How is a puglet to cool down?

What to do? Cool the body by transferring body heat by direct contact to a large object (like a sofa)?

or cool the body by convection to the air from a pink pug belly? Why not both?

Did I mention how HOT it is?

Deedee and I have discovered that when it is a billion degrees in heat and humidity in a city full of people, any shred of questionable cleanliness is buried under layers of human and animal sweat, excrement and dead skin cells, baked into a crackly film onto every surface. and then all sludged together obligingly by store-owners, who emerge at regular intervals to spray their sidewalks with just enough water to reconstitute the filth and allow it all to get spread around again.

We've been taking a lot of showers. it's exhausting work for a pug to stay clean.

It is HOT in the city

Deedee and I flew cross-country to visit her auntie & uncle, and fave cousins, Bunni and Rikki! After the initial face-licking and butt-smelling 'hellos', the pugs immediately settled down. to sleep. because it is about ONE MILLION DEGREES in manhattan. a pug cannot possibly conceive of doing anything else but lie about and look cute.

Deedee says -- u may look but u may not touch

Rikki knows it's coolest on the floor.

Altho I suppose sometimes she gets confused and lost and decides to camp out with Bunni near the door instead. All the better to wake up at a half-moment's notice and yarp at any potential intruders.

Get ready... Set.... SHNERGLE!!!

I have no idea what I did with all of my extra shnergles before Deedee waltzed into our lives. Poor Sasha and Cleo had to endure quite a bit of exuberant loving, I guess.

In the beginning....

.... there were three. Note that Cleo almost immediately loses interest.

Sasha will hang on for a bit and then move on to greener pastures.

Only the puppy will keep going... and going... and going...

oh the wonders of photoshop

Went back to the zillion of pics I had taken of all 5 pugs when we had them. Decided to futz around with one I had of Bunni. She's so cute I could just smack my face into the monitor and shnergle her.

It's a pug! It's a plane! It's a treefrog!

Cleo's fave place is to lie draped, like a treefrog. Preferably on her dada's hairy leg.

Nothing better for the pug than being bathed in love.

A Good Bed

Sometimes, an impromptu bed is better than any other posh lounging area. Most of the time, really. Actually, I like to leave a few of my clothes on the floor for the grande dame pug to make a bed within in the morning.

In this case, Sasha has found the pile of her dada's shirts on the way to the cleaners.

Rough weekend

SOOoooo, after a very rough day, um, doing nothing... the pugs are wiped. exhausted. they can only barely summon enough energy for, well, um, nothing really.

Cleo can't even muster the strength to occupy a tummy nook.

Deedee is, mercifully, for once, completely quiet. It was pretty warm outside, so I scattered a few cold packs around the girls in case they needed to cool down.

Sasha is out. just out.

Cleanliness is a virtue

says the puppy. Deedee makes sure that she keeps both of her sisters well-groomed. Note the long-suffering look of patience that Cleo shares with me.

Deedee must not neglect Sasha. Note violent head-banging motion.

The pugs LUV running on the beach

Altho, sadly for us, they're more likely to gallop around in the surf only if we run around in it first. How's that for devotion. The water at Muir Beach is, on average, about minus 1 billion degrees.

Sasha and esp Deedee love to chase and be chased by the mama. Cleo usu not so much since she really hates cold. and wet. unless the irresistible urge to pulverize her little sister kicks in.

Do you see the lengths to which I will go to make myself ridiculous for these animals so that they'll have a good time.

Clearly, their dada is not as good at being a clown.

New trick

Somehow we managed to teach the puppy (who has only 2 brain cells to rub together), a new trick. She's quite cute about it. Likes to do her trick vigorously in case we decide to give extra treats for enthusiasm.

Sleep in? That's funny.

Because we have not slept in past the rising sun since, well, since Deedee came home. As soon as the dimmest of the sun's first rays slap that little puppy in the face, she immediately becomes alert, and comes to play tic-tac-toe on our collective faces. Sasha, miss internal-alarm-clock, also will let us know if it's past her mealtime if it gets too late. Cleo is the only pug that's happy to sleep in and cuddle.

Rikki and Bunni are, unfortunately, solidly in the Deedee camp.

Oh, my Cleo

She's my middle pug. My shy little girl, quick to startle, so sensitive to rebuke, just wanting approval. All she wants is love. in overwhelming amounts -- too much is never enough. And yet, on those rare occasions when she feels truly loved, she's truly happy.

Pug love

I think that Cleo has started to come around. I think she's starting to accept the puppy. The other day, Cleo actually left the comfort of our bed and came upstairs to snuggle with Deedee on their dog bed. Unprecedented. And I've been finding them in Overt Snuggling Positions more often, recently.

When the night... is bright...

Too bright, really, for a sleepy pug intent on getting her beauty sleep. Sasha is the pioneer of the 'Buried Head' -- where she shoves her round head into the closest soft thing in order to shield her sensitive eyes from the bright light.

Deedee is quick to copy her big sister.

I think Cleo is just trying to look cute.

Pug on Beach: A Series

Sasha in contemplative pose -- gazing off to the distant horizon...

... contemplating her incredibly good fortune as the first-born puglet of such devoted parents.

mama. that is NOT my best side.

More pics from the beach

There's a lot of lounging around when we take the pugs to the beach.

No, I mean Deedee REALLY loved her birthday cookie

Happy Birthday, Deedee!

It was Deedee's 2nd birthday this past weekend! We went to the beach to celebrate.

and, we brought the celebration with us!

with a special cake cookie for the birthday puglet.

The pugs were verrrry interested. They are no dummies when it comes to sniffing out food.

r those for us??!

Sasha dug into hers right away.

Cleo also made short work of her donut cookie.

Deedee dipped hers in sand a few times before really getting into it.

Deedee is wiped

After all the excitement of... napping... with her cousins, Deedee is just exhausted. Can't even arrange her little skeleton into a reasonable shape.