molly. She's going somewhere - far. Bad enough, right? But then she's teaching a workshop this weekend (I thought I was GOING to it..) and she's made arrangements for me to have a sleepover with Molly in Boston. I LOVE visiting with Molly (and her boyfriend, Mike, who is SO fun), but then after a couple of days home, she's taking me to CONOR's apartment in Boston. For. A. Week.

Don't get me wrong. I loooooove Conor, too. But I suspect he goes to *work*. That seems to be a place puppies can't go. For a long time. **sniff**. Does my mom know how SAD I'm going to be???? Why can't Dad take a vacation and just be with me all the time? Besides - the cats will get used to just being able to walk on the floor without being chased, and will probably sit in MY chair - OwwwwwwwwwwwWWww!

Just SAYIN'

2010-01-07T19:33:00.000-08:00

Worst. Dog. Ever. *sniff* That's what my mom said about me tonight. REALLY! We were having such a nice day. I was her co-pilot in the car (she thinks it's funny to say that, "Dog is my co-pilot!" - like it's a joke - only not!). We stopped at a b-i-i-i-i-g beach called Nantasket and I wanted to run around and she wanted me to *go*. Nah. Later, I told her. Eventually she caved and we got back in the car for a minute and went to her friend's house on the beach. Inside.... well it was sooooo beautiful. Every little spot was decorated. There were nice rugs everywhere. Big beautiful (like trampolines) sofas. The whole first floor was open, and I was.... UNLEASHED! Upstairs there were pretty bedrooms with (more rugs) stuffed animals... oh, so many things all on my level - you could tell there were no dogs in this house!

Mom kind of flipped when we got outside by ourselves because

I pooped on the white shaggy rug in the upstairs bathroom
I found a reindeer stuffed animal (what? it looked JUST LIKE MINE at home!) and tried to chew it up
One of the baskets on the floor had greens and candy canes. I have never had the pleasure of a candy cane before. I almost ate the whole thing before mom SWOOPED in and took it from me
I found a stuffed Golden Retriever and was zooming through the house with it (just a little slobber, but it felt good to take on a Golden!)
I upchucked said candy cane on a beautiful oriental rug

Hey, we were there an hour and a half. It was all I could get to... ;) Sorry sweet lady friend of my mom's! I loved you and your nice house!

WHEW! Now It's 2010 - Now What?

2010-01-03T10:18:00.000-08:00

My resolution is to continue to hide stuff like this hat Mom got me in October. She put it on, took my picture, and said "Relax, there's lots of time for me to get a good photo of you - it's your hat for the Holidays!' And I promptly hid it in her studio, and pretended not to understand when she was frantically looking for it 2 weeks ago! ;)

I have learned that holidays are busy times. We made a lot of car trips. When we went into Boston I had to be the 'Navigator'. I was very concerned because there were a LOT of roads we could have taken - how did Dad know which ones were right? I'll get better at this. I know I will.

We went far away to a place called Cambridge and picked Molly up at the Oral Surgeon's. She smelled like stuff I've never smelled. I needed to stay at her place and take care of her. Just two days. I'm very good at this. Snuggling solves so many human woes. And I'm #1 in that department. So. Enjoy the New Year. And hide if you see weird hats come out of bags, remember. xoxoxo

Playing Catchup!

2009-12-31T07:45:00.000-08:00

Hello to all my people friends, and dog friends in Blogland! I hope you enjoyed the Christmas holiday - in our house it was a BLAST! Mom said a big fat elf named Santa Claus (or Sandy Paws, something like that) came in the night and actually LEFT stuff for us! My first package was this new Reindeer Baby. I think it's legs look a little big. I'm going to chew them off ASAP.

My *sister*, Isabelle had one wish. To sit with Conor for hours and snuggle and help him get over his sniffles. She's cuddly. Not that I'd really know. She SCREAMS when I come near her. But she's kind of round and I think if you laid ON her, it would feel very nice.

My *brother* Harry is weird. No, seriously. He got in all the boxes... why? This year Mom said it was strange, but everybody got things from Crate & Barrel... lots of boxes...

