We got hit with a lot of snow this month, with a major storm a few weeks ago. I was fortunate to be able to take a "snow day" to avoid the commute, and had a day just to relax and play in the snow with the puggies. After we came inside, the little ones were CRAZY and had a blast wrestling on the carpet.

This video is the tail end of the play time we had, after the pugs were winding down. Without fail, the best way to get them to pay attention to you is to speak in a certain tone of voice, and say a few select words. Obviously "treat" gets attention. Also "walk," "cheese," "park" or anything rhyming with the aforementioned words. I quite often get a tilt out of "I love you." But the absolute BEST way to get their attention? Make them think you're about to leave. You're gonna love the head tilts I get out of saying goodbye in this one.

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Just because I couldn't resist.

Klausie then:



Klausie now:



*Sigh. So handsome.

Woe is Pug

Yesterday was Natty's official Gotcha Day--her one-year anniversary with us! Yesterday was also the day she was officially started on her new food elimination diet. We're trying to figure out if baby girl has food allergies to something she's been eating, so for the next 12 (yes 12!) weeks, she can have nothing but her new rabbit/potato formula prescription diet. No treats, no table scraps...nada. Even her Benadryl is going to be mashed into the canned version of the same exact food, instead of the requisite peanut butter she's become so accustomed to. :( What's a poor pug to do?

Fortunately, miss Natty Loo is not a picky eater, as evidenced by a little episode we had this morning. While I was getting ready for work, I kept hearing this weird slurping sound coming from the kitchen. It was definitely coming from a water dish, but didn't sound like a pug drinking. So I sneaked into the kitchen to try to see what Natty was up to. She had her little face hovering above Klausie's water dish, and was making this totally weird snorfing sound, but not drinking water. I listened for a couple seconds, she looked at me sideways, paused, and went back to snorfing. What the HECK is that pug up to? I finally moved her away so I could see what she was doing. Turns out there was a single soggy piece of Klausie's kibble floating in his water dish, and that piggy pug was trying to slurp it out! What a stinker!

So much for "nothing but her new diet." Keeping crumbs away from this one is going to take some mastery on my part, for sure.

So, there was no "Gotcha Day" cake for little miss Louie, but we did take her and Klausie to a pug meetup on Saturday to celebrate. Both puggies had a blast, and we saw lots of smiles just like this one:

Followed by sleepy faces like this one:


I'm going to have to stop being lazy and using old photos that I've got on my work computer in the very near future. Hope to have some new stuff up soon!

I'm so glad that I got ya.

We're coming up on Miss Natty's "gotcha day" next week, so I better hurry up and introduce the girl! Natalie, as she was named by the rescue--or Natty, Nataloo, or "Louie" as she is most often called--came into our lives on February 22, 2009 from the Northern Illinois Pug Rescue. She is the most precious girl, a fantastic buddy to Mr. Klaus, and the best addition to our family we could've ever asked for.

This is the first picture I ever saw of our Natalie.

She was SO thin, a tiny little mite who was very underweight from living as a stray. (I'll have to tell more of that story later.) Look at that snaggle!

Here's a picture of her at her foster home.

And here she is today! What a princess.

Now that I've begun...where do I begin?

I've had such a difficult time getting started on this blog. I think the main problem is that I've got too many memories and stories to share; aside from my ode to Pepper and the birth of my pug obsession, I can't think where to turn my attention next! I mean, I've been talking about pugs for so long, people that I haven't been in touch with for 15 years have been known to say "finally!" when informed that I now have pugs.

I guess there's nothing left to do but to jump right in. Since my whole intent and purpose in starting this blog was to share pictures and stories from my own adventures in pugdom, I suppose an introduction to my own little pudgy gremlins would be warranted.

Be forewarned, there's a chance that upon meeting my two little monsters, you might become just as hooked as I am. I'll begin where my own personal experience as a pug mom began: with a big-eyed, velvet-eared, soft-bellied baby boy known as Black Male C.



I brought him home at the end of December 2006, and life has never been the same. This is a photo of my baby boy as a puppy shortly after I brought him home at nine weeks old. World, meet Klaus von Wrinklesworth.


Look at that face! Does he know how cute he is, or what?