What Happened to May?

Hi friends.  I can't believe the whole month of May has flown by.  Momma has been so super busy that there hasn't been one minute when I could blog.  So please forgive my absence since it's not really my fault.

The beginning of May started off very strange.  This sign appeared out of nowhere one day in our front yard.  I wasn't consulted about this but was told that we are moving.  And soon.  More details to come.

And then these guys showed up.  It's hard to see but this is a momma goose with her gosling.  I thought maybe they were buying the house but Momma told me that I was being silly.

As then if things weren't crazy enough, Momma left town with Puglet and his human to go on the 1000 Pugs tour.  Their first stop was Minneapolis where they met this guy.

You will never in a million years guess what his name was.  It was Stubby!  And he did his photo shoot on May 20 which would have been Momma's Stubby's 15th birthday.  How ironic!

 This guy's name was Acer and he is famous.  He got hit by a car a few years ago, and his person turned to Facebook to raise money for his surgeries.  He's a miracle pug, and you would never know that he had been broken.

Puglet loved Minneapolis.  He also loved meeting with his fans.

This guy's name was Charlie.  He was cute but crazy! 

And Momma said this girl had the best BTOT ever.  Whatever! 

*BTOT = Black tip of tail

Momma fell in love with this little old lady.  Her name was Gypsy.  She's 16 and used a wheel cart but she walked over to Momma on her own.  Momma wanted to scoop her up and take her home but of course Gypsy's mom wouldn't part with her. 

Momma also wanted to take this little cutie home because she reminded her of my foster sister AnnieBelly.

A Minneapolis news crew even came to a photo shoot to interview Puglet and his human.  You can watch the video here.

 When everyone finally came back home we had a party.  A pug party.  Puglet and I played for hours in my backyard, we went hiking, and of course ate lots of delicious food.  

I was sad when Puglet and his human left to go back to San Francisco but I was so glad to have Momma back to myself.  She told me she has finished touring with 1000 Pugs, at least for now.

So here I wait wondering when we are moving and to where.  I've already started packing but I am worried that I might get packed in a bag myself.  Have any of you ever moved before?

Almost Wordless Wednesday

I love suntanning in the house but I would sure love to do so outside.  It's too bad Momma won't let me go out the front door.  I guess I'm stuck inside where I belong, huh?

Remembering The One and Only Pugnacious P

My dear friend Payton has left this life for a new one at the Rainbow Bridge.  She called out to me last night and I ran to her side to be with her as she said goodbye to this world.  She gave me something to give her parents today, some parting words she couldn't say to them last night.  I told her I would tell them today when they could finally breath again.

I held her paw and comforted her as she took her last breath.  She told me she wasn't scared because she was so tired of fighting the sickies.  As I lay my head next to hers, I promised I would see her again one day.  I told her I would never forget her and all the great times we had together. 

From our first meeting on September 11, 2011 as we honored those who lives were not lost in vain, to the birthday celebration in Indy for Ellie last fall, to ringing in 2012 at our pajama party, to our last hurrah in Big D at the 1000 Pugs photo shoot, we made so many great memories that will live in my heart forever.

Goodbye for now, dear friend.  Be good and remember that I will cherish our friendship always.

September 11, 2011

December 31, 2011

My heart is open

My spirit is full,

I feel no pain

Just the moon’s pull.

I joined all my old friends

In this special place,

Resting my weary body

Upon this beautiful space.

I had to leave

My body knew the signs,

So please remember me

And all the good times.

I’m never far away

You can still see my smile,

And know that I can see yours

Across the many miles.

Until we meet again

I’ll be watching over you,

Just like you did for me

Always standing strong and true.

So I bid you farewell

For now it seems,

And I’ll see you one day

And forever in your dreams.

From Payton to Mom and Dad

March 30, 2012

Getting Ready

Momma has been acting very strange lately.  I don't know what is going on because I'm always the last to know.

Today, Momma told me that I needed to pack a travel bag.  A travel bag?

"Do I need my airplane carrier, Momma?  Am I finally going on an airplane?"  

Momma told me that I didn't need my airplane carrier because I'm not going on an airplane.  That could only mean one thing - ROAD TRIP!

I love road trips!  Now that I kind of know what is going on, I need to get ready to roll.  Momma said we are "hitting the road" tomorrow for an unknown destination.  Unknown to me anyway because Momma said it is a surprise.  Oh, I love surprises!  

The first thing I had to pack was my favorite blanket and my pink pillow.  I cannot be without these items because they comfort me.

I grabbed my tutu because you just never know when you might need to wear one.  Momma just laughed at me when I put it in my bag but I'll show her.  I will find an excuse to wear it every day if I have to.

My Aunt Colleen gave me this cute little bunny the other day.  Immediately upon meeting him he told me he wanted an adventure so he's coming with.

Even though I have no idea where we are going, Momma told me that I didn't need to pack any cold weather clothes.  Hmmm.  That wasn't a very good hint, was it?

I picked out a couple outfits plus my jammies.  Do you think I need to pack more clothes?

