The pugs went to visit their almost brand-new baby friends the other week. Sasha was completely uninterested in all but the deck construction in the backyard. Cleo kept desperately trying to occupy a lap. Unfortunately, she usually chose the same lap that was being occupied with a hungry baby.
Silly Cleo. Laps are for kids.
Deedee was just FASCINATED with the babies. When she wasn't sniffing a baby bum, she was trying to lick a baby toe or take a whiff of baby breath.
do u think she'll share with me?
Deedee got particularly excited when there was a baby-burp/barf.
So I'm patting myself on the back about how well I've prepared for the shivering, bald pug situation, by having on hand numerous shirts and sweaters. Extra cold? No problem! Cleo gets a shirt AND a sweater! She is bundled-up, extra-loved pug!
So I come home to find this on the floor:
there really is no suspense, is there
And in the other corner of the room, I see this:
NAKED PUG! If you look closely you can see her little surgery sites, poor thing.
i am a little embarrassed that u caught me
I think what happens is that she stretches the clothes out, and then she manages to slip right out of them.
u could get me a fur coat, instead OH WAIT i had one and u shaved it off
Our vet took off EIGHT lumps/tumors that we either knew, or she suspected to be, mast cell tumors. After discussion with the oncologist, we had opted to do little local removals as opposed to the giant wide excisions they normally do for these tumors. Otherwise, she would be Skinless Pug. She's already Hairless Pug.
she really looks like a kid goat
I like to believe that the smaller excisions hurt less, too.
5 on her back/hips, 2 on her neck, and 1 on her inner thigh
begone, damn mast cell tumors!
Cleo also had a cracked molar removed during surgery, and our vet discovered a urinary tract infection. FABULOUS. what next. Little puglet was so dopey afterwards she was just a little wadded up bundle of sleepy pug. She may have gotten Supreme Shnerglage.
Deedee played the part of pug-nurse. She was surprisingly gentle with her older sister.
In preparation for her upcoming surgery, Cleo got a shave. We figured that since we had already found 5 mast cell tumors, there were bound to be more, and I wanted to make sure we identified all of them before going under the knife.
mama. i don't look all that different, do i?
I got a loud, long round of laughter from our groomer when I made that appointment, but she did an excellent job. And, it's a darn good thing we did, because of course we discovered a few more lumps for our vet to inspect during surgery. insert wild wailing and thrashing about by the mama
she looks like a baby goat
I've read of some shaving their pugs to spare them from the dead heat of summer, and I can see why. Miss Cleo requires at least one sweater at all times to keep from shivering.