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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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Tuesday, October 16, 2007
Renovashuns are Pooey
I don't like the thing my biggers call REN OH VASHUNS. Renovashuns are mean things that take away good things! I have a very special window that lets me watch for mum. It has a nice shelf that fits just above my couch. I can rest my pugginess on the couch and my face on the special window bit and watch for mum, which is excellent!
Only NO! Bad renovashuns! Bad mommy! My seat is gone!
Papa and Tommy and Glenn put new windows on the home and took away my puggy head place. Now my couch sits under a window that is totally useless. I can't see bus-comings with littles. I can't see non-pack-family-biggers-and-littles on walkies so they get barks. I can't see trucks that take things for barks. I can't see delivery bigger bringing boxes for mom and I CAN'T SEE MY MUM COMING!!
This is unacceptable! This is not excellent! RENOVASHUNS BAD!Labels: bad things, non-excellent things, pugs mad, renovashuns
posted at 7:33 PM by Maxwell Der Wünderpug :: 1 woofs in response (click to add a woof)::permalink
Thursday, October 04, 2007
Mean Things in My Head
There were mean things in my head. It sounds crazy, but last night mommy drove me in the darkness to a strange place that smelled like sick dogs and cats. I didn't feel so good. Mean things were making my head all tippy and sore and icky and shaky. A nice man with bad hands put THINGS in my EAR and took other things OUT of my EAR. It was upsetting and totally non-excellent.
After that, though... well, the mean things went away. Now things are better but I'm a little afraid the mean things are coming back.
Mom wrote about this, too... on her blogLabels: emergency rooms, mean things, pugs, vets
posted at 1:47 PM by Maxwell Der Wünderpug :: 2 woofs in response (click to add a woof)::