A Very Special Day

I didn't mean to make everyone leaky on Wednesday.  When Momma showed me that Stubby's picture was just like mine it just made sense to post both of them.  Speaking of Stubby, today would have been his 14th birthday.  Momma has been a little sad today but she knows Stubby is having a party at the Bridge with Emmitt and Betty.  I decided to have my own party so that I could celebrate Stubby's life.

I wanted to hug Stubby's tree just like he did but my arms were too short.  My little tippy toes wouldn't even reach the tree so I asked Momma for some help.

Me and Momma hugged the tree together and then it was time to go to Stubby's favorite place.

 

I had been home all day so I was super excited to jump in the car.  I didn't have to sit in my silly car seat because Daddy was driving.  I sat like a good girl on Momma's lap until I begged to have the window rolled down, whined at all the cars, and tried to climb out the window.  Oops!

In no time at all we pulled into Popeyes.  Momma said it was Stubby's favorite restaurant and that he always got to go there.

 

Can you believe that I'd never been to Popeyes?  In all my five years how had I missed this place?  It smelled so incredibly delicious that I just followed Daddy right up to the door.

Momma said I couldn't go in because I was a dog.  WHAT?  I couldn't go into Stubby's restaurant?  I was so upset that I sat right there by the door and wouldn't let anyone go in.  Nope.  If Tiffy can't go in than no one can!

Daddy wasn't in Popeyes very long and soon we were back home.  Momma put the Popeyes on the floor so I could smell it and at first I was in a trance.  I didn't know what to do or how to act.  And then it hit me.

 

I tried to get the bag open but I just couldn't do it.  Momma was no help either so I waited for Daddy to help.

 

And then it was time for me to finally try the Popeyes.  Momma put me on the chair and Daddy let me smell the chicken tender.  I almost jumped off the chair and bit Daddy's finger off because I was dying for the Popeyes.

 

Nom, nom, nom!  So delicious!  I thought I was going to get a whole chicken tender but I only got a couple bites.  Momma told me that I have to watch my girlish figure but I didn't care if my rolls hung over my harness because I wanted more Popeyes. 

Happy birthday, Stubby!  I hope you had a great birthday and that you ate lots of Popeyes and mini-meatloaves!

I Love Momma!

 I started celebrating Mother's Day at the stroke of midnight Saturday/Sunday.  We had people over for a party and just as the party was ending it was Mothers Day.  My friend Tony scooped me up so Momma could take our picture.  I don't really like to be held but I always let Tony hold me.  He's very gentle and loving with me.

I didn't know what to get Momma for Mother's Day because she has everything so I picked out this beautiful card for her.  It was perfect because Momma loves yellow and flowers.  The sparklies were an added touch that said Tiffy all over it.

 

  

Momma got a little leaky when she read the inside.  

Then it was time for my present.  Did you know that I'm a momma, too?  Yep.  I had 13 babies back in the day.  I don't know where my babies are today but they are all grown up and probably living wonderful lives just like I am.

"Where is my present Momma?  What?  No present for Tiffy?"

Momma didn't forget about me on Mother's Day.  She said she would take me somewhere first and then give me my gift.  So off to a forest preserve we went for an almost  6 mile hike.  It was the perfect way to spend Mother's Day with Momma.

  

Of course I had to get a little something for my special day so Momma pulled out a bully stick when we got back and I went to town eating it.  Nom, nom, nom!

 

All that eating made me very tired so off to my little bed I went.  

I love Momma more and more every day.  Even though she's not my first momma she's the best momma I've ever had.  My foster mom Auntie Nancy is the second best momma ever.  She took care of me after the nice people at the pug rescue found me wandering the streets.  If it weren't for these two mommas who knows where I would be.  I'm one lucky Tiffy to be surrounded by mommas who love me.

Decisions, Decisions

 I was sound asleep during my early afternoon nap when all of a sudden I heard Momma squeal.  This woke me up but I had no idea what she was squealing about.  Ugh!   I decided to sit tight and listen in when suddenly I started to squeal.  Momma and Daddy were talking about maybe taking me on a vacation.  WHAT?  A vacation?  Me?  Yippee!

