Monday, May 22, 2006
We are a water loving family. On warm, sunny days we love going to the dog beach or spending time swimming in the pool. But like a lot of families we are a little dysfunctional. See, Benjamin hates the pool. And by hate, I mean loathes! He detests the pool so much that he insists that no one else should swim in it. So when anyone else is in the pool, Benjamin paces, barks and whines. He is perfectly happy at the beach splashing in the surf and rolling in the sand, but the pool is just too much for him.
Henry, on the other hand, loves the pool. Sometimes, we have a hard time keeping him out of the pool. There is nothing he likes more than playing fetch in the pool.
So with one pug that loves the pool and one that hates it, we have been anxious to find out if Luna is a surf or turf kind of girl. To answer our burning question, we suited Luna up in Henry’s old life vest that he had outgrown and put her in the pool.
Well what do you know? The girl is a very good swimmer! She is very calm while in the water and does a really good job of keeping her head up high and not splashing too much while paddling.
After a few minutes of testing the water, she was even ready to chase after her brother.
While Luna is an excellent swimmer, I can’t see her getting excited about getting in the pool. She tolerates it if we put her in, but I can never see her just jumping in the pool on her own free will like Henry does.
So I think the question that has been on our minds for so long has been answered. Luna is a land lover. Looks like Benny will have someone to play with while everyone else is swimming in the pool.
Monday, May 22, 2006
Luna is not a morning person. I thought Henry hated getting out of bed in the morning, but Luna is 10 times worse than Henry. When we first get up in the morning, Luna remains in bed. It is not until we sit down to breakfast that Luna drags herself out of bed. While we eat breakfast Luna usually sits on the rug next to the table in a very unflattering position and does her best to stay awake. Once we crack open our banana, she suddenly jumps up and paces at our feet. Bananas are about the only thing that can get this little girl going in the morning.
Friday, May 19, 2006
One of Henry’s absolute favorite things to do is to sun himself in the yard. He really enjoys being outside, eating grass and lounging around. So when we saw this “King of the Yard” tag we just had to get it. Not only does it describe Henry’s favorite activity, but it is also purple so it matches his harness as well.
If you look closely you can see it on his harness in the picture above. And so you can have a better view, here is a close-up shot.
Wednesday, May 17, 2006
For the first time since we adopted her, the boys actually tired Luna out. Everyone was romping in the yard for quite some time before things started to slow down. Luna thought it would be nice to lay on the bench and rest up. The boys, on the other hand, got a second burst of energy and were still running around the yard. Luna watched them intently and thought about joining in, but decided she needed her rest instead.
Monday, May 15, 2006
Every since he was a puppy, Benjamin has had the horrible habit of biting on Henry’s legs while they are playing. I don’t think he bites hard because Henry has never yipped or tried to stop him. In fact, most of the time Henry just lays there while his brother is nibbling on his legs. It is just one of those habits that we have not had any success in breaking.
Friday, May 12, 2006
The boys and Luna love to ride in the car. It doesn’t seem to matter where we are going, they are up for going anywhere in the car. When we first got the boys, we used to carry a crate in the back of our SUV. While in the car, the boys would ride in the crate and they were nice and safe.
The crate worked well, but it began to be quite a nuisance. It was too big and bulky to take in and out of the car every time the boys went on a trip with us, so we just left it in the car. Sometimes, while out shopping it really got in the way when we would buy anything that came in a large box. And perhaps the most annoying thing about the crate was that it rattled horribly. With every little bump in the road the crate would squeak, jingle and rattle.
So we set off to find an alternative to the crate. We tried a couple of different things, but finally settled on doggie seatbelts. The kind we use are similar to small leashes with one end having a clip that gets inserted into your cars existing seatbelt fastener and the other end having a clip that gets hooked to your pug’s harness or collar. The belt part is adjustable so you can make it as long or as short as you would like.
We have been using the seatbelts for over a year and they work wonderfully. Benjamin, Henry and Luna all ride in the back seat and each one of them has their own seatbelt. The belts give them enough room to move around the back seat, but are short enough to prevent them from coming up to the front of the car. Plus, the seatbelts give me a little piece of mind because I know that they are all safely restrained in the car.
Wednesday, May 10, 2006
The other day, I found a snake on our screened-in lanai. Now granted, it was a baby snake, so it was not very big, but it was enough to really startle this city girl. The worst part about it was that I wasn’t able to get the snake out of the lanai. Cupid, the cat, was the first to spot the snake. So she proceeded to poke and torment it. I was so worried about getting the cat away from the snake that by the time I had the cat safe inside the snake was no where to be found. Needless to say, I looked high and low for that thing, but I could not find it. For my sanity, I am presuming that the snake let itself back out the same way that it came in, but you can never be too sure.
So yesterday, I pass by the sliding glass doors that have sheer curtains on them and I see a snake like shadow. My skin starts to crawl and I just know my snake friend is back for a visit. Determined to catch the little guy this time, I slide the curtains back and what do you know, one of my good little pugs has gotten their rope toy out of the toy box and has forgotten to put it away. Needless to say, I was very relieved, but I still wonder which one of the pugs was playing tricks on me.
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