And then there was the 'incident'. Dad was away, and Isabelle, Harry & I decided to get a little crazy. Fun crazy, you know? I chased both of them and they jumped on counters that were FULL of Christmas baking stuff, and Isabelle jumped on a stack of paper (Mom said they were important - bills or something...) that slid off the counter into the trash.. and I was barking and twirling, and the cats were screeching - SO much fun - but.... Mom flipped out! I mean it, I have never seen her yell so much! I went and hid under the clean shirts she was shaking out to hang up for Dad... and then when I ran around they just kind of ... stayed on me.... Why was she mad about THAT?

My best present was two-fold. Conor got me the movie 'Bolt', which, guys, if you haven't seen it, get your Moms to rent it. It's a cartoon, which (I KNOW!) I still can see and understand. About this cool super-dog... like I imagine myself to be... I just SHOUT at him cause I can see behind him, and I have ideas of what he should/shouldn't do... And I loved it so much because I sat on Dad's lap to watch it once. Mom says we're starting to look alike. I hope he looks more like me because I don't think I'd look good in glasses.....

Have a wonderful New Year's Eve!

My Wish For You...

2009-12-24T13:55:00.000-08:00

I wish you could all have a "Pink Baby" who smelled so wonderful... and that you could snuggle with it all night long. For everyone who celebrates Christmas, my Mom and I wish you a very very Merry Christmas, full of family and love. As it is my first Christmas, I have NO idea what to expect. Hopefully lots of food. Pies. Chips. Really, anything, as long as it drops from a plate. And if Santa's listening, I chewed the leg off of Pink Baby, and while I'm having fun eating the stuffing, it would be nice to get a new one... or cookies ...

Whaaaaat?

2009-12-20T05:59:00.000-08:00

This morning Mom didn't take me out to the garden right away. She made herself hot chocolate (it smelled sooooo good!) and sat in front of the window for a little while. I didn't mind that, because I usually make her beg for me to *go* anyway, but it was odd. And strangely quiet outside. But when she DID get all bundled up and opened the door - there was - HUH? - a wall of snow against the doorframe. Wild!

She shoveled out about 10 feet of a 'path' and said "There you go, Paco..."... like... what? What was I supposed to do? There was not a bush, a branch, a pole - NOTHING for me to 'go' on. Forget it. I'll wait. Mom says it may take a long time for the snow to melt.... I SAID I'll wait.

THIS is how to ride out a storm! Under a blanket with Mom! Anyway, I don't need to go out anymore... there's a *tree* right in the living room... remember?

B-woof-less Wednesday

2009-12-16T15:50:00.000-08:00

Wordless Wednesday

2009-12-09T09:26:00.000-08:00

A Few Things

2009-12-08T07:29:00.001-08:00

Well, lots of stuff's been going on here, and I'll try to get you up to speed, my friends. Saturday - no pictures of this - my Mom dragged my Dad and I through freezing rain sleet and howling winds to buy DONUTS in North Kingstown so she could paint them. I slept on her lap all the way, and back to her studio where she painted and I slept some more. But Sunday we went to Newport and I got to go in 3 galleries, 2 of which had Mom's paintings that I helped her with, so that was fun.

I fancy myself a City Dog, you know? So in Newport when I see sidewalks made of brick and doorways close to the street I always try to go up and sit at the door. Hey! Maybe they'll want to be friends, you just never know till you try. My motto.

And, MAN, it got cold. Mom made me wear this stupid COAT.... Well, she can make me wear it, but she CAN't make me pee in it..... we'll see who wins this one.

Then yesterday I threw up in the car while Mom was in a store. I aimed for between the seats so our seats wouldn't be messy, but a little bit got on my blankie. Mom said "Don't worry, I can wash the blankie!" And wiped my face and gave me lots of hugs. Still when we got home I laid down and didn't MOVE for 2 hours. She called the vet! They said if I didn't eat my dinner she should rush me in, it could be a blockage.

Funny thing... the lady at the vet's asked if I ever eat things I shouldn't. (we got a good laugh over that question ... later) Mom got her 'are you crazy' voice and said "1) he's a puppy, AND 2) he's a PUG. Yes. He eats every little thing you never even see.. inside and outside. " Well, of COURSE I ate my dinner, and then when Dad came home it was 'crazy time' of running in circles and seeing how high I could jump on him.... so Mom was happy again.

