I got a surprise!!!

Hi everybody! Here I am sporting my bunny ears to tell you about the awesome package that came in the mail a few days ago.

Remember how it was my tenth Birthday a couple weeks ago? ( What do you mean Brigitte, "how could they forget?")

Anyway (she's just jealous), as I was reading one of Tweedles's post's one day I noticed that she had a picture of a book called Through the Eyes of Tweedles there.

I clicked on the book and it took me here.

I couldn't believe my eyes! Tweedles had a book of her beautiful poems.

How does this relate to my Birthday you may ask? Well, it was very close to the day, and I told Mom that I wanted Tweedles book as a present.

Since my Birthday was over, I had kind of lost hope that I would get it.

Then the big square box truck came with a package for me!

Yup! I got it!

Mom has been reading to us out of the book, and I just love it.

There are so many of Tweedles and her Mommy's beautiful words written in this book.

and pictures too!

You know what else?

Emmett and Archies Mom Melissa helped design the artwork.

It's so nice to have this book to sit with and touch with our paws. the words  and pictures make us feel very happy inside.

We feel lucky to have such a special friend in Tweedles.

Tonight I will have Mom read a bedtime  story from my new book.

Hmmmmm which shall I choose?

Nitey nite.

Pretty in Pink?

Hi folks, it's Sluggo here. Do I look happy? No? Well, tha's because I am not.





Mom brought me on my walk today in Brigitte's PINK Buddy Belt!
All the neighborhood dogs were out. I had to act extra tough cuz they were looking at me funny. Mom had me wear it to see how I would do. I am a huge puller, and she want's to be sure it works well for me before dropping big bucks on one for me. It didn't choke me, that's for sure, but I want to pick out the color. I think I might be one of those what do you call them bears. You know the guys that like tower lots of leather and act butch. Black leather studded, that is what I will have.




Oscar is the femme in this relationship. Let him wear the pink!

Have a great weekend!

Love,
Sluggo

Be Smart Buckle Up

Hello people and pups!

Mom came across this campaign on the Bark Magazine website.

They have an entire site dedicated to safe pet travel. I know how much I enjoy going bye bye in the car, and I know most of you love it too.

Unfortunately, some people still drive around with their pets unrestrained. Some in the backs of their trucks even.

Here are some statistics the Bark Buckle up site quotes..

• Unrestrained pets delay emergency workers' access to human occupants
• A sixty pound pet becomes a 2700 poung projectile, at just 35 mph
• Pet travel has increased 300% since 2005
• Pets escaping post-accident pose many dangers, including catching the loose pet
• Injured pets may bite first responders and rescue workers
• Pets may escape through a window or open door and cause a second accident
• Driver distraction is common when unrestrained pets are rambunctious

 

I don't know about you, but I don't want to be a projectile!

In addition to an opportunity to take a pledge to secure your precious cargo (that's us), they also offer a free pet safety kit.

The kit comes with a safety sticker for your car, and profile cards to put in the glove box and a bunch of other stuff.

They even take info for an emergency contact for us. Someone who could pick us up if there was ever an accident. For Mom and Dad, that person is different from their emergency contact.

For a few dollars, Mom was able to order cards for all three of us, and an extra sticker for Dad's truck.

It is getting to be vacation season.

I encourage you all to send your humas over to the site to order a kit.

Browse around, there are all kinds of travel tips and info.

There is also a blog post from a pet radio show host who was recently in an accident. Her dogs were in the car, safely restrained, and were unharmed.

Now I have been being buckled in, with plush lambswool lined seats since I was a wee pug. I happily lay back and enjoy the ride. I just like to bark every time the signal light goes on. But I think Brigitte was a free range pug in her former family. She never gives up trying to scratch, claw and plead her way into the drivers seat.

She has to be in the center.

In Dad's truck our bench sits snugly up against the back of the front seats, so Brigitte can just rest her mug on the center console contently.

But in Mom's new car there is a gap, and Brigitte has managed to fit herself right in between on the hump. While she is still connected to the seatbelt by her strap, Mom thinks there is a better solution. Any of you multiple dog homes have any suggestions?



Remember Whensday



Yesterday, Winston Wilbur shared a story about how his kitty sister Tika ran into a little trouble at the litter box. I won't get into the particulars here, but let's just say Winston's Mom had quite an exciting start to her day.

It reminded me of a cold Spring morning some years back, when I got into a little bit of  trouble  at the crack of dawn.

If I remember correctly, it went something like this...

It's time for Mom to get up and get ready for work. and I follow her downstairs where she lets me out to do business, while she waits for me at the back door.

I run to the way back of the yard like I always do, and get started.

As I sniff around looking for the perfect spot to do my business, I smell a glorious scent near the back of the garage. I go over to investigate and find a tasty morsel. It's a dead baby bunny carcass that Mr Owl dropped when he was done with it. So I have at it.

Well, apparently, Mom noticed me chowing down on something and yells" drop it!!!" Mind you she is standing way off  in the doorway, as I stated earlier. so naturally I pay her no mind.

Next thing I know, Mom is running towards me, barefoot, in her t-shirt and underwear. She  screaming for Dad, who is sleeping upstairs, and flailing her arms all about.

She reaches me, looks down, and starts freaking out even more dramatically then before. She then swoops down, reaches into my mouth with her bare hand, and pulls out a hand full of fur and flesh.

Then, before I know it,  I am scooped up, whisked inside, with her shouting stuff about disease and parasites. She runs over to the sink and starts washing her hands, still screaming for Dad, who bleary eyed, saunters down to find us in this this mess.

In the end, after an emergency call to the vet, Mom being late to work, and Dad not wanting any kisses from me for at least 5 sleeps, I was fine.

As far as Mom knows it was too early and too dark for the neighbors to see the show. She's pretty sure they heard her though.

Any of you ever get their humans day off to a screaming start?

Another Sunflower Birthday ~ It's an OG

Today, we celebrate yet another Sunflower Sister Birthday. This isn't just any Sister. She's an OG. Not original gangsta, an Original Girl. In fact, she helped inspire and brainstorm the Club. A place where we could all get together and talk about boys, and spy on them from atop a tall, tall flower. We have managed to have a lot of fun since the clubs inception, and I hope my girl has as much fun and more on her Birthday. Well, who is it, you ask? Can you guess? Well, it's only the silliest and sweetest of all the girls.

It's da Josie!!!





J ~ she is Joyful

O ~ her sense of humor is Over the top

S ~ stands for Sunflower, what else?

I ~ can't forget her sister Izzy

E ~ Everybody loves her

So head on over and wish Her a Happy Birthday. She'll love it!

Cannonball Wil

Duck!!!!

Hahaha, it's just a statue.

We had a visit to one of our local parks this weekend, and we fooled around on some of the monuments.

This is an old stage platform. We were thinking of putting on a pug fart symphony.

Sluggo and I got nervous when Dad and Brigitte disappeared over this hill.

Soon, my fears were allayed when Mom told me we were going for puppachino!

I didn't even wait for an invitation. Just jumped right up on the table and helped myself

Taaaasty!!

"What do you mean we have to share?"

Brigitte was enthusiastic

" Help! My tongue ain't got no chin cleaner"

"Is it my turn yet?"



"Thank you"

I hope you all had some fun this weekend!

Sluggo Goes Gangsta

April Fools!!!

He's still the same old love pug depicted earlier this week. Mom has been spending too much time playing with apps.

How about a walk Picasso?