Wilma's Wednesday Words ~ Reaching Out for the Power of the Paw

Hello friends. This week, instead of offering up some of my volumes of wisdom, I am asking for some of that power of the paw magic.




You all remember Sluggo's pal Oscar? Well, his brother Max had to have some lumps removed from his head. He's the red head. Oscar is the blonde. The vet said things looked pretty good, but they have to wait for the lab report to be sure. Max is a sweet, sweet boy. He is only a baby at one year old and we want him to be ok. So, if you could please send him some paw power, I know he and his family would really would appreciate it. I hope you are all having a great week!

Thank you.

Getting Paid Under the Table

Hi peoples, Brigitte here. I am collaborating with Wilma today to share what we do to help the humans enjoy their meals. Although they say it is pretty hard to enjoy a meal around here with a bunch of pathetic moochers staring them down. Hey look, we aren't the ones who bought a glass dining table.

This post will make a nice companion to our girl Sequoia's methods of extracting treats out of the humans. If you follow these guidelines, there is nothing you won't score.




I also wanted to show you this shot of my ziggy zaggy that Mom took from her perspective of me working Dad for some crumbs. It started when I was about 4 or 5. Do any of you have a permanent wave like mine? We have never seen any one with one like it. I am going to turn it over to Wilma now, observe the master.




"Look at me, you are getting sleepy. When I blink my eyes, you will break me off some of that nice crusty bread."




Yes, that looks good.




"Now, give me the rest!"





Any questions, let us know.

Wilma McTurkeyfarts Checking In

Hi friends! Just thought I'd check in real quick and see how your weekend is going. Mine? Oh it's great!










Let me just tell you, that I have been cranking out some serious turkey farts over the past couple days. Really rippin' 'em. I love it! It brings me great pleasure when I can cut one, a really loud one. They really don't smell though. But, of course, neither does my poop.

Thanksgiving White Trash Style

One might think I were complaining. But honestly I am not.




This is what the Thanksgiving "table" looked like this year. Normally, Mom and Dad would travel to Aunties in Gotham City for a gourmet, festive, feast surrounded by many of my favorite people. Problem? We pugs would be home. Alone. We usually get some token warmed over "doggy bag" when they arrive home, late, after our regularly scheduled dinner hour. Not the case this year. Mom's work schedule left little time for travel this year. A trip to New York would have been had on little sleep, only to turn back around, desert barely past the pyloric sphincter, to be home for the next shift. No one wants that. Not Mom, not Dad, not Auntie, or any of her lovely guests. And, quite frankly, not me. I much preferred this years arrangements. A nice warm fire, NFL football on the tube, smells of turkey, stuffing and pie wafting through the air, and freshly sliced, warm, juicy turkey. Fresh from the oven, served on tv trays. It was heavenly. Did I mention that the remainder of the day provided a warm lap of your choice? Yeah, life is good. I hope you all had a fabulous day. We are all sleeping off the tryptophan. Go Pats!

Wilma's Wednesday Words of Thanks

Greetings everyone. Last week, I asked you all to tell me what you are thankful for. This week, in honor of Turkey Day, I will share for what I am grateful.



1. I am thankful for for a full kibble bowl, even though it only stays that way for under a minute twice a day.



2. I am thankful for getting treats for doing things I would do anyway. Like coming in after doing my business and sitting down.



3. I am thankful for soft warm places to lay in every room in the house, including on demand laps.



4. I am thankful for discovering whippy, and for being able to sit outside Starbucks and enjoy it.



5. I am thankful for having my kingdom to rule over.



6. I am thankful for my sunny sun.



7. For my wonderful doctors, who love me.



8. Car rides.



9. For my brother and sister, who follow my every command.



10. I am thankful for my Sunflower girlz and for all my other bloggy friends.

I am thankful for my family, Grammy, grumpy, Auntie, Uncles, Nana Gail, and all the other humans who love and understand me. There is more, but one thing I am not thankful for is impeding me from sharing. Mom has to go to work. Meh.

Happy Thanksgiving my friends, may your your bowl be full and may lots of "crumbs" fall from your table.

