Hi there all you adorable Pug Slopers –

I’m totally knackered after a full week of partying for my 8th Birthday (which was technically on Friday). So this week I plan to SLEEP, EAT, and then SLEEP SOME MORE in order to recuperate. But first, I wanted to share some photos from all the B-Day festivities.

First, was my TOWERING Birthday cake that dad “baked” for me.

The cake consisted of alternating layers of sliced apple and peanut butter topped with a FULL-SIZE CARROT (a significant upgrade to the baby c’s I am known to devour). To “fancy it up”, he placed some raspberries around the perimeter. He knows I’m not 6 years old, but said he ran out of raspberries (I’ll forgive him). I couldn’t wait to eat the cake. I stared goggle-eyed at the creation as it was being built on the kitchen counter. I may have even whined like a puppy the whole time.

Next was a fresh new toy – a skinny squirrel with squeakers at both ends. I take pride in my ability to crustify any new toy no matter how soft and fluffy it initially is. After a couple days of intense chewing and hiking it through my legs, the squirrel now has crispy saliva-spiked fur and both squeakers have been silenced. I’m a professional, kids, don’t try this at home.

As a grand finale to Birthday week (which technically extended into this week because Dad took the day off on Monday), we went to the Foster Dog Beach! I got to run around like a maniac on the sand and also swam some laps in Lake Michigan. Unfortunately, I was too exhausted to edit together a sequel to PUGWATCH, so you’ll have to use your imagination with these still photo highlights:

All in all, it was a total blast and I can’t wait for my next Birthday! I hope you all got to celebrate along with me and get some EXTRA TREATS!

HAPPY 8th BIRTHDAY, LITTLE BUDDY!

LOVE,
DAD xo

(The Birthday mayhem will continue in our next post – A.K.A. “Sid devours his Birthday cake”)

Despite Sid’s recent weight gain, it’s really hard to resist the urge to spoil him with treats. I mean, it’s not like he just eats treats matter-of-factly. Each treat is THE MOST AWESOME THING IN THE ENTIRE UNIVERSE to him. So when my kind neighbor offered me a hunk of watermelon, I just had to give Sid a taste. After all, the poor dude has never had the joy of eating fresh watermelon before.

As soon as the mysterious pink chunk was placed before him, his pug instinct kicked in and he confidently decided it was in fact food and bowed down accordingly before his new watermelon overlord.

Once he got the “OK” to dive in, mayhem soon followed.

Of course the first step was to ditch the dish. At least he was kind enough to continue chowing down in the kitchen instead of carrying his juicy friend onto my bedspread.

It actually took him a lot longer to work his way through the chunk than I had anticipated. The watermelon appeared to alternate between being stuck to the roof of his mouth and being wedged under his tongue.

Watermelon juice started oozing everywhere. Again, thank you, Sid, for staying clear of my bed and the couch. If anything, you’re a courteous glutton.

The chunk eventually met its demise and Sid was ready for more. Unfortunately for him, that was the only TOTALLY AWESOME BEST EVER TREAT he was going to get today. We’ll see what tomorrow brings.

In response to the heat wave that is practically turning everyone’s home into a sweat lodge, Sid and I thought we’d do something fun to take your minds off the oppressive heat.

Something cool…

That’s getting close but not quite COOL enough.

How about THIS COOL?

Whoah. I don’t  know about you but the hair on my arms just stood up.

Sid told me he wants everyone to feel as cool as he feels each and every day so he’s inviting two lucky winners to “BE COOL LIKE SID”.

The two winners will each receive a package of prizes (paw-selected by Sid himself) guaranteed to increase the coolness factor of any dog. Sorry humans, Sid considers us a lost cause.

• Your very own Wigzi Stuff n’ Throw (Sid’s favorite!)
• A plush potato (Also Sid’s favorite – he has many favorites)
• A print of my watercolor sketch of Sid in his aviator hat and scarf.

To enter the give-away, please leave a comment on this post with your name and favorite way to keep cool during the summer.

Sid will pick the two lucky names out of his aviator hat next Friday July 26th.

GOOD LUCK TO EVERYONE!

Do you try to play by the rules but never get what you want? Are you frustrated when you do what “the man” tells you but are never rewarded for it? …well then why not CHANGE THE GAME!

I, Siddhartha Lamont, am planning to share my industry secrets with all you fellow pugs and non-pug dogs out there that want to “get theirs”, in my brand new segment…

Today’s installment: “A Little Tipping Goes a Long Way”

Does the following sound like a common situation for you? It’s between-meal time, so of course you’re like STARVING, and your human has the audacity to sit down at the table and start eating something. Ever the obedient companion, you park your keiser next to them and sit, calmly and politely, as you’ve been instructed.

Despite this dazzling display of your mastery of the sit command, your human mindlessly chows down on their grub paying you no mind. You bark. Your human rudely shushes you. What is a pug to do in this situation?

Well, my friends, all it takes is a little tip.

I’m not talking about advice…I mean a LITERAL TIP…of your cute little perfectly-round pug cranium. Like so:

No human can resist this maneuver. It’s a proven fact. In fact, I just proved it right now while you were busy reading this article and guess what – I’m 2 baby carrots fatter now. BOO-YA!

Did I just blow your mind? Why yes, I did. Sorry, here’s some paper towel to clean up the mess.

Well, maybe he’s not quite “in love” but he’s without doubt “deeply obsessed”. However, have no fear, Miss T-Buttz and other lady-pugs out there, the object of Sid’s desire is not another pug – it’s his little red Wigzi ball.

The main reason he totes it around everywhere is because each day at lunch time the Wigzi’s pockets are stuffed with treats and peanut butter by yours truly. This pug-distraction technique affords me the opportunity to eat my own lunch without uncomfortable staring, sneezing, and loud-sitting on the part of Sid.

However, even when the ball is clearly empty – and trust me, Sid gets EVERY MINUTE MORSEL – he still carries it around. His optimism amazes me. I guess he thinks the ball may somehow spontaneously sprout more peanut-buttery goodness and he does NOT want to miss that moment.

Sid and the little red ball are practically inseparable.

I guess the lesson here is if you are looking to catch Sid’s eye, you might want to try stuffing your ears with peanut butter. Although don’t be surprised if he FOLLOWS YOU EVERYWHERE, FOREVER!

Hey all GentlePugs and LadyPugs out there – I learned something new today.

If your human gets injured, you get extra carrots!

Um, hang on. I don’t think I explained that well enough. Let me start over. See, my dad injured his foot over the weekend and now he can’t walk very well. This mean he can’t go on long walks with me, so my brief walks have been supplemented by indoor activities including – my favorite – Baby Carrot Catch!

You all know about my OBSESSION with baby carrots (I mean, just look at my masthead). And you are probably also aware of my other passion which is catching objects in mid-air. Potatoes, tiny frogs, raw squeakers, you name it. I can catch ’em all. So this is, by definition, my FAVORITE ACTIVITY OF ALL TIME.

Actually if peanut butter were somehow involved…hmmm.

Anyway, so now, while my dad is in one-leg mode, I have a B.C.C. session at least once a day!

Here’s a little video demonstration so you can gaze upon the awesomeness.