I think about stuff like how lucky I am, and what dogs know that people don't, and why it's cold on one side of the house outside and not on the other.... I'm a philosopher dog, I think.

Paco - UNLEASHED!

2009-12-03T07:07:00.001-08:00

My mom was too *busy* to blog for me (and she KNOWS I have no thumbs, so can't open the computer!) during Thanksgiving. She was cooking, cleaning and getting ready for the Little Picture Shows that happen this time of year. But I wasn't neglected. I got to hang out with Molly (and I love her...)...

And Mom made pies - lots of pies. I've decided I'm a pie/potato chip kind of guy.

Then yesterday Mom said "Paco, I have a treat for you!" And I was so excited, because I thought maybe pies or chips were involved... but no....

We went to Fogland Beach in Tiverton, and we were the only people on the whole peninsula, so she took my leash off.... !!YEOW!!

I ran and ran and ran! In circles, up dunes, ker-PLUNK into a salt marsh pond (Mom said she was NOT coming in to get me, so I jumped right out of there!).

And here I am... master of my domain. Or at least the picnic table. I love jumping up on these. You should try it - you feel like SuperPup!

Wordless Wednesday

2009-12-02T07:44:00.000-08:00

Wordless Wednesday , Just Checking my P-mail

2009-11-11T07:25:00.000-08:00

Tough Week

2009-11-06T14:36:00.000-08:00

Hi everyone, I've been under the weather for a week, as I visited those nice folks at the Veterinary Hospital, and somehow I got 'fixed'. Now, I had not noticed one thing 'wrong' with me, but my Mom assured me I'd feel better soon, and kissed me and kissed me... so I believed her. Conor gave me lots of TLC, too, cause I was not supposed to jump on furniture of stairs (which I did within 5 minutes of being home...). I DID like the attention...

At first I was not quite as frisky when Mom took me to South Park. She told me she lit candles in that big church while I was at the vet's for a safe surgery and a quick recovery. I guess they did the trick, BUT

It also helped that Dad gave me a BIG juicy prime rib bone (he likes me best of the pets), that I had to DEFEND from Harry, who thought he should get it... I even 'grrrrr'd' at Mom when I first sank my teeth into it. It sure made me forget anything was wrong!

AND, I'm back in the saddle again! Hopping, skipping, jumping (don't you LOVE leaf piles?) and running, running, running again!

I'm not really 'all-action'. I'm a contemplative type. I like to sit on the benches at the park and watch those guys with kerchiefs tied tight around their heads and tons of heavy jewelry walk those pit-bulls and wonder what life is like for those dogs. Do their moms kiss them all the time? Do they get to go for rides and go to big cities and country fields? Do they get cuddled and given treats? I sure hope so... those collars they wear sure look uncomfortable!

What's With This Thing Called "Fall"?

2009-10-28T15:23:00.001-07:00

Yesterday it was so nice and warm out - I took my Mom to South Park and yanked her around for an hour - see here, the water fountain is too TALL for most people! Well, most dogs, anyway. Fortunately my Mom keeps Poland Springs water in the car for me...

Today... cold, wet, damp... I didn't FEEL like 'going' outside. My Mom's studio has these great Piddle Posts - oh... OK, Mom says they are most definitely NOT to piddle on... OK. Well. Who says I DID?

I was being so good and quiet while Mom painted today.

She eventually got curious as to why....

Hey! I FOUND this tube of Perylene Oil Paint - I DIDN'T steal it!

This is what a dog fanny looks like after he sits in Perylene Red. Even after repeated efforts to get it off. Hey, I can't see it, but I think it must look good!

GEEZ, Thanks Mom!

2009-10-22T06:28:00.001-07:00

My mom FINALLY got her act together and put together a post for me - she's been veery busy. The weather has been lousy, too - I've never lived through 'Fall' before - and so far, it's cold, rainy, windy... just kind of yucky! I spent a lot of time shivering in the car after my walks, like the photo above... don't I look pathetic?