Sock Monkey Stable After Frontal Lobotomy

Hi folks, it's Brigitte here. I know many of you voiced concerns over the health of Sock monkey bed after I was forced through starvation to begin eating him last week. Well, fear not. He is back and in full form, sans a few lobes of his brain.

Once I was given sustenance, in the form of real food, we brought sock monkey bed to the hospital.




There, under the excellent care of their staff and famous monkey brain surgeon, Dr Toob Sok he was returned to almost new. They ran some tests, cauterized some blood vessels and stitched him right up. After a few days in intensive care, and a good bed bath, he is back home safe and sound. He has been happily doing what he does best, Providing me with a lovely comfortable spot to rest my pug butt. And the best part is, he has no memory of the trauma. In fact the new shape of his half brainless head provides me with a perfect divot to rest my chin in.

We Have Winners with an S

I made Mom go to Random.org tonight to pick a winner for my Thankful for You giveaway. We have been putting together some items for the giveaway and we decided that we would have 3 prize packs, in an effort to spread the love. After all, that is what this giveaway was about. Since I can't really send all my friends gifts like I would like to, we figured 3 is better than 1.

So we wrote all your names on a list in the order that you commented.





Then we went to random.org and input the numbers into the number randomizer. The first three numbers are our winners.


That means Sequoia and Tuni, Pearlie Poo and Tweedles, you are the winners! Congratulations guys! In the picture at the top of the post, the book Living With Pugs is among the gifts. That was mine and Britte's prize for our Halloween costume contest at our meet up. We actually already had that book, so we are giving it to one of you three winners. Please let us know if you would like the book. Maybe some of you have it as well, so we don't want to duplicate the regift. Other than that, we are going to put together your gifts and get them in the mail, so please email Mom so she knows where to send them. Look for a couple of surprises too. Mom will get them in the mail soon. I know We said we wanted you to get them for Thanksgiving, but we are ambitious like that, then reality sets in. We are very excited and happy to be able to show you how much you mean to us. The toys are from Planet Dog
We chose their toys because they donate 2% of all sales to help provide funding for service dogs.
The Therapy Dog purse is from Harry Barker. The proceeds from that purchase goes to Medical University of South Carolina to help train therapy dogs and to MUSC Childrens Hospital for medically fragile children. We think that's pretty cool.

Besides all the giveaway fun, this is what we were working on this weekend.


Trying to keep the parents down. They are pretty soft targets when it comes to that. How about you? Did you have some fun this weekend?

flexi Retractable Cord Leash ~ a review

Hi everybody, it's me Sluggo. A few weeks ago, Mom was contacted by a person from the flexi company to see if she would like to review a leash from them. Now as you may recall, Mom has been trying to figure out what to do/use to keep me from being so chokey on walks. I am a big puller, and when I do, I practically choke myself to death. Very distressing. See, we three pugs are not trustworthy enough to roam around off leash on walks like some dogs are. Especially if there is only one parent. So Mom said sure, she'll check it out.


Here I am inspecting the leash when it came in the mail.




Brigitte wanted to know why she didn't get to review the new leash. I explained that it was because she mostly gets carried in the baby sling or pushed in the stroller. She said she didn't care. It wasn't her idea to be carried, she loves to walk. Then I reminded her how her bum foot bothers her when she overdoes it. She asked, "what about the queen? Isn't she gonna be ticked off that she isn't the tester?" sure I said, but before we were around, Mom and Dad spent a bunch of money on obedience lessons, and walking on the leash is one of the few things she will actually do well from those lessons. So I was the guinea pug.

We have been testing this thing out on walks, and we give it a B+. Because she is so used to using a 6 foot lead, adjusting to the retractable leash took Mom a little time. The best thing about it, is that I am totally less chokey. The leash let's me explore the area without such restrictive boundaries. Now, they tell you not to walk more than one dog at a time when using the the leash. But, unless Dad is with us, this is not an option. I would have to be left alone during Wilma and Brigitte's walk or we each would have to go separately. I don't do well with being alone. In fact, it's never happened. I am sure I would have to just freak out.

Anyway, like I said, I get to expend more energy running back and forth, while Wilma stays nice and leisurely. So that is a plus.




Or we could all stay together...




