The incredible life of me, Roxy Dragon Pebbles, otherwise known as The Devil Dog and my new sister, Juliet, and my new brother, Loopy. I have no idea what I did to deserve that name! Honest! Just because I'm a black dog doesn't mean I'm naughty dog.
Tuesday, January 31, 2012
Tattle Tale Tuesday
My mom is a slacker. She hasn't been commenting on my fellow pug's blogs, she hardly posts anything to our Pug Group on Facebook. She leaves Lucky and I alone all day, comes home for dinner and then leaves AGAIN! I think I need to trade my mom in for a better model. Any takers?
Monday, January 30, 2012
Random Monday
Sunday, January 29, 2012
Easy Like Sunny Sunday Morning
Yesterday was nice, sunny and warm, a welcome change from the yukky weather we've been having. Lucky and I enjoyed a sunbeam for as long as we could. Then we climbed on Mom, Dad and PlusOne, watched some Big Bang Theory and Justified! She is so psyched it's back! Lucky and I couldn't care less, as long as we have a lap to snuggle in.
Saturday, January 28, 2012
Spoiled Saturday
Friday, January 27, 2012
Thursday, January 26, 2012
Truthful Thursday
PlusOne read "The Hunger Games" a few years ago. Now that they are making a movie out of it, he said mom had to read it too. And fast, because he wants to see it right when it comes out. So mom is reading it. She is now on the second book, "Catching Fire".
It is not a happy book, it is awful and scary and makes mom crazy that something like this could happen. And mom has to finish it soon. She can't put it down. She has stayed up too late reading it. Then she has to read the third one, "Mockingjay". I think mom's going to be tired for the next few days. At least I can cuddle up to her while she reads.
Wednesday, January 25, 2012
Tuesday, January 24, 2012
Tattle Tale Tuesday
I have a shocking Tattle Tale for you today. As you can see, even Lucky is stunned by it.
Mom doesn't really care about football. CAN YOU BELIEVE IT? I know, I know. You are SHOCKED and STUNNED by this fact. What can I say? She's my mom, and I love her, but, to not care about FOOTBALL? When we have the BEST QUARTERBACK EVER???? Sigh, I have to go hide my head in shame.
Mom doesn't really care about football. CAN YOU BELIEVE IT? I know, I know. You are SHOCKED and STUNNED by this fact. What can I say? She's my mom, and I love her, but, to not care about FOOTBALL? When we have the BEST QUARTERBACK EVER???? Sigh, I have to go hide my head in shame.
Monday, January 23, 2012
Dad Had Room For Us
Dad had room for us in the recliner, as he watched his football game. Auntie and dad are happy because the boys named Pat are going to the Super Bowl. Lucky and I were happy because we were nice and warm next to dad!
Sunday, January 22, 2012
More Snow?
Saturday, January 21, 2012
Friday, January 20, 2012
Fabulous Friday
Thursday, January 19, 2012
Wednesday, January 18, 2012
Tuesday, January 17, 2012
Worried
Monday, January 16, 2012
Success - And A Dilemma
Mom found the perfect color for the backing for her lap robe. She could have gone yellow green, which would have calmed the quilt done (not what mom wanted) or pink and made it BOING! Three guesses which one she picked.
Even Auntie approved.
Now, for the dilemma. She found this flimsy (an unfinished quilt top) in her quest to organize her fabrics (more on that later).
As you can see, it is Asian fabrics. Mom can make it 4' x 5' but she doesn't know what to do with it. Or who would want it.
Anyone got any ideas?
Even Auntie approved.
Now, for the dilemma. She found this flimsy (an unfinished quilt top) in her quest to organize her fabrics (more on that later).
As you can see, it is Asian fabrics. Mom can make it 4' x 5' but she doesn't know what to do with it. Or who would want it.
Anyone got any ideas?
Sunday, January 15, 2012
It's Done
Mom received this commission last year. The top, of flimsy, is done. Today she is going to her and Auntie's favorite quilt shop for a backing. Mom wants a hot pink, but not too dark a hot pink. I just want to know when I can quality control it!
Saturday, January 14, 2012
Friday, January 13, 2012
Thursday, January 12, 2012
The Bathtub Is Safe Again
Wednesday, January 11, 2012
Tuesday, January 10, 2012
Thank You Very Much
Now Go HOME!