And at the studio my mom expects me to wear THIS to stay warm after I dry off. I say - BUY ME A FLEECE JACKET! I'm NOT wearing this ridiculous beach towel!

But I do love to run and run around the studio. Right now we're getting ready for the Warren Walkabout (whatever THAT is), but it involves a lot of clearing out and cleaning up! I HELP!

And yesterday one of my favorite people in the world, Conor, came to do some heavy lifting and hanging of big paintings for my mom, but really, I think he came to be with me!

As you can see, I helped by trying to tell him if he got the nail in the right place. Sometimes I had to climb up the ladder to make sure!

Sorry I've Been AWOL, Will Explain Tomorrow, Cause Today is Wordless Wednesday

2009-10-14T15:02:00.000-07:00

Flo's Clamcakes

2009-10-04T04:52:00.001-07:00

Friday was a picture-perfect day. Blue sky, no wind, and warm, but not hot. Mom and I were a leeetle late going to the studio, but we had a lot to do at the house first. Then she pulled into a parking lot (I jumped up from my seat and stuck my nose out the window - it just smelled sooooo good!) in Island Park, Portsmouth, RI. We drive by here all the time, but on the highway, so I was surprised when we pulled off. I tilted my head and looked at Mom and she said "I have a surprise for you!"

We got out, and as it is quite late in the season, walked right up to the window, where a cheerful girl asked what we would like. "Clamcakes" my Mom said ("What ARE THEY?" I wondered.). At this place in 1938 a hurricane tidal surge sent the waters to the tops of the windows. They had a marker for years showing how high, Mom said, but recently took it down.

When we got the sack of 'clamcakes' (and I will admit that sounds like a pretty ridiculous thing, I mean.. do they have clam frosting?) we walked across the street, where Mom lifted me up on the sea wall, and pointed out OUR house, across the water - HEY! Cool! Then the 'cakes' were cooled off enough for me, and we split 3 of them. Mom took one to the studio to paint (which she never did, ahem, and it's now stinking up the car...) and we broke the other 3 up and lined the pieces up on the seawall for the sea gulls. Mom says they've got to eat, and it's nice to get a treat every once in a while.... Me? I was ready for a nap.

Wordless Wednesday

2009-09-29T20:17:00.001-07:00

It's A Pug's Life

2009-09-22T10:12:00.001-07:00

Sometimes people think dogs are lazy, because they seem to sleep so much. I actually, in the photo below, am NOT sleeping, I am working on my relationship with my brother(?!) Harry the Cat. He only 'lets' me sleep near him if I kind of sneak up and don't make eye contact with him. Later in the evening I rolled over (as if I were asleep and didn't know what I was doing!) and we snuggled back to back. I think he liked it, too. He has a very nice purr....

And, you know, it's hard work guarding the Memorial of Honor at our little park near the water - somebody might take the flowers! Not on my watch.

And below, I'm helping the guys set up for the music jamboree at the coffee shop, Coastal Roasters, across the street. Mom thought I was getting in the way, as the guys kept wanting to be where I was ... truth is, I was telling them where to be NEXT, and.. *whew*... I' am soooo tired! Again... they seemed to like having me around, though actually they never said so.

So when we get to the studio I'm BEAT! And I sleep and sleep - unless the music is too loud, or if the birds fly by the window or something. (Or if there's something to chew). See? NOT lazy. Industrious! And if perchance I DO sleep, I'd rather sleep on a pile of cardboard than in one of my 2 beds, or the stuffed chair or couch... very macho.

My Route

2009-09-19T14:04:00.001-07:00

We cross the street in front of my house, and walk a bit to the gas station - I get a LOT of sniffing and 'marking' done on the way.

This gentleman works at the gas station and he's always there with a cookie for me (and then I get a lot of pats - he's a highlight of my morning walk!).

Then across the little park, where I can stand up and see over the sea wall...

And after our trip to Coastal Roasters, I sometimes (low tide) get to check out what's down the stairs - maybe some stuff floats onto the shore and I can get it before my Mom takes it away from me!

I don't know this dude's name but he goes ballistic when I walk by. I am determined to become friends.

Then home, maybe getting to see Big Black Dog with Bad Hips, or maybe Luigi the beagle - it's a fun trip!

