Thursday, March 26, 2009
I love our walks with the pugs in the evenings. They are usually a great way to unwind from a hectic day. The last few nights, however, I have felt like I am in the middle of the old school video game Paperboy. There have been other dogs off leash, kids on bikes, bees and all kinds of other obstacles thrown our way. If only I had a sack of newspapers with me so that I could throw one at them and get them to pause for a few seconds so that we can make our way down the street.
While I never encountered this type of hinderance in Paperboy, one of my biggest pet peeves when out walking the dogs is when someone walking another dog stops to talk to us and doesn’t know the leash dance. When dogs meet, they sniff each other and they inevitably make their way to the other’s rear end to really get to know each other. They circle and smell, circle and smell and during that process the leashes will inevitable get tangled. When this happens, I try to keep up with the dogs and get the leashes untangled. It is really great when the other person is of the same mindset and can help keep the leashes straight so that our dogs don’t become conjoined twins. It really irks me when the other person just stands there while the five dogs get their leashes all in an knot (my four and their one). Some are oblivious, but there is one person that I encounter fairly regularly that just laughs and says, “Oh, look they are getting all tangled up!” What a very keen observation!
So while that person drones on and on I just keep untangling the leashes and thinking to myself that it is quite obvious that this person has never owned more than one dog at a time.
And for this very reason, I am glad that we move the clocks ahead a few weeks back. When it was getting dark earlier, we would walk the dogs before dinner and now since we aren’t in a mad race with the sun, we can walk the dogs after dinner. Trust me, you don’t want to have your dogs leash get all tangled with mine when I’m hungry. I think everyone will agree that walks after dinner are much, much nicer.
Wednesday, March 25, 2009
Last week Darci & Abbey the pug wrote in wondering about chewing. Abbey loves to chew and Darci was wondering if all pugs are avid chewers. Three out of the four of my gang love to chew. How about your pugs? Do they like to chew and if so what is their favorite type of bone.
Looking forward to hearing all about the chewing habits of the pugs out there in OBP land 
Tuesday, March 24, 2009
Can you believe that this is the 100th Caption This post? So for the 100th time, I’m looking forward to your captions in the comments.
Monday, March 23, 2009
We try very hard to make sure the pugs get in one very good walk per day. They are always out and about during the day, walking to the mailbox or just taking a quick trip to the corner and back, but in the evenings we like to take them on a nice, long walk that is about a mile or longer. When we first got Sol I wasn’t sure how well she would do with our walking schedule. Don’t get me wrong, she loves to get out for a walk, but she by no means has the endurance of Benjamin, Henry & Luna. We didn’t want to start a routine where we walked her separately. She wasn’t too fond of being left at home while the three fawns went out for a stroll and that idea didn’t sit well with us either. Then we remembered a pouch that we had bought many years ago when the boys were puppies. Our solution was to let Sol walk as long as she wanted and then when she tired we would put her in the pouch for the rest of the walk. That way she gets in her walk and still gets to be with the pack and the boys and Luna still get their power walk.
It has turned out to be the perfect solution because Sol loves the pouch. She just sits in there with her little paws hanging over the edge taking in all the sites and smells. The good part is that Sol is up to about a half mile walk a day. If the weather is just right she will walk the full mile, but she by no means does this every day. A half mile seems to fit her well and she is very content trotting along behind the three fawns. As soon as we see her start to tire we plop her in her pouch and continue on our walk. Relieved to be done with walking, Sol relaxes and smells and snorts the rest of the way home.
Sunday, March 22, 2009
Another shirt from the set that G-Ma sent Luna. I found this shirt to be particularly funny for Luna.
Saturday, March 21, 2009
This week’s flashback: A trip to the dog park
That was a really fun trip. No big, fun plans like that for this weekend. I’m just hoping to catch up on my sleep. Luckily, I have four very good napping buddies.
Friday, March 20, 2009
The other night we took the pugs to the City Center for a nice stroll around the lake. On our way out of the house, we made our way through the laundry room and I opened the door leading to the garage. When I opened the door, I realized that the big garage door was up. The pugs weren’t leashed because we were headed right to the car and I didn’t think the garage door was open. I didn’t think much of it, though. The pugs were so excited to be going for a car ride that they were just running big circles around the car and out into the driveway waiting for me to get them buckled in. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw a man walking down the street. I saw him and so did the pugs. I didn’t make a big deal out of it because I knew the pugs were so happy to be going in the car that they wouldn’t care about greeting the man walking down the street. Sol, however, felt obligated to give him the what’s what. She trotted over to the edge of the driveway, stood tall and let out three woofs for good measure. The man turned and smiled and Sol stood her ground until he was past the house. Then she turned, proud of herself, and ran to the car.
So if you are walking by the house, and Sol happens to be awake, you’ve been warned.
