Wordless Wednesday - I Wear My Motto On My Collar

My New Food

Thanks to everyone for their suggestions about food for me last month.  Momma just doesn't know what to do about my itchies so I tried a raw diet for a few days at the end of July.  I loved the food but Momma said it was just a little too expensive.  Too expensive for Tiffy girl?  Momma!

I couldn't talk her out giving up on the raw food so she contacted Auntie Nancy to talk to her about the food I ate when I lived in my foster home.  Auntie Nancy used to make all the puggies food from a recipe from the Canine Epilepsy Anti Seizure website.  I remembered how much I love that food so I begged Momma to give it a try.

The recipe uses regular ingredients that could be purchased from any grocery store.   The best part was that you could make it in the slow cooker.  Momma loves the slow cooker and can't imagine living without it.  So off to the store Momma went to get the ingredients.  When she returned home she pulled out the small slow cooker but it didn't work.  Bummer!  Luckily, we have a big slow cooker so in all the ingredients went and 8 hours later we had this:

Momma thought it looked a little watery but I didn't care.  Momma said she's going to adjust the recipe next time so that there's less water and more meat.  YES!

Looks yummy to me!  And the smell was amazing.  So amazing that I woke up several times during the night to sneak down to the kitchen to check on the slow cooker.  What was Momma thinking letting it cook overnight?

I very patiently waited to try my new food.  

"Hurry up, Momma!  I'm starving and may just pass out from hunger very soon!"

Delicioso!  It was so yummy that I asked for seconds but Momma just shook her head no.  

"I'm still hungry, Momma.  3/4 of a cup didn't even fill my belly!"

Momma wants me to stay nice and trim so I didn't get seconds.  Hopefully, this food will help with my itchies.  Have any of you tried this diet? 

Squeaky Clean!

Someone (Momma!) had the bright idea to give me a bath today.  I'm don't know what I did to deserve one but whatever I did I'm never doing it again.  

The first time Momma bathed me back in June, I totally cooperated.  I figured I would humor her and pretend to like baths.  Bad idea.  This time my true colors came out.  I was not a happy camper as I got placed in the bath tub.

"Momma, my toes are getting wet!  Can I get a dry bath, please?"

"Let me out, Momma!  I'm not dirty.  Please go find a dirty pug to bathe!"

None of my yelling did any good.  I was wet and mad.

Momma uses a cup to pour water all over me.  She thinks it's funny to watch me turn into a skeletal pug.  Just look at me!

I tried so very hard to climb out of the tub.  When that didn't work I just shook water everywhere.  Of course there are no pictures of me shaking because Momma was hiding behind a towel. 

"Am I done yet, Momma?  Really, there's no more dirt on my body.  All of it is in a ring around the tub."

I shook a few more times once I was out of the tub just for good measure.  Momma dried me pretty good and luckily she didn't get the blow dryer out to finish me off.

Since I was a semi-good, cooperative girl during my bath, Momma said I could have a special treat.  Even though it was right before dinnertime I figured any old appetizer would do.

A banana all for me!  Yummy!  I love bananas but had never eaten one right out of the peel before.

The banana was like heaven on earth. 

Nom, nom, nom! 

I would almost agree to a bath every week if I could have my very own banana.

My New Sister

Momma was in one of those strange Momma moods yesterday.  I don't know why but I had a feeling that something was going to happen.  Something big.  And it did.

Momma was out shopping all morning and I was so excited to see her when she finally walked in the door that I didn't even hear her say "I've got something for you."  Too bad, too, because I would have hidden or triple locked the doors or done something, anything to keep this creature out of my house.

Meet Annie, my new sister.  Since Momma said the creature is staying I decided to name her Annie after my foster sister.  This Annie isn't as sassy as the original but she's making her mark around here.

My Annie doesn't even smell like the original, which is a good thing.  I thoroughly checked her out to make sure she was legit before playing with her.  

Smashed in face - check.

Curly tail - check.  

