Wednesday, April 22, 2009
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
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.
Tuesday, April 21, 2009
Baby Benny with his empty bowl. Looking forward to your captions in the comments.
Monday, April 20, 2009
Luna’s bed flipped over so she just made herself comfortable on the other side of it.
Monday, April 20, 2009
This weekend the OBP parents needed to go on mission to procure a wheel chair for the pugs’ Grammy up the street. She has been unwell on and off over the last year or so. Well, Grammy wanted to go to an art show at our favorite City Center spot but needed the wheels to help her get around the show. We did manage to get a wheel chair for her but the pugs seemed to think it was for them instead! Little Sol thought we upgraded her pouch to something seriously special! She plopped right in the chair and made herself at home. From the rear perspective you can see her relaxed little tail hanging out the backside.
The frontal view has her lazily awaiting to be pushed through the neighborhood. Sorry, Sol but the chair is for Grammy. You’ll have to walk a bit but we’ll be happy to carry you in the pouch when you get tired. Plus, you don’t even have a license to drive!
Sunday, April 19, 2009
Luna sporting one of the shirts that G-Ma gave her.
