We are very tired

Choppy, Alfie and I are so tired that we all slept together throughout the morning while our Mom was at work. When our dad got up, he could not find us anywhere and we actually thought Mom had taken us to the vet. But here we were; instead of crashing on our usual beds, we were just in our crate.

Sleeping like a log

Sometimes when I sleep, I almost fall off the bed. We have so many pug beds around here that it's hard to get used to a single one. But, at least, we can sleep in every room comfortably.

Impatient

I am walking around barking, trying to look for my mom. I know, it's tough to be a blind pug. I think she is in the kitchen but I am not sure.

I like being with mom a lot. Last night, in my sleep, I started freaking out, so all of a sudden I was salivating a lot. But mom woke up and at once she realized that I was about to have a seizure. So she spoke softly to me and held me tight. Then I calmed down and I did not have a seizure. This is good.

I think that my seizures are under control with medication and much love. These days, I only get pre-seizure panic attacks when I am sleeping and I wake up. I think that maybe my dreams create these seizure conditions. This is also what happens to my brother Alfred. I think we are making much progress. I feel much better now and my coat is super-duper-glossy!!!

From the house of the sick pugs...

Hello again!
Thanks for all your comments. Guess what? Today I got my stitches removed from my surgery. Everything is great and I have not had a seizure in over 1.5 months--knock on wood if you please... Now my vets and my Mom are going to try to reduce the dosage of my medication to see what is the lowest dose that I can be on that does not trigger seizures.

I am so happy my fans! Every morning, at 6 a.m., I am ready to have breakfast and play. As soon as my Mom and Alfred enter the living room (that's where I sleep the last part of the night after I have my restroom break and my dad goes to bed), I start barking and I jump in my crate. Then Mom gets me out and I run several laps around the couch. And I run really fast too. Mom says that's why I am skinnier now and more athletic.

Then Alfred and I have our breakfast. My poor brother Alfred has some yeast in his left ear so he also had to go to the vet. He is almost well. Mom has been giving him medication and cleaning his ear. Alfred does not like the ear cleaning part, especially now because it hurts. That reminds me that Mom is really happy because my ears are almost perfectly healed and they are not as swollen anymore. That's really too bad though because now I have no excuse to not listen to my parents. And believe me, I try to get away with as much as I can. Mom says I have gotten really bossy and stubborn but I like to think of myself as a really confident pug.

Mea culpa

OK, I confess that I am a very bad girl and that my Mom has every right to call me Pigglet. This morning when Mom came to get me from my crate, I had poop all over the blanket cover. And I even had poop on my feet. Mom had to put me in the bathtub and wash my feet. All this before she even had the chance to eat her breakfast. Mom is cool about it but I know she is upset that I don't seem to be making any progress toward being potty-trained. The upshot, Mom says, is that I make a good practice baby. After me, a human baby will not seem as messy/fussy/dirty... Hooray for optimism!

Life is very tiring...

And sometimes Alfred and I need to rest. Yes, because our Mom makes us go on walks twice a day! And we also have to go out in the yard and play when it's good weather and it's not very hot. And a couple of weekends ago,we even went with Mom to the Farmers' Market to help her with the shopping and to meet one of her very good friends. We have very hectic lives, you know...

Since Mom puts all these fluffy blankets in Alfred's crate, we decided to go in and just relax for a little bit. Alfred hardly ever uses the crate but its door is always open, so what the heck...

Resting

I like my new parents very much and I like my brother Alfred too. I follow him around all the time and he is very gentle and caring. He did not get upset because I took his basket and he lets Mom pet me all the time and give me cuddles. Tonight, Alfred decided that the two of us could fit in the basket and so here he is with me and his red frog. Don't we look tired? By the way, my favorite position to sleep in is with my face deep in the covers; Alfred's favorite position is curled up holding a stuffed animal.



See you later readers...

I am fabulous

Don't you think my Mom did a good job getting me this dress? I'm a canine fashion icon!!! Move over Carla Bruni, you've got nothing on me...

My Mom is totally crazy!

All she does is take pictures of me. Every day! And she has already bought me a ton of clothes. I look really cute in my new dresses, by the way. I'll show it to you some other time. In the meantime, look how cute I look in the above picture! Notice my soft brown blanket that Mom got just for me. I just love it. I sleep on it everyday and I even have managed to not have any accidents on my blanky.

I don't like rain

Dear Readers,
It's been raining for about 24 hours. This means my Mom cannot take me walking with my brother Alfred. I refuse to step outside! Unfortunately, I also cannot go outside to peepee and poopoo, so I have had a few accidents today. Mom got me some potty trainning pads but I am not sure how to use them. They smell kind of funny and Mom put them right next to the side door, the one that Alfred and I use when we go potty in the morning.

Despite the rain, Alfred begged Mom to take him walking and she did. Luckily she has a gigantic umbrella that can cover them both. And so they went walking so that Alf could go peepee. Alfred got home a bit wet but he was not afraid of the rain anymore so he asked Mom if he could go out on his own again--he still had some business to take care of, so Mom let him go. I wish I was that brave. Maybe someday I will...