Girl Watching - Wordless Wednesday

2009-09-16T05:15:00.000-07:00

I Got Pug-Piled!

2009-09-12T20:07:00.000-07:00

This is me... being sad - traumatized, really. My Mom brought me to something called a "Pug Meet-up" today. Do you remember I went a couple of months ago, and a grown girl pug barked until I laid down - over and over? Well when we went today I was BIGGER than her, and she tried to bark "Lay Down!" to me, but I just looked at her and smiled. :)

HowEVER there was a big, big pug there named Harley, and he kept tackling (attacking, it looked to me) other pugs and had to be pulled off them. Then he jumped on ME and put me on my back on the floor, snarling and growling!!! I. Was. Terrified! I spent about 10 minutes under my Mom's chair (and on her lap, and on the lap of the man next to her). Finally Mom said I should really go visit the other pugs - so I did. And man, that guy Harley came out of nowhere and this time some other pugs joined in on the attack! When they pulled him off I ran like crazy, and turned around to see a whole bunch of other pugs chasing me and barking! I ran, and they cut me off - I was horrified! Mom finally caught me and held me for a very long time. She said Harley was grouchy because he has horrible allergies - it was probably nothing personal. Well. It felt personal. Maybe when I'm a grown dog I'll do better, but for now... I'm OK not meeting-up with other pugs!

Feeling Better, But Lovin' The Attention

2009-09-10T14:16:00.000-07:00

The swelling is down from my INJURY. Can you tell which foot was swollen? It was the one on the left. My right (man, I'm smart!). But I've been like glue to my Mom's side since I got hurt, and I have got to tell you it's not so bad! She took me for a ride to Cape Cod, where we visited her Mom and Dad's burial spot. Then we went to the Cape Cod Art Association to pick up paintings from a show. THEN we had a walk down Main Street in Hyannis. (I thought I could walk too far... Mom ended up carrying me all the way back to the car...) And on the way home I tried to sing along with her but...

My eyes kept closing.....

And I got very, very drowsy....

And I just laid my head down, and

ZZzzzzzzzzzz...... all the way home! And, yes, Mom took these photos while driving. BAD Mom! (she says I was irresistable!) Thank you all for your well wishes about my foot. I'm so glad I'm a blogging pup!

Medic!

2009-09-07T08:21:00.001-07:00

I've been REAL busy helping my mom get her paintings done... (I'm the 'catcher' for drips- today it was a blue dot on my shoulder and one pink dot on my toe!).. and getting ready for the clam boil my family has on Labor Day in honor of my mom's Dad, who passed away 5 years ago.

I will tell you I was POOPED from helping. Never mind that no one wanted me to help. I'm a helper, that's what I am.

So it was very, very sad when I hurt my ankle (wrist?) this morning. I was just running around like a dervish... 7 a.m... don't you?... and I landed wrong when I sprung off the couch. Mom didn't even know - she was tidying up in the kitchen and Dad came in and said "What's wrong Paco? Did you hurt your foot?" And then they started touching it (OW!) and cooing over me - I liked that part - and wondering about going to the doctor. But a friend/relative (a friendly relative?) came by - I call her Auntie Donna - and she's worked in the vet's office for a long time. She said they'd probably say - rest, ice and see how it is... So that's where I am... IN MY CRATE.. resting.. only coming out for bathroom breaks and food, love and ice. This is NO good.

Wordless Wednesday (0r... "I'll Humiliate Myself For Pancakes")

2009-09-02T15:40:00.000-07:00

Wordless Wednesday at Olga's Cafe

2009-08-19T15:26:00.000-07:00

Technical Problems Have Kept Me From You....

2009-08-17T07:54:00.000-07:00

My mom's got computer issues. I understand that. But why she's spent so much time trying to work on her own blogs on Dad's computer, and neglecting mine is hard to understand...

'Cause lately I've been doing so much fun stuff, and I wanted to share! I went to the Falmouth Road Race to watch my Molly run (only all I could see was LEGS~LEGS~LEGS!) Till she found me and I almost licked her face off!

People were so kind to me and gave me lots of water, and let me sit in their shade, and lick their legs... (well I tried anyway, I LOVE sunscreen!).

