Thursday, February 9, 2012
These two little pugs are coming up on their 10th birthdays soon. By my rough estimation they have spent about 3,520 days together so far. It shows. Benjamin and Henry are as thick as thieves. They can pretty much finish each others thoughts by now.
I love to look back at their puppy pictures, like the one from last week's post, and see what they have become. They have changed a lot over the years, but one thing has always remained the same - it has always been Benny & Henry. They have always been the boys.
Wednesday, February 8, 2012
The pugs have a very bad habit of waking up at 5am for breakfast. We don't have to get up for work until 6:15am so in order to get as much sleep as possible, we just feed them at 5am so they will settle back down after they eat and we can get a little bit more sleep. It is an awful routine that we have clearly help continue, but I love sleep and trying to get the pugs back to sleep at 5am is just too much work. I would rather feed them and head off back to bed to get that last precious hour of sleep.
When 6:15am rolls around and the alarm goes off the pugs don't budge. After all they have full bellies and no where to be. But, we have somewhere to be and one of the many things that needs to be done before we leave is the bed needs to be made. So, each morning, we scoop three sound asleep puggies out of bed and put them in the dog bed on top of the ottoman that we keep next to the bed at night. Once the ottoman is loaded with pugs, we wheel it out to the living room. From there, the pugs catch a few more winks until it is time for us to eat breakfast. Then the boys are up and ready for breakfast #2 of the day. They, of course, get a few Cheerios and a bite of banana. Luna, on the other hand, prefers to catch a few more winks of sleep.
Tuesday, February 7, 2012
Looking forward to your captions in the comments.
Monday, February 6, 2012
The teams playing in Super Bowl XLVI didn't turn out exactly how we would like (darn Ravens), but that didn't stop us from enjoying the game on Sunday. And the pugs love football Sundays! What can be better than snacks and cuddle time!
You can see a little bit of the tv in the mirror behind the pugs, but it sure doesn't look like the pugs are too interested. I'm pretty sure they were all snoring by the end of the first quarter.
Here's hoping your team won!
Friday, February 3, 2012
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!
Thursday, February 2, 2012
It looks like Henry drew the short straw and got the job of begging for the dinner leftovers. I love how Luna and Benny are in the background saying, "Ask her! Ask her!" Well, at least Benny is, Luna seems a bit disinterested.
Wednesday, February 1, 2012
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.