Solid body - check.

Smells like a pug - check.

And if any of you were wondering about her sassiness, just check out this video.  Sheesh!  What am I going to do with her?

To make matters even worse, she climbed in my princess bed.  No one sits in my princess bed except me!  Oh, and Salinger since he's a princess, too.

What's that, Momma?  I have to be nice to her?  Why?  Can't we just send her down to Texas to live with the real Annie?

The nerve of Annie!  Look at that smirk on her face.  Get your own princess bed, girl!

Maybe if I just climb in there and push her out...

Oh, hi Momma!  We were just bonding.  BFFs real soon now, I'm sure.

I Love It When We're Cruising Together

It's not my fault that I haven't been blogging lately.  Momma has been busy with blah, blah, blah so I spend my days waiting for her to turn on the computer.  Days go by as I wait and wait and wait.  But today when I woke up I told Momma that I wanted to tell everyone about the fun I had on Sunday.  

Sunday was a perfect summer day so Momma and Daddy decided that we should take a little cruise in Cheeto.  Unfortunately, I had to sit in back in my car seat.  Even though I don't mind my car seat, I hate to sit in the back.  I'm a front seat kind of pug.  The back seat is for sissies!

To show my disgust for being forced in the back seat I decided to play sick.  I slumped down in my seat, put my head on the edge facing Momma, and pouted.  

When the pouting didn't work I sat up and looked confused.  Note my left ear is sticking up.  This is my sick look.  Too bad it didn't work.

I tried to enjoy the ride as best I could.  With the wind blowing my ears to and fro, I wondered where the heck we were going.  No one said a word until we drove past a welcome sign.

We were in Lake Geneva, WI!  Momma and Daddy thought it would be the perfect place to spend the day.  I couldn't agree more!

The first place I headed for was the beach.  I wondered why this silly fence was wrapped around the beach.  What's the deal, people?

"Let me in beach people!  I want to run on the beach, play in the water, and lounge like a lizard.  Open up!"

The beach people totally ignored me!  I was so mad and then Momma told me that dogs weren't allowed on the beach.  "Excuse me?  No dogs?  What kind of beach is this?  I'm outta here!"

Since the beach was a no go, I decided to head over to Dogs in the Park.  Now this looked like my type of place except that they weren't open.  And it wasn't a dog restaurant.  Waaaaahhhhh!

It was a good thing that Daddy stopped for bagels because I was starving.  

"Still starving down here!"

Too bad I didn't even get a bite of a bagel.  But when Momma said we were heading over to Popeyes I knew I'd be in business.

Too bad it was the wrong Popeyes!  Waaaaahhhhh!

Momma and Daddy decided we should walk around the town since the beach was off limits.   Daddy was scoping out all the motorcycles as we walked.  There were lots of them and he was upset that he didn't have his that day.

Momma scoped out this cute little scooter.  Since there wasn't room for me to cruise with her I told her to keep walking.

Then I scoped out this store.  YAY!  I pulled Momma in there because I knew there'd be something with my name on it.

Ooh la la!  I wanted one of each but Momma said I could only buy one.  I picked the biggest one available, the 3 foot tall pork stick.  The sales lady had to break it in half so it would fit in Cheeto.  I told Momma I would eat a foot so it would fit but to no avail.

Next to the food store was a gift shop.   This sign was in the window and after I saw the beast named Zoey there was no way I was saying hi.

I don't know what kind of work Zoey does but she sure was mean.  I think she was in charge of security because all she did was bark and growl.  No one could even walk past her to go into the shop!

Soon it was time to head home so I bid farewell to Lake Geneva.  Ears up, toes down, and in the front seat, I headed out of town, next destination home sweet home.

It wasn't long before I was asleep on Momma's lap in the front seat. 

I sure hope I can go back to Lake Geneva before the summer is over because I had a great time.  Or maybe we can take a nice autumn drive up there to check out all the fall colors.  Either way, I will be back!