It's pumpkin season, so of course we made sure to get some for Benjamin, Henry and Luna. We were having a little fun with Benny and giving him a bite of pumpkin bread and a bite of broccoli. Check out the video to see what Benny thought of the broccoli. Don't blink or else you will miss it.
Benny has always been prone to throw a tantrum when he can smell that there are treats nearby and that he is not getting them. But, on Saturday morning he threw quite the tantrum over a bag of treats that always sit on the counter. The treats are biljacs and we use them to give the pugs pills. We also use them as a reward after Luna gets her inhaler.
On Saturday morning we gave Luna her inhaler and then gave all the pugs a reward for Luna doing such a great job. 3 biljacs per pug to be exact. After the pugs got their treats we zipped the bag backup up and put them on the counter. Well, Benny wanted more treats and this is the little show he put on to get more.
We took a trip to the dog park this weekend. Since the weather was very cool (perfect pug weather) we decided to venture out to somewhere where we do not go that often. We had a nice time (and that will be a follow up post) but the drive on the way to there was a hot mess.
The dogs barked the whole way there! Whenever they get like that in the car it is extremely hard for me to retain my focus on the true mission of driving. My ears were bleeding from the decibel level and my blood pressure must have been through the roof because there was a point where I could have pulled a Thelma & Louise if I lived near a cliff! It was really unbearable.
I can understand when they get excited and they feel the need to let out a gleeful yip here and there but just incessant barking the whole ride there? Really? This time it was like the boys were just arguing between themselves in the back seat. It's like Henry told Ben that they were going to the dog park and Ben said it wasn't true that they were going on an errand instead. So they just bickered about who was right. It was the dog rendition of Grumpy Old Men. (Ok, so I guess it is time that I see a current movie, huh?)
* Anyway, when you watch this video short, if you dare, be sure that you are prepared for at least one of the following to happen:
Your boss will supply you with a written counseling since you are not completing your work (and are disrupting your co-workers)
Your own dogs will bark relentlessly
You will lose you hearing
You will go insane
OBP cannot take responsibility for any of this, as you were sufficiently warned.
This Christmas, the pugs seemed to be more spoiled than ever before (if that is even possible). One of their many goodies that they were gifted was a bubble machine. This present was the gift of their Aunt Laurie, Uncle Phil and Cousin Lulu. And this was no ordinary bubble machine! It was a bubble machine with bacon scented bubble juice! (And really, I wish we had a scratch and sniff for this blog---hahaha---doubt I’ll ever say that again!) But the bubble mix really smelled like bacon! It was amazing.
So, at long last, we finally got around to seeing what the puggers would do with this toy. I had pretty low hopes of it being a hit, sorry Aunt Laur. However, not many people would know this (as I try not to boast about what wimpy pups I have) but the boys have been fearful of bubbles each time we have made an effort to use them during play times. So, there, it is out in the open and official. The boys are bona fide chickens. Cluck cluck cluck. We know that Benjamin has always been Baby Benny and he’s pretty much been afraid of everything. So, that should be no shocker.
However, that does leave Henry. Henry is pretty adventurous and overall a risk taker. With that said, Henry, too has not been a bubble lover throughout his life. He’s always seems a bit suspicious of them. It’s been like he questions them. "Hey, bubble, what makes you able to float?" He wants to know why they pop when they touch him. Why he cannot smell them before they burst. Why do they seem to "chase" him? And of course, how can they be so silent? It like they are stealth marshmallows but without the yummy taste!
Then once we adopted Luna, she was a nervous wreck at the beginning so we didn’t really explore bubble play with her in her early years. Then when finally did she just didn’t seem too interested. Although, she was neither a nervous Nellie nor a siss-i-fied tweety bird like her brothers. She just wasn’t quite "into it" and by the time she showed interest, I was too out of breath from blowing so many bubbles that then I wasn’t into it either.
So, to make a long story longer ('cause that is what I do best) I didn’t have the highest expectations when it came to the bubble machine. Although, I wanted them to love it! I myself have always thought that bubbles are quite awesome and enjoy them wholeheartedly. It has been a disappointment the pug-a-lugs have not felt the same and have never embraced bubbles with the same affinity that I have for them.
In any case, here is how it played out…
The boys were pretty much not interested and Luna was somewhat interested but didn’t "play" with the bubbles. At the end of this event, I sort of felt like I was back in Jr. High School science class where I had to make a prediction as to what the outcome of the experiment would be, have the experiment and graph if the results were that which I expected or not. While not what I had hoped they would be, they were pretty much just what I anticipated.
Sorry, Aunt Laurie & Uncle Phil. Cool gift but lost a bit on the aging, wimpy pugs of Central Florida. Perhaps we should re-gift it to Cousin Lulu? Let me know. If she is more puppy-like and brave, she might very well enjoy it to the level that is meant to be enjoyed.
Enjoy the video. You can see for yourself. You, too, can experience the tiny bubbles.
From time to time the pugs have a little fireside chat amongst themselves. Benny didn't go full howl on this one, but you can hear a little bit of his patented howl. And the pug with the menacing growl heard in the background. Well, that's Luna.