Now the three of us are sitting on the couch. I'm kind of sleepy and I am very comfy because Mom wrapped me up in a blanket. She does that to me every night and I quite like it. Alfred is holding his frog in his mouth; that's how he falls asleep. We're watching yesterday's episode of In Treatment.

Well, I'd better get back to my business of cuddling with my family. Talk to you guys later...

My new home update

Hello again!
These last few days have been really exciting for me. I can't remember if I told you but on Saturday Mom gave me a bath and cut my nails. She also cleans my ears three times a day--I think she is crazy if you ask me, or maybe just a stubborn lady. Anyway, I love the attention and my ears are getting better.

Then yesterday, my Dad took me to the vet where Alfred goes. Boy, that Alfred is a popular pug. The ladies at the vet asked about him as soon as we came in and even told my dad to tell him "Hi" from them. They also thought I was cute because I'm so tiny. The vet office was a bit noisy but I just slept on my Dad's lap. It felt so good...

The vet did blood work on me to check my phenobarbital medicine levels. (Mom told them to do it because she had forgotten to give me my pill in the morning. She felt really guilty about it but I told her it was OK because I still have not had any epileptic seizures since I moved in with my new family. I told her not to forgot ever again and she said she would do her very best.) I'll get the results on Wednesday, so wish me luck. They also cleaned my ears and I did not like that at all. And they gave Mom medicine to put in my ears--I keep telling Mom to not put that stuff in my ears because it tickles, but Mom is stubborn. But I know she's right because my hears are feeling better and they don't smell any more. My skin is also looking better, so Mom is super-happy for me.

So far, the only problem I have is that I have a hard time going potty outside. I have accidents in the house and today I was really bad because I peed in my crate while Dad was at work and I fell asleep on the wet blanket. I shouldn't have done it because Dad took me out during the day but I am still learning, I guess. Mom said that she will do some research on how to help me.

And that's it, I am doing great so far and I am still learning my way around the house and how to tell my parents what I want. Alfred has been giving me hints and he even checks up on me during the night to make sure I'm alright. My brother Alfred is the best!

Nice to meet you...

Hi! I'm Stella, a darling black pug who just moved into a new home. These last couple of days have been really stressful on me because I moved and now I have to get used to my new family. But that's alright, they seem like they're nice animals. My new brother Alfred the Pug is always on the look out for me and if I make any sudden moves while I sleep, he comes to check on me. By the way, I sleep a lot. Here's a picture of me sleeping. I like this basket a lot, so my new Mom said that I could have it. Bummer for Alfred but maybe we can find him another basket.

I arrived at my new home on Friday evening. It was very cold but luckily the nice ladies from the Northwest Arkansas Pug Rescue bundled me up in a comfy blanket. So my new Mom just had to carry me into the above mentioned basket and there I slept all night. Mom tried to show me around the house for a little bit, but all I really wanted was a place to crash.

Then yesterday, Saturday, we got up, Mom bundled me and Alfred up and off we went to walk. Mom put me in my new pink coat, my pink harness and my pink leash. By the way, I told Mom that that shade of pink was rather awful and she agreed but she said that PetSmart had a very poor selection of things for my size and she only found one leash that was 4 ft long. Everything else was 5 ft and over... Good grief, I guess people don't want their pets to walk near them. But our walk was very uneventful and Mom said that I walk really well.

When we got home, Mom gave me my medicine and then she gave me my food. Unfortunately, I am a picky eater and I took my time sniffing the food until I finally decided to eat it. Mom is still figuring out how to feed me, that is, in what bowl is she going to put the food. I told her she could get me a short bowl that is wide enough for my big head. Yep, that's right kids, I have a big head because I am a brainiac. What's the matter? You don't like small girls with big brains? My family does and that's all that matters!

Oh, I gotta tell you this 'cause it's funny. When mom was trying to figure out whether to put me in my big crate to feed me or leave me outside, Alfred was going crazy. Mom thought that he was just trying to get to my food but it turns out he was just a little bit jealous of the girl bonding. One time, when Mom stepped out of the room he just stormed inside and went into the crate and sat down and waited for Mom to return. He did not even touch my food, which is like the miracle of the century. Every chance I get, I tease him about it.

Then after feeding me, Mom had to leave because she had a massage scheduled--my Mother also likes to pamper herself, you see... So I just took a long nap until she returned. Alfred had lunch, that's all he thinks about--food... but I was still full so I just walked around and then took another nap.

Since yesterday was Pug Play Day, Mom and Alfred took off after lunch. Alfred had a blast with all the other dogs but most of all, he had a blast eating all the treats during the games. He ate so many treats that last night he passed gas--I know, yuck! I am going to have to teach that boy some manners! And this morning, his poop was so stinky during our morning walk that Mom said you could use it to fight terrorists. This Mom is really funny...

You know what? Yesterday, Mom gave me a big girl bath and she cleaned my ears and my wrinkles with these medicated nifty little things that fight yeast. So I am not stinky anymore.

Ufff, I'm tired, I think I need a beauty rest.

Talk to you all later!