Friday, February 3, 2012

Benny Boy

Right after I snapped this picture, I awoke Benny from his slumber when I planted a big kiss on his forehead. Luckily, he doesn't really mind. He is used to be being smothered with kisses.

Benny is just happy not to have to wear his cone of shame.

Have a wonderful weekend!

Wednesday, February 1, 2012

Gus Be Good

In reading some of the comments to the recent Beach Friends post, I noticed that there was a comment about how the term wiener was not a preferred term for Dachshund. Trust me, I am cool with that. With that said, I must share some history of the pugs with the Dachshunds.

Our latest trip was to Ponce Inlet dog beach where the pugs met not one but two Dachshunds. They were shown in photos in previous posts. The female Dachshund was named Sweetie. The other dog's name was Oscar. A la "Oscar Meyer Wiener".

Both of these Dachshunds were very pleasant dogs. But, rewind to almost a decade ago (how scary is that to say?!). When the boys were young, we would occasionally take them to doggy day care to get their energy expelled since at this rare moment in history, neither of us worked from home. I began working from home when they were still puppies but not yet at this point.

Anyway, we took them to a place called Ana's Ark Doggy Daycare (I believe they are still in business under a different name). This was while we still lived in Maryland. The doggy daycare had web cams so you could see what was going on in the life of your beloved fur ball. Well, mostly when we spied we would see Benjamin peeing on all the toys. However, there were only one or two beds in the corral and these would be coveted by all the other small dogs that were not the owners own 2 small Dachshunds as her two dogs pretty much never left these precious soft thrones. One of the dogs was named Gus.

Gus was a territorial bully. Gus would regularly ensure that no dog (especially no flat faced pug) was going to sleep on his pillow (or play with his toys, or stand in his space or drink from his water bowl, etc, etc, etc). So, whenever the boys would try to do any of those things, Gus would stand in front of the toys or water bowls or pillow or whatever and growl, bark or nudge the boys out of the way. Benny would back down and sulk away disappointed, but not Henry. Henry, of course knowing this was not ok, would nudge back or sneak around to try to get his way. This would make Gus a bit fiercer and often Ana, the owner, would eventually have to step in and remind the long dog to do the right thing. She did so with a stern toned, "Gus! Be Good!!"

This upset Henry probably more than it did Gus. I think Henry thought that he was the one getting hollered at. (Yikes) This went on for a few weeks. It really shook Henry up. But our guilty pleasure at home would be to randomly yell "Gus! Be Good!" and watch Henry stand at attention. He shuttered at the name Gus for years to follow.

Even now we can still catch him on it on a "good" day. The rest of the time, he no longer flinches.

Wednesday, January 25, 2012

Beach Friends

There were lots of young pups at the beach last Saturday. The pugs made friends with 2 wiener dogs, a golden retriever, a husky and a black lab. The pugs were by far the oldest dogs on the beach. At almost 10 the boys were more than double the age of the oldest non pug on the beach. The husky was only 9 months old and after watching her run all over the beach I realize I have forgotten how much energy is crammed into a puppy body.

While the boys could not keep up with the husky or the golden, I was glad to see them get in the mix a few times. Henry used his smarts and pounced on the golden in one of their games of chase. After that victory, he was content to watch all the other dogs run around. I think he wanted to go out on top and just prove to himself that he still has it. Which is better than what Benny did. After chasing the husky and golden to no avail, Benny just stopped and whined at them.

But, Luna, at almost 8 was in the mix of everything. And this picture pretty much sums up her feisty personality. She loves nothing more than to play with the little dogs, but she isn't afraid to mix it up with the big dogs. And the thing that surprises everyone is how fast Luna is. She can really pour it on when she wants to.

Wednesday, January 18, 2012

Coned Again

Guess who has ended up back in his cone? After a long stretch of Benny not being very itchy, his itchies are back. This time, however, we got the cone on him before he gouges out part of his eye.

I hate to see him in the cone, but it is total necessary evil. I'm hoping this latest bout will only be for a few days and that his meds kick in soon and relieve his itchiness.

In the meantime, I think the look on Luna's face pretty much says it all, "Benny, the one man wrecking crew, is back in business!"

Thursday, January 12, 2012

Big Brave Benny

Pretty much the only window that Benny is brave enough to stick his head out of is the back window of G-Pa's pick 'em up truck (the one that leads to the truck bed).

In our car, Benny wants to stick his head out of the window, like his brother Henry, but he can never seem to overcome his trepidations. This usually results in Benny jockeying for prime window position and then just whining at the window. We don't call him Baby Benny for nothing.

Monday, January 9, 2012

Kitty Blanket

We got a new chair last week and the pugs have been diligent in testing it out. So, far I think they approve.

Last week, we also had a cold snap so pretty much every blanket in the house was in use. The kitty on this blanket is the only cat to ever come close to snuggly with Benny. Cats just don't seem to like good ole Baby Benny.

The pugs would also like to wish G-Ma a very happy birthday!

Monday, December 19, 2011

More Waiting

Not only are the pugs still waiting for all the yummy holiday treats, but Benny just remembered that he has one more big thing to wait for this week - G-Ma & G-Pa!

A little birdy also told Benny that G-Pa has told G-Ma that she is going to have to stop buying pug treats and get them when she gets to FL because she is quickly filling up the car. A car full of pug treats? Oh, G-Ma and G-Pa can't get here soon enough!