One thing we haven't checked is how it would be in a neighborhood with sidewalks. See our street is very quiet, and we just walk down the middle. When I get to close to someone's yard (I like to pee everywhere) Mom can just walk further out in the road. I don't think it would do well in crowds, but that isn't recommended. I'm sure many of you have been involved in one of those doggy maypoles when you are around bunch of other leashed dogs.
There are also some safety precautions, watch your fingers, the leash could also snap back if not properly used. But if you follow the guidelines and take care when using it, it's a pretty good leash. Mom said she will keep using it with me for walks around home and on hikes. Thanks flexi.




How about you guys, do you use a regular or retractable leash? Or are you one of those good dogs who gets to walk unencumbered by such restrictive restraints

Wilma's Wednesday Words of Thanks

With the Thanksgiving holiday fast approaching, I find myself grateful for something that I have never had before. This is my first holiday season in the blogosphere. I have been thinking about how over the past eleven months I have been lucky enough to meet some of the kindest, funniest, talented....oh I could go on, but you get my drift. I am really thankful for those of you who have allowed me into your lives, and who have become part of mine.

To thank you all for being such loyal followers. For welcoming me with open arms, and for being there through thick and thin, I am going to have a giveaway. I am really not sure of the details yet. I want to pick the winner or winners soon so you can get your gift close to Thanksgiving. I also want to be sure and support animals in need through this event. What I do know, is that all you have to do is leave a comment telling me what you are thankful for. I will keep you posted with the details as they develop.

Love,
Wilma

Someone, Call for help!

Brigitte has been forced to do the unthinkable. Resort to eating monkey brains due to the lack of nutrition around here!




Here she is, ravenously going to town because it was 8:00 AM and breakfast was not served!




She just flung that thing around as like it owed her money!




She is filled with deep regret for what desperation has forced her to do.




"Mom please, won't you just give me some kibbles before I am forced to ingest other innocent bystanders?"




Frog legs anyone?




Or, perhaps something a little less exotic.

Poor, poor sock monkey bed.

In Memory of a Smushi Friend

Betty~ went to the rainbow bridge
November 14, 2010


Yesterday, the Smush face ranch lost their beloved girl Betty.

We all lost a friend.

Please stop by and offer a kind word. If you like, we have lit a Candle in Betty's memory. You can go there and light a candle of your own in the group. Just click Here and you can take a moment to remember a dear girl.

We love you Betty, and we will always remember you.
Wilma, Brigitte and Sluggo

Worldwide Moment add: credit where credit is due

That's 6PM here on the East coast. I am going to get my candle right now.


For all the little creatures of the world


That's my dinner time. I will postpone my meal for tonight

I was in such a hurry earlier to pass the word about the Second Annual Worldwide Moment, that I neglected to credit the creator of this awesome endeavor.Jake and Fergie over at Two Special Wires started this last year. We learned about it from Winston the chair pug of that Fire hydrant Club that Sluggo is in.

We think it was a great thing to do and we are glad we heard about it. Thanks!

Worst I Ever Been!

It's been a busy week. A whole lot of nothing as far as I am concerned. But apparently, as Mom tells it, I was as bad as a bad pug can be the other day at the nail spa. Hey, she can't say I didn't warn them. When I kick and scratch, wriggle and squirm, you can pretty much assume that I am not in the mood. But they persisted, and so did I. Both of the good dogs were all done, and two chicks couldn't even reel me in.





Mom told Dad she could hear the scuffle going on. She normally doesn't watch because I tend to be better when she doesn't. Not this time. First she heard, "Kim, a little help". Couple minutes later "this girl is stubborn". So she peeked around the corner, cuz she knew it had to be me making all the fuss. I was being so bad! I was writhing around, squirming to get loose, but those girls were stubborn too! Let's just say they don't call me WILL-ma for nothing. Those girls worked for their tip, that is one thing for sure. Today's pictures are not from the spa, Mom was way too embarrassed to document that whole deal on film. These are some shots from a walk in what we thought was a new park, and turned out to be a cemetery being expanded. It was nice and quiet.





See, it doesn't matter how you act, they are still compelled to do great things for you. We even got some whippy.