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I am a single-coated fawn Pug. I'm a Virgo, love riding in the car, going to Starbucks (they give me treats), and watching Animal Planet. My hobbies are looking sad, sniffing things, and shedding.
I live in Green Harbor with my Mum. I have a step brother named Jeeves... he came with Dad. Jeeves is a Pug of Color. (We are a mixed family. Mom and Dad are mixed, as well. He went to Cambridge and she went to Oxford.) Together we enjoy going to Maine with Mum and Dad, running under the bed, crowding Mum and Dad out of the bed, and snoring loudly. |
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Monday, February 19, 2007
7 Words
There are seven words that are very special to me. Recently mum was talking about this with a friend who has a dog who has NEVER HAD A GREENIE.
Seriously? I would pee on the floor. But that's just me.
In this house when one says the special word GREENIE, there are rewards that taste like stuff biggers drop in the kitchen. Shaped like a bone, they have a pert bouquet and finish with top notes of parsley, green bean, and broth.
I have other magic words, too. Here are the seven words that always mean something special:
Greenie: See above. Results in a delightful cullinary experience.
Post Office: When mum says this word it is part of our daily ridies and we go to the building with the boxes to get things from the boxes. Mum often shouts "bestilldammit Max," which I think means "this is fun." People here sometimes pet my head, give me treats, or yell like daddy if I jump on their legs, which is excellent!
Starbucks: When mum is done PostOfficing we got Starbucksing. This is a place where friends are inside a box, talking to mum, then the friends are someplace else nearby with FOOD and DRINKIES and a treat for me. I bark at them like I am mean and they laugh and say "blah Max good dog blah blah YIKES blah." I don't bite them but I like the YIKES part.
French Fries: There are some other box places with talking people. I can always smell the french fries. Mum lets me eat them after blowing on them, which I think makes them taste better or something. Sometimes we go to a place with a box and talky bits and there are no Starbucksie things OR French Fries. Usually mum yells and says "no french fries Max blah blah BANK blah blah getoffme blah."
Petsmart: Baaaad. There are treats, but there are also getting wets and having toes tortured by nice people but they do mean things. Bad!
Bed: Sleeping place but also where mum and dad lie down and scratch Maxy and Jeevesy. Sometimes daddy kicks us out and scratches mummy. We aren't allowed to stay when he does that. She's a lot like us, though. Her legs twitch and EVERYTHING!
Gofer: Gofer means do stuff. Sometimes when mum says gofer it can be Post Office, Starbucks, or other things. I think it's like ALOHA.
If you pay attention to biggers it isn't hard to learn their mysterious (and often frustrating) language.
posted at 9:29 AM by Maxwell Der Wünderpug :: 2 woofs in response (click to add a woof)::permalink