Friday, April 24, 2009
Tuckered Out
Friday, April 24, 2009
Playing Catch
It might sound odd, but one of the best ways for me to unwind after a hectic day is to toss Cheerios to the pugs. When I first started this, the pugs were kinda like the Bad News Bears. Luna can’t see, so she is pretty much out, Sol has had part of her jaw removed and the boys, well, they were surprisingly bad. Horrible actually.
So when we first started, the pugs were so funny that I would laugh so hard my stomach would hurt. The funniest thing to me was Benny. He pretty much missed every Cheerio thrown at him. So they would bounce off his mouth or his forehead and he would chase after them and eat them. Well, when he started to catch them, he would catch it and then look for one on the floor. It was like he didn’t realize that he caught it.
We would play a little bit each day and I would toss Cheerios to the pugs and hand one to each of the girls. Slowly, the boys got better. Henry progressed much faster than Ben, but now they are both to the point where they catch almost every Cheerio thrown their way.
So here is an exceptionally long, unedited video that has plenty of my annoying commentary of the pugs catching Cheerios. It gets a little boring after a while, but be sure to tune in around 3:40. At that point, I tried to see if Sol could catch a few Cheerios and what do you know, she did great! She missed the first one, but nailed the rest after that. This was the first time I had tried tossing one to Sol and you’ll be able to tell by me excitement in the video just how proud I am of her. Even with part of her jaw removed she can still do it!
Thursday, April 23, 2009
Waiting for the Tooth Fairy
A few days before his birthday, Henry was chewing a rawhide bone on the sofa. He was steadily chewing and I walked to the kitchen to do something. The next thing I hear is a surprisingly loud *snap* sound and when I look in the direction of the sound, I see Henry in mid air like a startled cat. As soon as he lands, he jumps off the sofa and is eyeing the sofa like it just attacked him. I walk over to see what is going on and I see Henry’s rawhide bone along with something white laying on the sofa. I look at the white thing a little bit harder and I notice that it is a tooth! I immediately turn to Henry and he looks fine, other than the fact that he is now afraid of the sofa. In fact, he is so fine that he wants me to give him his bone back so that he can finish chewing. I call him over, make him sit and pry open his mouth. Sure enough he snapped part of his fang off! Exactly, how he did this will remain a mystery, but I am thinking that he got his fang caught in the rawhide bone and used his paws to pull the bone away from his mouth. In doing this, he broke his tooth.
Other than being scared of the sofa, he had no reaction. He even went over to the toy bin and got another bone! There was no blood, and there appeared to be no discomfort on Henry’s part. So I did what any good pug mom would do. I made him get his picture taken with the offending bone and his tooth.
Wednesday, April 22, 2009
How She Rolls
Sol absolutely loves car rides. And since she is such a good girl we let her ride shotgun. Well, she is a good girl, but we really let her ride in the front because three hyper, overzealous, crazy fawn pugs ride in the back. When we arrive at our destination or when the fawn pugs know they are close to their destination they start to pace and bark and their seatbelts inevitably get tangled. Sol gets bounced around very easily, so we don’t subject her to the chaos that goes on with Benjamin, Henry & Luna in the back seat.
When upfront, Sol loves to have the window rolled down. She leans up against the door and hangs her head out the window a bit and snorts and sniffs and takes in as many smells as she can.
The funny thing is that if we haven’t taken the pugs for a car ride in a while, Sol starts camping out by the garage door. Then, whenever someone goes into the garage she sneaks in and stands by the car. Oh, and don’t even try to take her for a walk if a car is parked in the driveway. She just stands by the car and refuses to budge.
Tuesday, April 21, 2009
Taking a page out of Luna’s book
Luna was laying on the upside down bed yesterday and before I had a chance to flip it over today, Sol had made herself comfortable.
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