Friday, January 25, 2008

Pssst

Pssst!  Hey you!  Have you happened to notice that it is lunch time?

Thursday, January 17, 2008

Standing Guard

“You take care of the left side and I’ll keep watch on the right side.  No one will sneak up on us!”

Friday, January 11, 2008

Chef Henri

The official “doneness” tester.  He is, after all, a noodle aficionado!

Thursday, January 10, 2008

The Pillow Throne

Well, it obvious from this photo that the boys have finally recognized Luna’s “Princess” status.  While the boys are little “Princes” they have allowed their sweet baby sister to have the pillow throne for this photo.  If Princess Luna could only remember to be humble with her calling it would probably go over better with the commoners.  She is very much of an alpha Princess.

Friday, January 4, 2008

Runner?

I find it amusing that Henry & Luna like to lay together on the runner at the entrance to the front of the house.  What is even more funny, though, is that that little carpet is called a runner.  Hmm…runners, no, those pugs don’t even like joggers or walkers, let alone runners here.  Do they have any furniture or accessories called lazy dogs sleeping?  Perhaps we should incorporate a Lazy Boy recliner for the pugs. 

Friday, December 21, 2007

More Sun Lovers

Benny isn’t the only sun lover in the group.  Both Henry & Luna love to bask in the morning sun as well.

These photos make me laugh because Henry looks huge in them.  While he is on the bigger side for a pug, he really isn’t that large.  It is just that Luna is that tiny!  In fact, she is smaller than the cat.

Wednesday, December 19, 2007

Doesn’t Miss a Beat

Henry just doesn’t miss a trick.  The other evening, Henry and I were out for our little evening walk and I knew our car was parked in front of Grammy’s house up the street.  It was around the corner from the route we were taking on our walk, so I didn’t think Henry would notice.  We got to the corner, checked for cars and then proceeded to cross the street.  Henry got halfway across the street before he stopped smack in the middle of the street and stared at the car.  He took a good couple of sniffs and then looked at me like, “Hey, what’s my car doing here?”  At that point the walk was over.  Henry loves walks, but he just loves car rides more.  Knowing that it was his car, he made a beeline for the truck.  I couldn’t convince him to finish out his walk, he insisted on being driven home.