Our human finally managed to get a picture of both of us together. She’s been telling me that she’s wanted one for ages, so when the opportunity arose she had her phone out quicker than I could run away. Still, I refused to look at the camera, because I don’t want her to think that I’m ok with the smaller pug invading my blog.
Also, she gave me that stupid flea juice again yesterday. I don’t blame the critters for getting the hell out of my fur, I can’t stand the stuff. I haven’t curled my tail all day, and the stupid small pug won’t stop trying to bite it.
There is no respite. Even when I’m sleeping the small pug has to ruin things. Last night he tried to kill me. My human says he’s barely even a third of my weight, but I told her “you try having a third of YOUR weight draped around your neck while you are sleeping”. And not only draped, but snoring too.
The small pug is so stupid. A little bit of sunshine and he just flops. Earlier I caught him drinking from MY bowl and then he just fell over. At first I thought that dream I had about putting poison in the water had come true… But then I had only just had a drink so it turns out the water was fine, and he was just asleep. My human tells me to stop being horrible to him, even though he starts it!
This is not what it looks like. He is still alive, I promise! My humans got “us” a bigger bed, but the small one still hogs it. It’s not so bad because I still have the sanctuary of my chair, and he’s not tall enough or clever enough to jump up there. Anyway, today I got my own back. My human turned her back for one second at dinner time, and I ate all his dinner. After I had already eaten mine, so he couldn’t have mine instead. Ha! Just remember who’s boss.
Hey everyone. I know this is Sybil’s blog but I just wanted to introduce myself. After a week of deliberation, my humans have finally named me Watson. I just wanted to come by and say that no matter what Sybil tells you, we actually SHARE a bed. She keeps saying I’ve stolen this and stolen that. I’ve even “stolen” her stupid purple collar. It has a bell on it so the humans don’t tread on me, but I’m not convinced about the colour. Still, it’s not HER collar. It wouldn’t even fit around her neck. I’m not even sure if she has a neck? She’ll probably say I stole that too.
Yesterday was adventure day! My human says to say sorry that some of the pictures are blurry but that it’s hard to take pictures when you’re in a moving car. Whatever. On to the fun bit.
She woke me up super early and as you can see I was not impressed. Then we went for a morning walk which was so cool, because all the grass was still frozen and it’s extra delicious when it’s frozen.
Then we sat in the car for a really, really long time. I mean I don’t know how long exactly but all I know is I missed dinner time AND stick time. When we eventually got out of the car, there were tiny me’s EVERYWHERE. All these tiny little pug dudes, and we all had a great time. Then my human told me we had to leave and that was sad. So I got in the car and curled up and went to sleep.
When I woke up, I realised the humans had smuggled out one of the other tiny pugs. And he was right there in that crate. I kept telling them they had to go back! But apparently we were supposed to have him?? He’s still here today, and he keeps stealing my bed. He’s going to have to learn some house rules (aka who is boss) pretty quick or I’m going to parcel him up and send him back.
My human says we are going on an adventure on Monday. She says it will take the whole day, but that I’ll be really happy I went with her. Apparently we have to pick up a very special parcel…? I don’t know what that means but if it doesn’t involve cheese then I can’t see how I’m going to enjoy it.Oh by the way! We totally found that other dog. He hurt his paw a little but but he’s safe and sound now. He didn’t have a human before he ran away, which is kinda sad, but after all his adventuring he now has a human and a forever home. How great is that!
My human took me on two walks today (and she keeps threatening me with another one). On the first walk, we stopped to talk to another human who was looking for a missing dog. Apparently the dog was in foster care, and he was visiting some new humans and escaped out of a gate when somebody opened it. He’s found his way up towards where we live, but nobody has been able to catch him yet. A few people have tried but I’m guessing nobody had any cheese or anything.. because I always come for cheese, and I can’t understand what dog wouldn’t.
Anyway, the other human said the dog’s name is Bono, and you can follow the search for him on this Facebook page: https://www.facebook.com/groups/723663887664189/
He was apparently last seen today (17/3) this morning at around 8am, and potentially again this evening around 5.30pm, both times in the same area.
So there are an awful lot of humans and dogs that follow me, and if any of you live nearby then it would be great if you could join in the search or spread the word. It’s pretty scary out there in the dark, and I have a light up collar and my human to keep me safe. Bono is all alone and has no light up collar, and no cheese. That is not a place I would like to be.
Today is the last day of the six nations rugby. My human and her human and the smaller humans took me out for a W.A.L.K earlier, and it was great! So many delicious smells, and an excellent dog in a jumper. For a while I even got to wear a little hat. My human said it was ridiculous but I actually kind of liked it…
Anyway, we’re home now and the humans are shouting at the TV again. I don’t understand how men that are so small get my humans so excited. Sometimes I bark along with them, because it’s the only thing in the TV box that I’m allowed to bark at. But today I just can’t keep my eyes open. Must have been all that sea air…