And then Momma told me the bad news.  She told me it's suppose to rain where we are headed.  YUCK!  I hate the rain because I hate being wet.  I decided to sit on my rain jacket in protest before throwing it my bag.

I better not have to wear this thing!

 Once I was packed, I decided I was going to unpack until Momma told me where we are going.

"Tell me now or I'm emptying this bag!  Tiffy is not leaving until Tiffy knows where she is headed.  Period!"

Momma was none too happy with all the attitude I was giving her so you do know what she did?  She gave me a bath!  UGH! 

So now I am clean, packed, and ready to go.  Next stop?  It's anyone's guess.

Do Not Disturb

I'm taking advantage of the extra day this year to catch up on my sleep.  Momma knows better than to bother me so I don't need to put up my "Do Not Disturb" sign.

I hope to be well rested after today so that I can tell you about all the exciting awards I have received and the visitors I have entertained.  Stay tuned!

Wordless Wednesday

Happy Heart Day

I  had a fabulous Valentine's Day.  I got all dressed up, went shopping for gifts for Momma, and spent the rest of the day admiring all the beautiful cards I received from my friends.

I'm so glad Winston asked me to participate in his card exchange.   Each day I would run to the mailbox, and couldn't believe my eyes when I saw cards from old friends and new ones.  It was like getting presents every day.

Momma has just about everything, but I still had to get her some gifts.  I bought her a pug plaque, a box of chocolates, and a very appropriate card.  

Isn't it cute?  

It made Momma giggle!

Look at all my cards!  I even received cards from friends who didn't participate in the card exchange. 

I received a lot of photo cards.  I love seeing my friends pose for pictures.  They all looked so pretty.

I even received a card from my BFF Tweedles that used tree seed pods (helicopters) as insect wings.  How creative!

There were so many handmade cards.  I am amazed at how creative all my friends are.

And of course all the cards smelled just like my friends.

"Is that the mailman, Momma?  I bet he is delivering more cards!   Open the door because I'm running out to get them!"

Thank you again friends, for making my first official Valentine's Day the best day ever.  

Vet Woes

I had to go to the vet on Friday.  I didn't go because I had the sickies but to get some shots.  I wasn't very happy about going so I decided to act crazy in the car.  I know I don't look crazy in this photo but I was.  

Momma was getting very mad at me because I wouldn't stop crying.  I wanted her to put my window down but she kept saying something about it only being 15 degrees outside.  Whatever!  

So I cried and cried all the way to the vet.  I was a super spaz so I doubt I will be taking any car rides anytime soon.

The first thing I did when we arrived was check for mail.  I checked and checked but couldn't find any.  What the heck?  Didn't they know I was coming?

I asked this guy where all the mail was but he was absolutely no help.  I think they should fire him because he is a terrible doorman.

Since there wasn't any mail for me, I decided to be polite and leave some for the next dog.  

"I'm here! Can I have a treat, please?"

Momma said no treats until after my appointment.  She is no fun at all.  Next time I am going to have Daddy bring me.

Doesn't this look like a totally random picture?  It kind of is.  Before Momma took this picture, she was talking to this lady.  The lady asked if she could pet me because she has a pug.  I don't know why the lady was there without the pug but she was very nice.  And Momma loved her hair.  I told Momma to take a picture but Momma was way too embarrassed, so she waited until the lady wasn't facing us and she snapped away.  You may have to bigify the photo but it won't really do the do justice.  Suffice it to say, Momma would wear her hair like this if her hair would do this, if she had a cute face like this lady, and if she were 50 pounds lighter.  

One reason I wasn't looking forward to going to the vet was because my favorite doctor, Dr. Lisa, left the practice.  I couldn't believe it and neither could Momma.  Momma just found Dr. Lisa again after many years and now she's lost her again.

But March Animal Hospital has all my info and I needed my shots so we decided to go there.  

"Why are we being kept waiting, Momma?  Dr. Lisa never made us wait.  I'm going home.  I will live without my shots!"

And that's when I heard them.  All the doggies behind this door barking at me.  They were telling me that this new doctor, Dr. Beloiu,  was very nice and that she would take good care of me.  Of course, I had to translate all this to Momma since she doesn't speak dog, and once I did, she was relieved.

Since I had Momma in a good mood, I figured it was the perfect time to point out the huge treat jar within reach.  Unfortunately, she wasn't in that good of a mood.  She ignored my begging and picked me up to show me this:

I had to point out that the doggies on the poster were labs, not pugs.  Labs have weight problems so that's why they are on posters.  If pugs had weight problems, they would be on posters but there wasn't one single poster with a pug on it. 

I never did get a treat even though I was a total angel for Dr. Beloiu.  I was so mad about the treat situation that I decided to take matters into my own paws.  I decided I would do something so embarrassing that Momma would have to give in to my demands.  So I pooped in the lobby while Momma was handing over lots of green papers.  My twinner Pearl would have been so proud of me!

Too bad my little plan backfired.  Momma was more mad than embarrassed as she swore up and down that I wouldn't get any treats until spring.  Oh, woe is me.