You may not know this, but today is the Presidential Primary. The First in the Nation Primary. The one where if you don't come in 1st or 2nd, you might as well quit because you won't get the nomination primary. (Yes, that is a true fact, honest! We NH'er's know how to pick them.)
So we have been deluged by media and candidates and ads and candidates and press and ads and you get the idea? Mom watched the news Friday night (her first mistake) and there were 6 political ads within 15 minutes. Sheesh, I tell you, sheesh! Have the primary, count the votes, then go home! But thank you for all the attention. Too bad it wasn't for someone really important, like me! lol Are you sick of hearing about New Hampshire yet? lol
You may not know this, but today is the Presidential Primary. The First in the Nation Primary. The one where if you don't come in 1st or 2nd, you might as well quit because you won't get the nomination primary. (Yes, that is a true fact, honest! We NH'er's know how to pick them.)
So we have been deluged by media and candidates and ads and candidates and press and ads and you get the idea? Mom watched the news Friday night (her first mistake) and there were 6 political ads within 15 minutes. Sheesh, I tell you, sheesh! Have the primary, count the votes, then go home! But thank you for all the attention. Too bad it wasn't for someone really important, like me! lol Are you sick of hearing about New Hampshire yet? lol
Monday, January 9, 2012
Monday, Monday
Auntie, Memere, Pepere, Ninja One, Little Ninja and Ninja One's wife came over last night for dinner. Mom made ribs, broccoli and mashed potatoes for dinner. For dessert there was two slices of toasted Angel Food cake with Lindt chocolate in between. Everyone was stuffed, except me. Though mom did give me some broccoli to keep me from climbing INTO the dishwasher to lick the plates clean (not that I didn't try).
Here is Memere and Little Ninja. Memere was enjoying him. So was mom. I am not allowed to bark at him. I still do, though, lol. After all, I have to live up to my name, don't I?
Sunday, January 8, 2012
Surprised
Yesterday was PlusOne's first People to People meeting. It was a social, to get to know the other delegates. PlusOne finished the Information Bingo first, and received a nice P2P sticker. It had questions like "owns a cat" (cat? cat I ask you? No pugs among the bunch of them, phooey) "has an older sister" or "eldest child". There were 25 of them. Mom always said PlusOne was a talker, and could talk to just about anyone. Well, that proved it.
Mom was surprised that some of the students hadn't started Fund Raising yet. Mom wants it over and done, paid for, with no more worrying. PlusOne said "that's because you're mom!" Yup, that's my mom. "Get it done now, no last minute fooling around for us!"
Have a great Sunday everyone.
Mom was surprised that some of the students hadn't started Fund Raising yet. Mom wants it over and done, paid for, with no more worrying. PlusOne said "that's because you're mom!" Yup, that's my mom. "Get it done now, no last minute fooling around for us!"
Have a great Sunday everyone.
Saturday, January 7, 2012
Friday, January 6, 2012
My Handsome Boy
Thursday, January 5, 2012
Two Dog Night Defined
Not a Three Dog Night, because, of course, there are only two of us.
Three Dog Night
It refers to being cold. Often when ranchers or cowboys were out on the range they would have to sleep with their dogs to keep warm. A one dog night was a night when he had to share body heat with one dog, two dog night was two dogs and a three dog night was an extremely cold night where he would have to share body heat with three dogs. “how cold was it on your trip?” “It was a three dog night”.
Mom pulled the covers back on PlusOne yesterday morning to find Lucky stretched out against PlusOne's back and me curled up against his stomach. I think that is what you call a win win situation.
Three Dog Night
It refers to being cold. Often when ranchers or cowboys were out on the range they would have to sleep with their dogs to keep warm. A one dog night was a night when he had to share body heat with one dog, two dog night was two dogs and a three dog night was an extremely cold night where he would have to share body heat with three dogs. “how cold was it on your trip?” “It was a three dog night”.
Mom pulled the covers back on PlusOne yesterday morning to find Lucky stretched out against PlusOne's back and me curled up against his stomach. I think that is what you call a win win situation.
Wednesday, January 4, 2012
Tuesday, January 3, 2012
Tattle Tale Tuesday
Monday, January 2, 2012
Back To Work
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