Wednesday, August 4, 2010
Steamy
The weather is so lovely that when I go from the nice conditioned air in the house outside to take pictures my camera lens fogs up. As far as I'm concerned, October can't get her soon enough.
Friday, July 30, 2010
How She Rolls
I took Jennifer's fun idea to make a stop motion video, combined it with Heather's catchy title and voilá! Here is another look at Luna's adventures in rolling.
How She Rolls from obp on Vimeo.
Have a great weekend!
Thursday, July 29, 2010
Discerning
Whenever one of the pugs does something funny or noteworthy, I jot down a little blurb in my blog idea book. Later, when I'm looking for something to blog about, I have a whole book of ideas. I have notes in my book that I never got a chance to blog about before Sol passed. I thought I would share one of those stories today.
When it came to food, Solsey had a pretty strict set of rules that she followed. One of those rules was never, ever eat any fruit.
We quickly became aware of Sol's "Eat No Fruit" rule when she turned down tiny bits of bananas or apples on a regular basis. But we didn't realize how serious Sol's distaste for fruit was until she got picky about her Cheerios.
Each morning plays out about the same around here. We start the day with a bowl of Cheerios and a banana. However, we are a two Cheerio flavor household. One of us eats Apple Cinnamon Cheerios and the other Honey Nut Cheerios.
We offer the pugs a tiny bite of banana each morning and of course Sol always turned hers down. So, we started offering Sol a Cheerio instead. If it was an Apple Cinnamon Cheerio, Sol would turn that down as well. If it was a Honey Nut Cheerio, she would woof it down and ask for another.
Mix a handful of Apple Cinnamon Cheerios with a handful of Honey Nut Cheerios, put the mix in a bowl and give it to Sol and when she was done eating you would have a bowl full of Apple Cinnamon Cheerios left.
An update on the Sol Sunshine Memorial Fund.
Wednesday, July 28, 2010
Rolling with Luna
Whenever Luna catches a certain smell she feels compelled to flip herself on her back and roll around on it. When she is done, she flips herself back up and trots along like nothing every happened. The other day, I was able to get some shots of her flailing around in the grass.
First, she spots the scent and paws at it a bit.
Then she flips herself over and begins to wiggle around.
Then when she thinks she has annihilated the scent, she flips herself back up.
Once on her paws, she is back on her merry way.
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