I rushed over to Momma's side and she said that nothing is definite yet.  Her and Daddy need to get away but they don't want to leave me behind so I might get to go with.  Might?  That's good enough for me!  

All that vacation talk got me wondering where we might go.  The beach?  The mountains?  The Great Plains?  Hmmm.  What will I wear?  Up to my faux closet I headed to check out my options.

  

This green coat is not going to cut it at the beach.  It's more of a cold weather type of coat so it will stay home if we go to the beach.  If we go skiing then I'll definitely take it with but I don't think it's ski season any more.

 I love my striped pink and purple jacket but it's not good for the beach either.  Even since Momma took all my summer clothes back to the store my closet has been pretty empty.  Where once a cute bikini, beach cover-up, and sundress hung now only warm weather clothes frown back at me.  Surely there must be something I could wear on vacation.

 I love, love, love my pink sweater.  It's so me!  I wore it on my first full day home and it fits perfectly.  I think I could wear this if we vacation somewhere cool but I think it would be too hot for the beach.

This cute little sweater still has the tags on it!  I'm not sure why Momma hasn't put it on me yet but lucky for her our weather is still sweater weather.  Maybe I'll wear it tomorrow for Mother's Day.

 

This little white t-shirt came packaged with my "Adopted" t-shirt.  I've never worn it but it might just be the only thing I have to wear at the beach.  But what if it gets wet?

 

My foster mom Auntie Nancy gave me this little pink necktie thingy.  Momma wrapped it a little too tight around my neck because it looks like my eyes are going to pop out of my head.  

The problem with wearing this at the beach is that sand will get under it and itch.  Back in the faux closet it goes.

 

 I was so upset with my clothing situation that I turned my attention to my upstairs stuffies to see which ones I would take with me on vacation.  I just couldn't decide on one so I told Momma to pack all of them.  

I can't wait until Momma and Daddy make their final decision on the vacation.  Keep your paws crossed that yours truly will get to accompany them.  If not, then I guess I'm headed off to hang with the poodles.  Hey, maybe I can talk Momma into sending me to Texas to hang out with my hero Howie while they vacation without me.

Wordless Wednesday

Spring Fever

I had a serious case of spring fever yesterday so I talked Momma into taking me on an adventure.  I didn't care where we went as long as we could get out of the house.  So Momma loaded me into my car seat - the one I hate - and soon we were off to Stubby's magical forest preserve.

There were so many flowers, people, and dogs that I was on senses overload!  Even though I couldn't really see the flowers, I sure could smell them.  And with Momma describing them to me in great detail, I painted a picture in my head of each and every one of them.



Momma decided to take me here because she thought it would be less muddy than other places.  I didn't care why we were there because I was having a great time.   I stopped to check for pee mail on this plant and Momma told me that it was bamboo.  I don't know what that means but there wasn't any mail there.

I loved these little plants because they looked like they were going to shoot open at any second.  I was very careful not to pee on them so I wouldn't stunt their growth.

As usual, I had a hard time staying on the trail.  I was helping out the decomposers by walking through all the leaf litter.  Momma told me they didn't need my help but I told her that everyone needs a little Tiffy help now and then.

We hadn't been on the trail very long when we took a turn and had to stop.  The trail was flooded and even though some people walked off trail to avoid walking through the water, Momma said there was no way she was going to let me get all muddy.  Momma is just no fun! 

We went over the river and then turned around and headed back the way we came.  Momma knows all the trails and she was convinced she could find one that wasn't flooded.  I let her do the leading because I was checking out more flowers.  I don't know the name of this flower but it was everywhere.  The flowers looked like little stars and the leaves were speckled in purple.  Momma's pictures don't do the flowers justice but trust me, they were beautiful.

I was very careful not to step on the star flowers.  They smelled so pretty that every one I passed I had to say hi to.

