The ninth installment of TWISB and apparently Payton and Sid are on the same wavelength today.
NOTE: Sid was actually standing like this, with his head propped up on the Trader Joe’s bag, for about 45 seconds before I had time to grab my phone and start recording.
If you thought water drove Sid a little bonkers, wait until you see what happened this weekend.
Due to insanely high temperatures in NYC, we tried to stay inside as much as possible with the A/C cranked. Our apartment is super tiny so it’s not unusual for us to get a little restless – including Sid.
I was sitting at my desk when I heard Sid behind me, frantically spinning around and smacking his lips. I didn’t know what was going on until something buzzed right past me.
I don’t know how a fly got inside (all our windows are closed due to the A/C) but not only did the fly get inside the apartment, he also got inside Sid’s head. Yes, Sid tends to fixate.
It reminded me of this familiar scene from the Karate Kid:
Luckily I was able to grab my phone and record Sid’s uncanny fly-catching technique. Although he lacked the finesse that Mr. Miyagi possessed, he had twice the determination.
It’s 104° in Park Slope today! Wayyy too hot for a pug to be playing outside.
Luckily, we’ve been sitting on never-before-seen footage of Sid taking a refreshing dip in the Prospect Park dog beach.
Much like how Noodles freaks out over bubbling brooks, Sid turns into el pug-o loco whenever he goes into the calm waters of a man-made pond. Instead of having fun and swimming like the “normal” dogs, Sid becomes mesmerized / confused by the liquidy depths. He essentially loses his mind while trying to get the acorns and berries that lie not on the surface of the water, but on the concrete surface below. Also, you’ll notice in the beginning of this clip, that he also seems to think that his legs have disappeared. It’s all very confusing and disorienting, but if anybody’s got the determination to pull something “edible” from the depths of the dog beach, it’s Sid.
I’m currently working away on PART THREE! of Sid’s adoption saga (Here’s Part One and Part Two). The gripping conclusion of this suspenseful tale should be ready…eh, sometime this week, I suppose.
SIDDHARTHA LAMONT: PUG GENIUS OR DWEEB EXTRAORDINAIRE?
Let’s see what type of shenanigans Sid pulls in today’s video, shot while we were still living in California:
Wow. This is gonna be a tough one! Let’s look at the arguments for each side…
Pug Genius: We had three dogs in the house at the time, and with that many dogs running around, you gotta set some rules. For example, the fancy throw pillows were only allowed on the couch while humans were actively sitting on it so that the dogs couldn’t ruin the nice pillows by doing things like, you know, violently rubbing their faces all over them. Sick of seeing those fancy pillows sitting all clean and tidy on the bottom shelf of our banquet table because of some arbitrary rule, Sid decided to take matters into his own paws. If he couldn’t thrash on those pillows while they were on the sofa, then he’d climb right up and thrash on those pillows while they were stored on their shelf.
Dweeb Extraordinaire: Um, hello?!! For real? We’re standing right there!!
I know you’re all anxiously awaiting part two of yesterday’s very long and incredibly sappy post, but…well, I haven’t even begun writing part two yet. Probably should have done that before I posted part one. Hindsight and whatnot.
In the meantime…I present to you the first installment in a new Pug Slope video series:
SIDDHARTHA LAMONT: PUG GENIUS or DWEEB EXTRAORDINAIRE?
In this first video, taken at the California home of our friends Cady and Will, with a special vocal appearance from Sid’s favorite “uncle,” Adam, Sid has discovered the large rubbermaid bin that contains food for their dogs, Rosie and Seymour.
Ahem.
Pug Genius:
Rosie and Seymour never glanced twice at this bin of food before Sid arrived for a visit, yet within 20 minutes of arriving, Sid had honed in on this treasure trove of deliciousness and figured out the logistics necessary to access the goodies locked inside, even testing out a few different hypotheses, scientific-method-style, before finally settling on that ol’ standby: brute force.
It was still grey and rainy here yesterday, and Sid was getting restless. Due to the rain all weekend, we’d been cooped up indoors the whole time, staring at the walls. When Sid gets antsy, we usually send him on a “squirrel hunt” with his Hide-A-Squirrel toy (still one of his favorites even after many months!).
This time I kept hiding a squirrel behind my back and squeaking it when he least suspected it. The expression on his face leads me to believe he thought it was one of the departed squirrels squeaking from beyond the grave. That is, until I waved the tail in his face.
PUG SLOPE chronicles the adventures of a pug named Sid as he navigates his way through the world. He was born and raised in Los Angeles, California, started the blog in Park Slope, Brooklyn, and is currently calling Chicago, Illinois his home.