Wordless Wednesday ~ Really Mom?

Pepper Spraying Cop Sprays Pug

"Great day for a swim, huh Wil? The water is beautiAUUAHHAGHAGAHAGAHAGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH"

Wilma's Thursday Words of Thanks

Happy Thanksgiving!

All of us at casa de Wilma would like to share some things we are thankful for this year. Me first.

Well first of all, I am thankful for me. I've had a great year. I've shared lots of love and laughs. I've continued to rule the house, and I've managed to pick up some new friends and followers. Not bad.

I am also quite thankful for Brigitte and Sluggo. They have provided me with endless hours of entertainment. They have served me well, and they make great warmers.

I am thankful for being a bad girl, cuz bad girls have more fun!

I am thankful for whippy, but fear I may never see it again.

Maybe someone could slip me some from their pie today?

I am also very thankful that my Nana got online this year so that she may keep up with all my antics! She really appreciates me the most!

OK Brigitte, your turn...

Hi everybody! Happy Thanksgiving to you all!

I too have an awful lot to be thankful for this year. Of course first and foremost, I am thankful for Wilma. Without her, none of this blog fun would be possible; )

I am thankful for Cape Cod, and learning to swim. That was the best!

I am also very thankful for our new food from Honest Kitchen. Why? It is freakin' delicious, and I get to lick the bowl!

I am thankful for Dad's band, cuz I get to go down in da club and rock out!

And I am thankful to my Grammy and Grampy for giving us a warm dry place to stay during the blizzard!

Ready Sluggo?

Um, ahem, yes I'm ready.

Happy Turkey day everyone!

I am thankful for my Mommy.

Is there anything else in life?

Oh Sluggo, you're hopeless. We all really want to let you know that we are very truly grateful for each and every one of our blog friends. If it weren't for you guys, I doubt this blogging thing would have lasted half as long. So where ever you are, and whoever you are with, we love you and hope you have the best Thanksgiving! Lot's of table scraps too!

Now Mom and Dad, will you please stop referring to us as ingrates?!

All Hail The Patron Saint of Pug Rescue



As many of you know, I can become a little like Puglet  when Mom comes home smelling of "other pugs". I mean, it's bad enough I have had to endure the addition of two full time pugs since I was brought in as the one and only beloved pug of the house. But then, when these other pugs are stealing my spotlight, let's just say, I am not necessarily feelin' it.

Such was the case over the past week or so. One night last week Mom came home smelling of a cat, my Murphy, Brigitte's Duke, and some other foreigner. Not only that, but she left the house with a whole bag of our dog food! She thinks I didn't see her, but I totally did.

Fast forward to this past Sunday. Both the rents left the house early in the morning, and didn't arrive back until the afternoon. It was kinda like a work day, but I know it was the weekend. Weekends are meant to be spent doing things with and for ME! WTF!

That isn't even the worst of it. When the meandered through the door late Sunday afternoon, not only did they smell of a cat, Murphy, Duke and that other guy, they also stunk of two additional pugs and another stinky cat!

Enough is enough! I mean c'mon! Since when do you go hang with other pugs and exclude us. That just ain't right. I had to blast them. I sent Brigitte into full on beefulo mode. I had her start slicing off the most vile slivers of beef anyone could possibly stand. I swear, there was a green fog in the air. Humph, that'll teach 'em.

Then it happened. I had to hear the whole story. It almost made me feel bad about the noxious attack, but nah, beef is always good.

OK Dad, here's the part where you can skip.

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So, it turns out that last week when Mom went to Murphy's house, it was to meet the guy that Sluggos foster mom Sam had pulled from a local shelter where they, well...you know. She convinced the warden to let her take this guy home even though the 7 day wait period for reclaiming him had just started, so he didn't have to sleep on a cold cement floor. They had been calling him Pugsley, or some other generic name shelters like to name pugs who are lost. (no offence to the Pugsleys out there, please) She named him Henry. It seems Henry has had it rough. He is blind, and deaf, and he was having lots and lots of poop explosions. Turns out he also has luxating patellas on his hind legs. They think he is around 10 or 11, but Mom says he's in much worse condition than we senior girls. During the time when she was nursing Henry back to health, Sam contacted the folks at Prone. They searched hard, and found a family in Massachusetts who agreed to foster Henry. That's where Mom and Dad come in. They agreed to give him a ride to his new digs. Sam really wished she could keep him, but you know how high maintainance us pugs can be, plus she just doesn't have the room.

Here she is saying goodbye.

Henry was a real good traveler too. Something else we had to hear about.



Even though he was pretty content in the crate, Mom says she had to take him out and hold him because he was just too sweet.

Here he is at the rest stop, not looking back!