And I've been hanging out at Providence's Federal Hill - yeah, that's me you've been seeing there! Lookin for Mobsta's.... and I think I saw some - and THAT's why I've been blackballed from the al fresco dining areas on the Hill. They SAY the Board of Health won't let me sit under Mom's table.... but if that's true why is it OK for me to sit a foot away from it? UNcivilized. That's what. Mom said in Paris people's dogs slept under their tables in the cafes and brasserie's. No Big Deal. I want to go there, if mom will buy me my own seat on the plane. Think it'll happen? Here's me at the fountain at Venda Ravioli (2 feet from people eating outside - horrors!)

This is me ouside of Pastiche... a beautiful spot on the Hill. Good coffee, too, Mom says. I like the way I look against this blue, anyway.... Have a good week, all!

Wordless Wednesday

2009-08-05T04:05:00.000-07:00

What HAVE I Been Up To?

2009-08-04T14:52:00.001-07:00

Well, I have been practicing touching my nose with my tongue. It's not as easy as you think.

And I took my mom and dad to the Sakonnet River Vineyards... I looooove running around those fields, and they, being extremely civilized, allow us pups to walk right on in through the tasting areas. They have some big dogs of their own, who are really friendly.
Mom and dad get lunch there and sit in the shade and taste their wines, and I make ALL KINDS of friends. You know it!

Later my mom said "Paco... what should I paint today?" And I picked a Cosmos flower - my next favorite after Morning Glories (which are delicious).

I thought she said "WE would paint" so I got my brush and started chewing on the bristles to get them nice and wet...

But apparently I am NOT allowed to paint. What am I supposed to do? Stand around looking cute?

Paco's Pugtails

Happy Birthday To Me!

Whew! All Good Now!

My Friend Harry

What In The World?

New Duds

Wordless Wednesday

The Meaning Of Life

Wordless Wednesday

I'm Gonna Ma-a-ke Her Love Me.. Yes I Will... Yes I Will..

I Am Not A Yappy Little Dog

Wordless Wednesday

Merry Christmas From Sandy Paws!

MAN! Am I Busy This Time Of Year!

Wordless Wednesday

OH! Christmas Tree!

Her Cheating Heart...

Tis The Season....

They Say I'm The BEST DOG EVER

Paco On The MTA

Wordless Wednesday

Drama King

Gratitude

Flattery, Carolyn, Will Get You Everywhere

She Loves Me....

Hey! What's Up?

Innocent Until PROVEN Guilty

Dog Days Of August

Summer

Heaven... I'm in Heaven....

Bliss

Another SHOT?

Wordless Wednesday (Reports of my demise have been greatly exaggerated..)

wordless Wednesday (Why Doesn't Mom Post More?)

I'm A Recycler

Wordless Wednesday

Gardening Is Not My 'Thing'

I've Had To Get A JOB!

Yup, I DROVE! Even A DOG Can do it!

Zoom ZOOM Zoom....

Spring Has Sprung (And I Helped!)

I Helped At The Boston Marathon!

FINALLY! New Camera!

*Burp*.... Done With The Easter Candy!

Happy Easter, Paco!!!

Spa Dog

These Weekends Are Killing Me

(Almost) Wordless Wednesday

Rain, Rain, Go Away...

Dog Of The Wild

My Friend, Ebony

Wordless Wednesday (A Birthday Card Mom Received)

Phew!

Adventures In Southie

Wordless Wednesday

I'm A Movie Star!

Wordless Wednesday

TGIW (Thank God It's Wednesday - almost)

A Puzzlement

It's Such A Big Life

Correction

Just Nutty

All Is Right With The World

Wordless Wednesday

She's GONE!

My Birth Mom And Dad

Couldn't Wait

Am I A "Bad Dog"?

Wordless Wednesday

Look What Washed Up!

Not Feeling Too Good In My Tummy

Just SAYIN'

WHEW! Now It's 2010 - Now What?

Playing Catchup!

My Wish For You...

Whaaaaat?

B-woof-less Wednesday

Wordless Wednesday

A Few Things

Paco - UNLEASHED!

Burp.... Done With The Easter Candy!