Intermission

Mom's latest lap robe is flying across the country as we speak.

Too bad PlusOne couldn't hold it straight, lol.

On one of the bed's at mom's work.

She thinks it looks pretty nice. One co-worker thought it was her birthday gift. Mom said "I DON'T THINK SO!" ha ha

Lesson Number Two

One way to keep the parents oblivious to your intentions, is to just start climbing on chairs and sitting there, like you own the place.

Here is a good example of that.

Next, we will add the climbing on chairs to the stretch to get something like this.

Remember, take it slow. It's best to keep the parents clueless about your intentions.

On The Run

Here I am, on the run. I going to hit the open road and see what adventure I can find. I've had several invitations to hideout, but no decisions have been made. All I know for sure is I'm heading south for the moment. And Wilma is south. From there, who knows. Indy, Chicago, down south where it is nice and warm! Maybe I will be The Pug on the Run! Anyone want to join me?

I'm In Trouble.... Again

Mom left a chair near the counter. Of course I used it to climb onto the counter, eat all the treats and any edible food that was within reach. I also tried to open the cabinets and eat the food in them. Dad is mad at me. REALLY mad at me. Anyone have a place I can hide out for a couple of days?

Need A Caption

What sort of caption would you post with this photo? I'm thinking something along the lines of "hold that broccoli a little bit higher, please, so I can swoop in and gulp it down". What do you think?

Truthful Thursday

Lucky here, to tell you the TRUTH about mom! I know that Roxy says mom is bad at keeping up with her comments, bad at posting on our Pug Group on Facebook, and leaves us alone a lot, but the truth is, mom loves us a whole lot.

Sure, she's been having trouble keeping up with commenting, maybe if she didn't have to pick up all the garbage that SOMEONE keeps spreading around when they knock over the garbage can, mom would have more time for other stuff.


Maybe if SOMEONE didn't keep getting into things she's not supposed to and then feeling yukky and clingy, mom would be free to sit at the computer and comment more.


Maybe mom wouldn't need to go to karate so much if SOMEONE didn't climb on the counter and break the other, new cookie jar, or climb on the table, the desk and knock everything off both. Or if SOMEONE didn't get through the barricade, destroy the box of crackers, knock the bananas over, try to eat the apples and the kiwis and then get sick all over the kitchen floor, (making mom clean it up when she gets home), mom WOULDN'T be stressed and need to HIT things, (hence the karate).

Maybe if SOMEONE was more peaceful and not such a DEVIL DOG mom would want to spend more TIME with her. As for me, I'm not complaining. I know I have a good thing going and I am not about to spoil it. Nosirree, not me! ~Lucky

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