Rain Rain Go Away

I've spoken before about how much I dislike weather extremes. Snow, rain and heat. Ya know, those crazy weather extremes that either leave me melting or freezing. That cause me to "donkey" up and refuse to walk another step unless I'm carried.

The rain was here yesterday...so Mom put the raincoat on me to persuade me to go out. Except my paws still got wet. And I had to contend with bottomless dark pools of water. Like a good girl I did my business and was ready to go back in.

Except Lincoln needed to find the perfect spot. In pouring down rain and thunder, he still sniffed and peed on everything. Sigh.

At least I looked cute and my head was dry. But cute raincoat or not, I still don't love the rain. Forget spring showers, I'm ready for sunshine.

Lincoln the jumper

So Mom uses baby gates all over the apartment to keep Lincoln and little ole me out of trouble. These gates are a constant annoyance when I get in trouble and have to be put on the other side of the gate. The gates always go up when Mom leaves for work too. A couple of weeks ago, Mom started noticing something odd. When she would get home from work, Lincoln would greet her at the back door. However, the gate was still up. She suspected he was jumping the gate but she couldn't figure out how. After all he is a pug. So she kept trying to catch him jumping the baby gate. But she never could, he was always just waiting on the other side.

Finally she figured out that if she stood on one side and called for him, he would do it. Here's the proof...who knew Lincoln was an agility pug. He sails over the gate. It's so unfair, I couldn't jump the baby gate if my life depended on it.

Bling Bling

Remember when I was telling you that Walden Photography took our picture to raise dog food for homeless dogs? I forgot to mention that Grandma bought us "bling bling" collars for the occasion. With our names on them. Like anyone could forget when Mom is constantly yelling, "Minnie, stop chewing on that" or "Minnie, get off the table" or my personal favorite, "Minnifred Moo, don't eat that!" Oh well at least when Mom kicks me out, I can become a professional model.

Yeah and on a side note, Lincoln just posed that way. No one encouraged him. I'd roll my eyes if I could but its hard enough to get them both to face the same direction.

Sincerely,
Minnie Moo

To Grandma's house we go

It's a true story that our mama is in New Orleans and we are hanging out at Grandma's house for the week. So all we have is some pictures from Grandma's house....

Lincoln supposedly is being a good boy, laying in his bed per usual.

Minnie on the other hand is loving some Betty Johnson pjs as her new bed.

Grandma is spoiling us so much that we don't even miss our Mama. Who is Mama?!

Muah,

Minnie Moo and Lincoln too

Wordless Wednesday: Hair-eater

Closet

I have a problem...it's kind of embarrassing...so don't judge me

But I just can't decide what to wear out of my closet this morning

Happy Monday ya'll

Love,
The Diva, Princess Pug
(a.k.a Minnie Moo)

A Progression of Pug Picture Taking

Mom always says it's hard to get a good picture. To illustrate the process of trying to get a picture with two pugs...scroll down.

I'm fascinated with the ruffle on my skirt, I'm not sure this outfit fits anymore either...

Hey Mom, you're squeezing me

Lincoln is a suck up and had to stop posing to give Mom a kiss

Now Mom has to return the favor...sheesh we are trying to take a picture here.

Oh yummy hair, my favorite

Wait, what's over there?

Give up already Mom, there's no way to make us all look the same direction at the same time...better luck next time

Happy Saint Patrick's Day Ya'll

Muah,

Minnie Moo, Lincoln and Mom