Pillow Pug

It's been a hard week for me: my little sis has been having nightmares almost daily, which means she gets to sleep with my parents and me. And let me tell you a secret: toddlers don't lie still when they are sleeping! I have been punched and kicked in the head incessantly at night. Since I haven't been able to get much sleep at night, I tend to make up for it during the daytime.

I managed to squeeze in between several pillows, hoping to hide myself from my possessed sibling

Look at me! Look at the bags around my eyes! Look at the dark circles under my eyes! How can I go out looking like this?!

Eating Poop

I apologize for the rather disgusting title of my blog, but Mommy made me write it in. She was rather angry at me this weekend because of my nasty habit. I don't like to tell too many people because you humans get all weirded up about it, but I LOVE to eat cat poop. Well there it is, out there in the open. Mommy didn't actually find out about my ilicit habit until we moved to a house with a huge backyard and with a neighbor that has 2 outdoor cats. I don't know who Mommy is mad at more: the cats for pooping in our yard, or me for eating it. Mommy will let me out in the backyard and my super-sensitive pug nose leads me right to various areas where the cats have left their, ahem, presents, and before Mommy can run over to smack me in the butt, I have consumed the entire poop in one gulp. Mommy wants to know if there is any way 1) I can be cured of this, or 2) to prevent the cats from pooping in our yard (short of a well-aimed BB gun).

I am being punished because of my latest "treasure hunting"

I don't think I have a problem . . . Mommy says I need to go into "Cat-poop eating rehab"