Wednesday, April 30, 2008

Yet another pug bed

Husband insisted on changing out the winter down duvet for the summer weight duvet, for our bed. Despite knowing we will regret not having its warmth in about, oh, 3 weeks, when 'summer' officially starts. Cleo immediately nestled into this fabulous comfy spot, like a homing pug missile.



She's covered with down. Funny pug.


Monday, April 28, 2008

Sasha's hideaway

Another long weekend of unpacking. Sasha escaped the hustle and bustle by nesting in a good spot in the closet.

Thursday, April 24, 2008

No more moving!

Hopefully this will be the final move for us, for a long time. Meaning, we're looking to stay at least 5 years in this house, which will be a record. For the 2nd and final move, we schlepped all of our stuff out of storage. Pugletinis unfortunately didn't have their aunti Vananh to distract them, so they stoically endured the commotion and protected us from all moving evil. Such protection is bought at a high price. Sashacleo were exhausted.



Sasha could barely keep her face symmetric.


Wednesday, April 23, 2008

anything for meee??

While we were loading the dishwasher last night, Sasha got a leetle bit too interested.



mama! where's the good stuff?!

Friday, April 18, 2008

Home again

Now that we're back home, we're able to take our rambling (flat) walks thru the (flat) neighborhood. No monstrous hills, no ferocious ghetto dogs, no hungry mountain lions, and lots of peace and quiet. Sasha has exhausted herself sniffing every little blade of grass.



She can't even lift her head.


Thursday, April 17, 2008

Bag o' friends

Sashacleo had an excellent weekend away with their friends, Peanut the chi and Scout the pom, while we moved from the apartment back into the house. Little friends are so handy.

Friday, April 11, 2008

Thursday, April 10, 2008

may i have a leetle? pleeez?

In the process of packing up all of our belongings, our dining table has become a staging platform for boxes. So we've been eating dinner on the coffee table. Closer to the inquisitive noses of hungry pugs.

i am cute! feed me!

no, me! no, me!


feed us both, dammit!

Wednesday, April 9, 2008

Patient pug

Sasha is tres devoted to her dada. Whenever he leaves, she follows him to the door to say goodbye, and then waits for him in case he comes back.


Every evening when Dave calls to say he's coming home, Sasha somehow knows. She then parks her little pug butt in front of the door so that she's the first to greet him.


Tuesday, April 8, 2008

Never a dull moment

Cleo was having her private moment. Sasha would have none of it, and immediately ran over and pounced on the lounging puglet. Lots of -- rowr arrr urawrrr -- ensued.



Monday, April 7, 2008

Fetal pug

We're moving again. Hopefully for the last time in a looooong while. It's stressful for the puglets. All the boxes being assembled, packed, with the rustling of packing paper and ripping of tape, has put Cleo into regression. I found her in a far corner of the living room.

Friday, April 4, 2008

Funny Clee

Little girls decided to surround the mama with pug the other morning.

Thursday, April 3, 2008

Snuggly Sasha

Sasha has been uncharacteristically affectionate lately. The other night, she crawled into Dave's lap. And gave him kisses.




Even she seemed surprised about it all.


Wednesday, April 2, 2008

Random dog

When we were on vaca in Kauai, we missed the pugs terribly.


So much so, that I ended up taking pics of random other peoples' dogs. This doggie reminded me of Cleo.