Here is a link to Henry's Petfinder page through PRONE



So, I guess I'm sorry for being a dick about all the strange. I guess sometimes a diva has to be reeled in. I hope that Henry finds his forever home where he can be loved and spoilt just as much as we all are.

Um, yes, that would be me, counting my blessings.

OK one more

(((((Henry)))))

Sustainable Home Heating 101

Call Charlie Sheen....I'm Winning!

You know, all these accolades could really humble a girl. Not this girl though, not for this prize!

You see, this contest was to win a copy of the new book Animals Behaving Badly, written by Linda Lombardi. She is the genius behind the blog Animals Behaving Badly.

The blog, and the book, celebrate all things bad about animals!

Who better than the baddest a** pug to win such an honor?

It didn't hurt that there were two pugs in the authors house putting the screws to their Mom to choose me!

I can't wait to check out the book and look into some of the ways in which other species are bringing their bad.

Just in case you may have forgotten about my qualifications as a bad dog, I will link to a couple of my posts to remind you.

There was the time I was a total jerk at the groomers while getting my nails did.

While I am never good for this procedure, I was particularly bad that day!

Then, there were my recent antics on the way home from the vet.

Hehe, that was funny.

Of course, there is my vacation behavior. Click here for a couple doozies.

Nevertheless, I am very honored to have been chosen as one of the recipients of this giveaway. Thanks Linda!

Ugh, Technology, You Can't Live Without It, You Can't Kill It

Hi friends! First of all, I must thank you all for your kind words yesterday regarding my "Best of the Web" post. You made me feel like a queen. Of course, I always feel like a queen, but still, it felt very nice;)

Now, on to the business at hand. I am having serious technical difficulties, and it's driving me nuts! I think I mentioned that after Dad upgraded the iPad to OS 5.0, Blogpress keeps crashing. This is merely an inconvenience, because it doesn't allow Mom to help me post from the couch, with me on her lap. Nevertheless, a pain.

Now there is a problem with the PC. It isn't recognizing the camera or iPhone when we try and upload pictures and such. This, is a major problem! I mean, how the heck am I supposed to share current media with you? Grrrrr.

Hopefully these issues will be resolved soon. It won't stop me from posting, but it just sucks emailing pictures from the phone to the PC to post. Although, we are having some fun with our Instagram app!

Here's one of me and Britte...

Oh, OK Sluggo, I know, we haven't posted about you in a while. I'll find a picture of you too.

Best of the Web ~ Oh yeah, that's right

 Good day friends. A while back I was approached by a guy who highlights different blogs on his blog. He wanted to feature me on his site in the feature "Best of the Web".

Naturally, my interest was piqued. He asked that Mom write a few words about the blog, and why she agreed to start helping me write it. I said OK to that, and we were featured there a few weeks back. I would have told you sooner, but I was hoping that my publicist Mom would remind me to look for it.

Here is a link to my post on Best of the Web #36.

I am the fourth, of four highlighted authors. Just like on American Idol, they saved the best for last!

So, when Brigitte was checking out the Pocketchange site, she noticed that all the first letter in all the individual blogs is B. Like Be Green , Beloved Pets and Be Beautiful.

She wondered aloud why they would be more interested in me than in her, seeing as she is the epitome of B.

B-poop, B-complex, Vigilant B to name a few.

All I could tell her was, It's good to be queen.

 I must admit though, 2 heads are better than one.

without B, I wouldn't be nearly as great!

Defending the Sunflower Honor

I have been spending the past couple of days lodging an intense investigation into the heinous acts perpetrated against the Fire Hydrant Club over the weekend. Not only was a flaming poop bag dropped upon the doorstep of the clubhouse, but we Sunflower sisters were framed as the guilty parties.

Now, those of you familiar with the Sunflower Sisters and The Fire Hydrant Club know that we have a healthy rivalry. But when it comes to arson, that is just something we Sisters would never be involved in.

I knew in order to clear the good name of we Sunflower Sisters, I would need hard evidence of our innocence.

Now, I knew that we were nowhere near the Fire Hydrant clubhouse on the night in question. In fact, during the window of time determined to be "caught on tape" we were actually down at the shelter delivering meals.

A group of us took some time away from our party to go over and help the less fortunate. Here is the "original tape" that we pulled from the security cam.

So, I had cleared our name by proving that we were not involved in the caper at the club. But what really did happen? Who was behind this debacle? The true perp had to be exposed.

 The first thing I did was get an evidence bag and head over to the scene of the crime. I was able to collect a sample from remnants of the poop bag. I then sent it to the lab where doggy poop DNA is processed. 

What is that you say? You have never heard of such a lab? Allow me to submit an excerpt from a recent NY Times article.

