Friday, April 17, 2009
There is a doggie door just to your left. Feel free to use it any time.
The girls are also nicely framing one of the best things we have ever bought - a top entrance litter box for the cat. Why so much excitement over a litter box? Well, when the boys were puppies they picked up the nasty habit of fishing in the litter box. It was disgusting and keeping them out of the litter box while giving the cat free access to the litter box became a real pain. Then I discovered a top entrance litter box at Petsmart one day. It is essentially like a plastic storage container with a hole cut in the top. With a $30 price tag, we passed on buying the box the first time we saw it and tried to make our own. The sturdiness of the lid was a big issue after we cut a hole in it and since I don’t want to do anything to jeopardize the cat’s litter box experience, we shelled out the $30 bucks for the real thing and it has absolutely been a perfect solution to our problem.
Lucky for us, the cat isn’t too picky about her litter box design.
And speaking of the cat, she is probably the one that uses the doggie door the most!
Have a wonderful weekend everyone!
Friday, April 10, 2009
Luna loves to sit under the glass table in the living room. All the pugs sit under it from time to time, but she seems to be the perfect height and can sit upright and not hit her head. It took her awhile to realize that should could not lick a crumb off the table from under the glass, but she is finally hip to the game now. This realization has made dinner a lot less entertaining 
Have a great weekend everyone!
Monday, April 6, 2009
A typical workday for the pugs. While I work on the computer they work on soaking up the rays of the sun.
Monday, March 30, 2009
The pugs always wake up at an obscene hour for breakfast. And by pugs I mean Benjamin. Benny usually starts sometime between 5am and 6am jumping around wanting to eat. I usually hold him off until it is time to get up for work, but on the weekends this doesn’t really work too well. So I get up at his normal feeding time, take them out in the yard to go potty, give them their breakfast and then sneak back to bed for a few more hours of sleep.
Yesterday morning, I woke up to tags jingling, glanced at the clock and saw that it said 5:12am. My immediate thought was 5am on a Sunday, Benny, you got to be kidding me! So I grumbled something to him to let him know that he is crazy and that he needed to go back to bed. But my grumbling was not heeded and I heard a pug dancing around not taking no for an answer. I pried my eyes open to see what was going on and I saw little Luna staring back at me. While Luna is always quick to join in on Benny’s breakfast crusade, she is never the one to start it.
Thinking that Luna might just need to go potty, I got up and took her to the yard. Benny and Henry joined us and I scooped up Sol so that I only needed to make one trip to the yard in my stupor. Luna wasn’t in much of a hurry to go potty, so I wasn’t sure why she was dancing around the bed so early. As we were coming back into the house, all the pugs made a mad dash for the kitchen and while it went against my principles to feed them so early in the morning I did it anyway because I certainly didn’t want to get up to do it about an hour later. After the pugs ate, we all crawled back into bed and as soon as my head hit the pillow, I heard a clap a thunder and then the sound of rain beating on the roof. It was pouring. At that point, I remembered they were calling for pretty bad thunder storms to move through the area in the early morning hours. I laid in bed listening to the rain and the thunder. Luna snuggled up beside me and was quite pleased with herself. By getting up when she did she saved her paws from getting wet!
Wednesday, March 18, 2009
It would appear that Luna has taken a page out of Benny’s book and has started laying right on top of Henry. The bright spot for Henry? Luna is about 8 pounds lighter than Benny.
Friday, March 13, 2009
There is no denying that Luna is a pint sized pug. As small as she is though you can never count her out and you can’t really share a bed with her. Somehow, someway, tiny little Luna is able to kick me out of a King size bed almost every night. I have analyzed her methods and I think I have figured out how she does it.
I am a very sound sleeper and one of the lucky ones that as soon as my head hits the pillow I am out. Every night is pretty much the same thing. I start out in my spot, laying on my stomach and Luna crawls under the covers and lays parallel to my body pushed up against my hip and stomach. I quickly fall asleep and then at some point I hear my subconscious telling me that I am squishing the dog. So, without stirring, I scooch a little bit closer to the edge of the bed so that I can rest without laying on Luna. Luna then moves closer to me so that she can be pressed up against my hip and stomach. At that point we are in the exact same position as when the night started EXCEPT I am a few inches closer to the edge of the bed. Repeat this process over the course of several hours and the next thing I know it is 3AM and I suddenly can’t fit both of my legs on the bed.
So how exactly does 15 pound Luna keep getting wedged underneath of me. When her tail uncurls does it also function as a jack? If my subconscious mind didn’t tell me to move over, what exactly would she do?
The worst part is that as Luna pushes me right off the bed, the other pugs claim the free bed space that she has created. So to get back in bed, I have to move at least two pugs if not more in my delirious state. And if one of those pugs is Benny and it happens to be around the 4AM hour I cringe. Because if Benny wakes up at that time of the morning he is going to be hungry and he will keep everyone up running in and out of the doggie door doing his little “I’m hungry, feed me, oh yay I’m going to eat” happy dance. Its mornings like that that sleeping on one of the dog beds doesn’t seem so bad.
Thursday, January 29, 2009
It is hard to believe that we adopted little Luna 3 years ago today. In some ways 3 years seems like a long time ago, but in other ways it seems like Luna has been with us for much longer than that. Since I first laid eyes on her, Luna has taught me a lot of things. The little lady has been with us for 1,096 days now and there hasn’t been one day that she hasn’t brought a smile to my face.
Here are a few of the more memorable Luna moments, in no particular order, that have been shared on the blog.
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