Wednesday, February 26, 2014

The day I posted the story about Luna being a sleepy head, this was the scene before I left for work. Luna, demanded that I take a picture to prove that she is quite perky and cute in the morning and Benny, the breakfast hog, is the real sleepy head.
Thursday, February 20, 2014

Luna's hatred of mornings is growing worse and worse. Her "5 more minutes" has turned into "1 more hour". Pretty soon I'm not sure if she is going to be up in time to eat breakfast before it is time for me to go to work. Explaining that I'm late to work because my dog wouldn't get out of bed might be a little awkward at work, so Luna is going to have to do a little bit better of a job of getting up in the morning. 
Monday, February 17, 2014

Luna just barely meets the minimum height requirements to guard the house from the front door. It cracks me up when I see her sitting at the front door from the outside because all you can see is her little face peaking out the door. Luckily, she doesn't have to strain to see out. Sitting comfortably, she is just tall enough to see what is going on outside.
Wednesday, February 12, 2014

Since we adopted Luna she has always been a medical mystery to all the vets we have taken her to. She never seems to get a classic case of anything.
Recently, her breathing issues have been perplexing vets and specialists alike. For the most part she is stabilized, but her breathing for the last year or so has definitely been labored. The inhaler she has been on has been helping a bit, but it hasn't cured things 100%. She also gets a cough (more of a traditional trachea collapse cough) from time to time. She has been experiencing that for the last few weeks so we have been going to the vet trying to tweak her meds to give her some comfort. The odd thing though is that Luna doesn't cough when at the vet. There is nothing we can do to make her cough so that vet can hear what her cough sounds like. She just stand on the examination table, wagging her tail acting like she is completely fine.
The first time this happened I was shocked. Mainly because she was coughing like crazy at home. The second time, I came with backup. I brought videos of Luna coughing just in case she acted like she was completely fine when we were there. Next time, we might have to do a video chat with the vet so he can see how Luna is at home.
Monday, February 10, 2014

Luna is not a morning pug. I despise mornings myself and sometimes I think she hates mornings even more than I do. And I never thought anyone could hate mornings more than I do. The funny part is all she has to do is get up to eat breakfast, go potty and then she gets to go back to sleep.
Lately, as a compromise and to appease her protest to mornings, we have just been making Luna into the bed. It works well since she is on the small side and we can easily slide the covers around even if she is laying on top. She seems to like this arrangement pretty well. Once she finally wakes up, she gives us a bark letting us know she is ready to go out to go potty and have her breakfast served.
The only problem with this schedule is that Benny thinks he gets another breakfast when Luna finally gets around to eating her breakfast. He seems to forget that he already ate his breakfast when we got up.
Wednesday, February 5, 2014

As sure as I am that a work from home day will be filled with Benny snores, I am also certain that no work from home day would be complete without Luna climbing her mound of dog beds and taking a nap.
The pugs have a lot of dog beds, but we are not to the point where we need to start stacking them on top of each other. One day, I was vacuuming and I threw the dog beds in a pile in my office to make less things to vacuum around. When I returned to my office to put everything away, I found Luna sleeping soundly on top of the heap. Since she liked the mound of beds so much, we left them like that.
Monday, February 3, 2014

We didn't celebrate with the bunless Big Mac that Luna has been wanting since we rescued her, but we did have some special frozen custard. After dinner, we went to one of our favorite ice cream shops and got a special doggie dish of frozen custard. We got a big scoop of banana for the pugs to share and it came topped with a milk bone.
When we split the ice cream for the pugs, we never put the milk bone in the bowl. We usually save it for later. Henry, however, knows that the ice cream comes with a milk bone and after he finishes his ice cream, he always comes to beg for the milk bone. He usually ends up with the whole bone to himself because Benjamin is off licking every drop of ice cream out of the bowls and Luna is too busy chasing her ice cream around the bowl. Like anything else she eats, Luna inevitably ends up with her ice cream all over her face.

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