July 1, 2011

Tracing Unscooped Dog Waste Back to the Culprit

By KATIE ZEZIMA

Sherlock Holmes had the case of the dog that didn’t bark, but it has taken two dozen apartment complexes and a testing company in Tennessee to bring the art of canine detection into the “CSI” age.

And the evidence is right underfoot.

Canine DNA is now being used to identify the culprits who fail to clean up after their pets, an offense that Deborah Violette, for one, is committed to eradicating at the apartment complex she manages.

Everyone who owns a dog in her complex, Timberwood Commons in Lebanon, N.H., must submit a sample of its DNA, taken by rubbing a cotton swab around inside the animal’s mouth.

The swab is sent to BioPet Vet Lab, a Knoxville, Tenn., company that enters it into a worldwide database. If Ms. Violette finds an unscooped pile, she can take a sample, mail it to Knoxville and use a DNA match to identify the offending owner.

Called PooPrints, the system costs $29.99 for the swabbing kit, $10 for a vial to hold the samples and $50 to analyze them, which usually takes a week or two. The company says that about two dozen apartment complexes around the country have signed up for the service. In 2008, the Israeli city of Petah Tikva created a dog DNA database for the same purpose.

“It’s kind of like the F.B.I., but on a much smaller scale,” said Eric Mayer, director of franchise development for BioPet Vet Lab, which makes the kits.

Ms. Violette said that at her complex, which opened in December and has a designated building for pet owners, unwanted surprises have sometimes been found on lawns.

“We had a little bit of a problem,” Ms. Violette said. “Enough that I wanted to try to nip it in the bud.”

Dog owners were notified about the testing last week, and most are now taking their pets in to provide DNA samples. But not everyone.

“I’ve had some people say it’s completely over the top and ridiculous,” Ms. Violette said. “I’m sure I’ll have a few people who won’t come in, and I’m sure those are the people we’ll have to chase and those are the people who are doing it.”

Tom Boyd, the founder and chief executive of BioPet Vet Lab, said the company made the kits in response to the large of numbers of the dogs in the United States and to health concerns connected to dog feces. According to the American Society for the Prevention of Cruelty to Animals, there are about 75 million dogs in the United States.

“If you took 75 million Americans and said they no longer have a commode, can you imagine what would happen in a week?” Mr. Boyd asked.

Not everyone is on board with the idea, though.

Karen Harvey of Forest Property Management in McCall, Idaho, said her company was not prepared to collect canine samples along with the rent checks. “If you allow pets, that sort of comes with it,” Ms. Harvey said. “I guess I would never take the issue of dog poop that far.” 

You'll never guess what the lab test revealed...

They determined that the said poop, was not that of a canine! It was in fact the excrement of ....The Honey Badger!!!!!

That's right, that bitter bad ass honey badger was exploiting the Sunflower Sisters good name, and I've got the cold hard proof.

I had to sneak on over to that interlopers burrow to capture him on film, tampering with video tape to indicate us in the caper!

I hope that this submission of evidence proves our innocence. Perhaps from here, we may have to join together with the boys to bring that dirty badger to justice!

Whadaya think Sluggo? Will you put in a good word for us?

The Aftermath

Calling all Sunflower Sisters.....send help.

We seem to have gotten ourselves into a little pickle. 

We are plastered all over the national news channels and we have taken cover. We will be off the grid, but need your help to stay underground until the heat is off.

This just in. An overnight fire destroyed the vacant clubhouse of the renowned Fire Hydrant Club....It seems their rival gang, led by the notorious P.U.G. Wilma and her gang of furry fiends were caught on security cams last night at the site. they appear to have been deploying a flaming doot bag.

We now join our reporter in the field, Hairy Scoop, for a reaction from the founder of the Fire Hydrant boys Winston Wilbur.

" I knew those Sunflower Sisters were up to something. I have sources with in the club who gave me a heads up. It is a good thing we moved our headquarters, those girls are not to be trusted"

Spooky Sunflower Soiree~ Things are really HEATING up! hahahahahaa

Hi Everybody!

Checking in to let you know that preparations for the Spooky Sunflower Party are underway as we speak! 

We hope to officially get this party started later this evening.

So check back in. A sunflower party is always guaranteed to bring the house down!

Helooooooo.......

I see some of our guests a few of our guests are arriving.

Don't be frightened by the "ahem" vampire in the graveyard. He is harmless. Proceed to the mansion where we are serving a very special buffet....

Moi hahahahahahaha!!!!

Soon, we will be opening up the dance floor, for some monster mashing! Get ready to rock girls!

Hey Natty, you keep the chaperons busy with your cuteness, while we go play some pranks!