Don't be fooled my my sweet face, I'm really a tough guy. Where's my motor bike?

I don't like bath time.

What a blue Sunday....

Check out my new friend, Jersey. She is soo cute.

What? you want me to come in?

It's my first birhday today! Happy birthday to me, happy birthday to meeeeeee..............


Look what grandma gave me for my birthday!!!

I have a rash on my chest from my harness. It looks like I have doggie acne. It was from the day we went for the walkathon, I like to pull when walking and combined with the heat, it made me have a rash.....yuck. It's soo itchy, I try to lick it but I can't seem to reach my chest.

Mommy took me to a walkathon, we raised $105 for Multiple Sclerosis. It was a great walk, I didn't walk the whole 10 km because it was a warm day and my lil' nose couldn't handle all the heat so we only did half way. I met another pug, named Gordy. After the walk, mommy spoiled me with some hotdog pieces...yummy!

Today was my very first birthday party!!! Don't I look very handsome? Why thank you...WOOF WOOF!

My birthday is April 22nd but Mommy and Daddy decided to celebrate it early...yeah for me!



This is Chiko, he doesn't like me very much cuz I'm too immature but I love him anyway.


Yummy, can I eat it now?


Dim Sum, Nemo, and myself enjoying the nice weather.


Every doggie left with a lil' surprise bag.

Should I, or shouldn't I? Hmmmmmmmmmmm.

I did, but I got caught......

I met a new friend, Jo-Jo. He's a 5 month old pekinese dog. He didn't like me at first because I kept barking at him, I just wanted to tell him who's boss, that's all. He was on my turf afterall. But he likes me now, I can't wait until he comes over for more play time!


Hello lil' fellow.


What's that you say?


Lets play!

I know how to play dead....but it's hard for me to stay on my back for longer than 5 seconds as I am, as Mommy calls me, "rolly polley".


Mommy holding a treat in her right hand and and doing the hand gun on her left while saying "Bang", I'm such a good boy! WOOF WOOF!

Mommy, I can do without the bows ya' know.


Which one is the weal wabbit?

Ingredients:

2 cups whole wheat flour
1 tblsp baking powder
1 cup natural peanut butter or regular JIFF
1 cup of skim milk

Preheat oven to 375 degrees.

In a bowl, combine flour and baking powder

In another bowl, mix peanut butter and milk until smooth like pudding

Add wet mixture to dry and mix well.

Turn out dough on a lightly floured surface and knead. Roll out to 1/4 inch thick and cut out shapes.

Place on a non stick baking sheet and bake for 20 minutes or until lightly brown. Turn off oven and let it cool in the oven overnight and then store in airtight container.

Makes about 60 small bones or 20 big bones.

I went to the vet today, I was very friendly with all the doggies waiting in the room, I was so patient too. Everyone commented on how good I was. Had a blood test done for heartworm and got weighed....a whopping 24.5 lbs! Mommy was very disturbed by this amount....it's only a number Mommy. But it was suggested that I shouldn't gain anymore weight, better yet, I can stand to lose a few pounds. What is that suppose to mean? I'm insulted. So what if I'm bigger than the average pug? Great, now I won't get any table scraps or the gourmet food I talked about last night! Thanks a lot Ms. Vet Tech.

I watch as Mommy pour a scoop of the dry Iams Adult kibbles into my bowl, I go to the bowl, sniff it and walk away. How dare she feeds me this everyday, day in, day out, the same ol' kibble. I deserve some gourmet dishes, broiled chicken, hot dog weiners, warmed in the microwave to perfection, peanut butter and McDonald's french fries, now that's a meal fit for a top dog. But if I look sad enough and shed a few crocidile tears, I'll get some of the gourmet foods I mentioned above. Just watch.

I have terrible gas today, everyone around me was not impressed.

Excerpts from a Dog's Daily Diary:

7:00 am - OH BOY! DOG FOOD! MY FAVOURITE!
9:30 am - OH BOY! A CAR RIDE! MY FAVOURITE!
10:30 am - OH BOY! A WALK! MY FAVOURITE!
12:30 pm - OH BOY! DOG FOOD! MY FAVOURITE!
1:00 pm - OH BOY! THE YARD! MY FAVOURITE!
4:00 pm - OH BOY! THE KIDS! MY FAVOURITE!
5:00 pm - OH BOY! DOG FOOD! MY FAVOURITE!
7:00 pm - OH BOY! PLAYING BALL! MY FAVOURITE!
9:30 pm - OH BOY! SLEEPING ON MASTER'S BED! MY FAVOURITE!

Excerpts from a Cat's Daily Diary:

DAY 183 OF MY CAPTIVITY...

My captors continue to taunt me with bizarre little dangling objects. They dine lavishly on fresh meat, while I am forced to eat dry cereal. Pricks. The only thing that keeps me going is the hope of escape, and the mild satisfaction I get from ruining the occasional piece of furniture. Tomorrow I may eat another house plant. Today my attempt to kill my captors, by weaving around their feet while they were walking, almost succeeded; must try this at the top of the stairs next time.
In an attempt to disgust and repulse these vile bastards, I again induced myself to vomit on their favourite chair.

Note - to - self: I think I'll try crapping under their bed, too. Wonder how long it'll take them to find it?

Decapitated a mouse and brought them the headless body, to make them aware of what I am capable of, and to try to strike fear into their hearts. They only cooed and condescended about what a good little cat I was. Damn!

Not working according to plan.

There was some sort of gathering of their accomplices. I was placed in solitary throughout the event. However, I could hear the noise and smell the food. More importantly I overheard that my confinement was due to MY power of "ellergeez".

Must learn what the Hell this is and how to use it to my advantage. I am convinced the other captives are flunkies and maybe snitches. The dog is routinely released and seems more than happy to return. He is obviously a bloody half-wit.

The bird, on the other hand, appears to have become an informant, and speaks with them regularly. I am certain he reports my every move. Due to his current placement in the metal room, his safety is preserved.

But I can wait; it's only a matter of time...little bastard.