This little flower was so close to blooming that I thought if I stood still for a while it would bloom right before my eyes.  Momma told me that the flower wouldn't open for at least one more day so I said goodbye and continued down the trail.

These flowers looked like a perfect bouquet for Momma put I didn't pick them.   In fact, I didn't pick any flowers and neither did Momma.  All the flowers in the forest belong there, not at home with us, so we admired their beauty on this lovely spring day.

There was lots of moss due to all the recent rains.  Momma told me that Tweedle's forest is filled with moss and that it covers every surface in some spots. 

Momma and her shelf mushrooms!  I swear she spends just a much time looking for them as she does looking for snakes. 

You can't really see the leaves just starting to bud on the tops of the trees unless you biggify the picture.  The trail was really pretty, what I could see of it.  It was also very peaceful.  There were several times where it felt like we were all alone in the forest.

I asked Momma if someone lived in this tree hole and she said maybe.  She didn't want to poke around in it because something might be asleep inside so she looked from a distance while I sniffed up close.

I was so tired after my adventure that I actually feel asleep in the car seat that I hate.  I just couldn't keep my head up any longer and the car seat was so comfy.  I still hate it and I still want Momma to take it back but she's having second thoughts.  She wants me to thank all of you who left comments about it and other car seats.  She had me buckled in so tight that I couldn't even turn around.  That was good for Momma but not for me.

It's Ice Cream Social Time!

It's been so boring around here lately.  Momma's been working on a research paper this week and even though I've been trying to help her, I much prefer to nap.  So while Momma works I keep her tootsies comfortable under the desk.  It's hard work but somepug's gotta do it!

I was checking out the bloggys and my emails yesterday while Momma did her thing.  I couldn't believe my eyes when I saw the invitation to the Sunflower Girl's Club ice cream social.  Yippee!   A party just for us girls!  Finally, something fun for me to do.

I knew Momma would be upset that she wasn't invited so I decided to take her for ice cream.  Aren't I a nice pug?  For some reason Momma wouldn't let me drive so Daddy drove while Momma and I enjoyed the ride.

It was my first time riding in Momma Mobile 2 and boy was it fun!  Daddy put the top down while I tried to stick my whole body out of the car.  The air smelled so good with the scent of freshly cut grass tickling my nostrils.

The wind was flapping my little ears all around but I loved every minute of it.  Momma was afraid I was going to fall out of the car but I was perfectly safe.

Even though I don't typically like riding in the car, this car had my name all over it.  Maybe I'm just a convertible girl!  Too bad Momma's car isn't pink or it would be perfect!

Even though I couldn't see the sign to the ice cream shop I knew we were close when I smelled it.  Momma doesn't know it but I've had ice cream before.  Yep, it's true.  I've vanilla, tutti frutti, pistachio, and sherbet.  I take my ice cream eating very seriously!

Even though it was my first time at the ice cream shop I felt really welcomed.  The line was too long for me to wait in so I pulled Momma out of line so we could explore while Daddy waited.  I gave Daddy my order and we were off!

After about 5,673 hours, Daddy arrived at the table with my ice cream.  I couldn't wait to taste it so I dove right in.  Yummy goodness, just like I remembered.

I tried to remember my manners but it's hard to do when an ice cream cone is in your face.  I licked and licked my way around the cone, savoring the vanilla goodness.

I really didn't care that I was getting ice cream all over my face because I knew it was just temporary.  Besides, no one was watching, were they Momma?  I didn't think so.  Everyone was busy with their own cones so no one noticed the mess I made.

Momma kept asking Daddy if he was going to let me eat the whole thing and if I had been able to talk through the ice cream I would have told her to zip it. 



Daddy held the cone steady while I made my way around the point.  I didn't want any to melt because that would have been a waste.  Soon enough Momma said enough was enough.  What?  I didn't even get down to the cone!  Sheesh!

I hope Momma had fun at the ice cream shop because I'm off to have fun at the Sunflower Girl's  Club ice cream social.  Thanks Wilma, for throwing this great bash. I can't wait to party with all my new friends!