Ducks make good eating

So my Mommy was taking me for my morning walk when a duck family rudely waddled into our path

Tell me roasted duck doesn't sound good right now!  Let me at 'em Mommy!

Missed me? Back from Michigan

Here I Am!

Hello all you guys out there . . . I can't believe it has been about a year since I last posted.  Well, in case you were wondering why the lapse, well, I was a busy puggy:  brokering peace in the Middle East, curing cancer, trying to figure out the new Health Care Law . . . Just kidding!  I was just lounging out in the Florida sun and being all around lazy.   

Nothing much as changed except I have gotten some grey hairs around my muzzle and my little sis has gotten bigger and more annoying.  We did recently come back from a nice trip to Michigan to see my paternal grandparents.  Boy was it beautiful up there!  Even Mommy was impressed (she is not a big Michigan fan) at how nice it was in July.  She enjoyed this trip so much that she made me get off my lazy backside to post this blog.  Oh, yeah, Mom - guess who is NOT going to be in my pictures!?!

This is me overseeing the activity at Grandma's house.  I am watching you . . . 

I am on the boat, unwillingly.  Did I mention that I don't like boats?

As you can see, I am the captain of this ship (of course, I am the only one on this ship)

We drove from Traverse City to Canton (outside of Detroit).  This is my cousin Katie.  She is a not-as-attractive-as-moi-Westie.  Here she is mugging for the camera.  You can see my father holding me back so I don't outshine the poor girl

It is very tiring being this beautiful

Flying

Let me start off by saying that pugs are not meant to fly; we are meant to remain firmly entrenched between our parents' laps in a snuggle position on the ground.

My parents and sister went to Taiwan to visit for 10 days while I stayed with Grandpa in NJ. They told me they had a great time, as did I. Before she left, Mommy warned Grandpa not to fall for my sad, woe-as-me-I-am-a-poor-starving-puggy look. Luckily, my grandfather is a softie and pretty soon I had him wrapped around my little paw. I was getting treats and table scraps left and right . . . Mommy was horrified when she returned and saw I had put on a few pounds. I just thought I looked extra cuddly. Mommy warned me that there is a weight limit for in-cabin pets on the airplane and that I just might not be able to fly home with them. Hold on a minute! I thought -- no one said anything about flying home!

As usual, my parents did not listen to me and before I knew it, I am sitting in a carrier underneath an airplane seat. Of course I was a huge hit with the other passengers . . . who can resist a puggy?

Here I am peeking out of the carrier. I was so upset when Mommy told me I had to remain there the entire flight!

I was trying to give Mommy my most pathetic look so she would take me out of the carrier.

I wasn't sure what this was -- kinda looked like those black bears I had seen in Alaska, but different coloring. Daddy called this a panda bear. He said they saw two of them at the Taiwan Zoo.

My parents said the highlight of their trip to Taiwan was the food. Here is just an example of their first day of glorious non-stop eating. Sounds like my kind of vacation!

Back Again!

Hello pug bloggers! I am back from an extended hiatus (a forced hiatus by my incompetent parents, I have to add) and ready to regale you all with my adventures. Sadly, nothing spectacular happened during my absence, with the exception of me taking my first plane ride (which I will recount later)!

One thing my Daddy likes about the winters here in Florida (aside from the awesome weather) is that the green markets are back up and running. There are two we attend regularly: one on Sat morning and one on Sun morning. Unfortunately, only the Sat one allows dogs so my options are limited.

This is me and Daddy at the West Palm Beach Green Market.

This unfortunate specimen is my Grandmother's rat -- er, chihuahua. She definitely did not enjoy the green market (don't ask me why, chihuahuas are a strange breed)

Here I am sniffing around one of the plants. Don't tell my parents but I was looking for a place to pee

I was going to pee by the pot but then my sister caught me and ratted me out (stupid sibling).

Grasshoppers

Daddy is on a mission: he has decided that no grasshoppers will survive the week. We have these scary big grasshoppers all around our house; they actually are pretty (if they weren't 5 inches long) since they come in colors of yellow to red. They don't bother me much. I do like to chase them but they really don't provide much of a challenge -- they can't hop very fast because of their size. Now lizards, that is another story. I break a sweat trying to catch one of those little suckers . . . Anyway, they have been eating alot of our young fruit trees and flowers, so Daddy has decided they must go! Unfortunately, they are resistant to most pesticides so you have to kill them the old-fashioned way -- STOMP!

Mommy found this one on our screen window. And this one actually is one of the medium-sized critters!

Like I said, not bad looking if it weren't so big

New Blog

This is just me chillin' out on a fabulous sunny day

Good morning everyone! I apologize for recent strange layouts on my blogs but things have been a little screwy on the home computer. I don't know what's up with Mommy but I told her she needs to get on the ball about stuff like that -- how can I possibly type my entries when I am encountering technical difficulties?

I was reminded by my cousin that I was negligent in announcing his new blog, www.beagscorner.com. Now, my cousin is an inferior breed -- a beagle -- but I don't hold that against him. The blog is quite awesome because 1) he is related to me, and 2) Beag's owner is quite a fantastic veterinarian. Mommy has asked her advice many times (I don't know why since I am always an angel!), and she has been quite the lifesaver. So, go check out the cool blog!

At the zoo

Hoping everyone had a great weekend. We just lounged around and enjoyed the yummy Florida sunshine. Only two bad things happened this weekend:

1. My Mommy decided to put me in the pool to see if I could swim. I can't.

2. My family decided to go to the zoo without me. Granted dogs aren't allowed at the zoo, but I don't take that into consideration.

Mommy started posting pictures of me nearly drowning in the swimming pool, but I quickly deleted those. I am not stupid enough to allow my embarrassing situation be made public record. So all of you will have just the pictures of the Palm Beach Zoo to enjoy.

My little sis was enamored with the Butterfly Garden where tons of butterflies were freely flittering about.

The Butterfly Garden was paved with stones that had inscriptions on them. Mommy liked this one the best.

This bird had an artificial leg

The bionic bird!