This is our buddy Fenris. A few years back we shared an apt with him and his mom, our bestest Auntie Lene. Then they moved to a city Far Far Away. That makes us really sad. But that’s not really the point. He just became a big brother to a tiny human puppy. And this week Lene and puppy Leah came down south and we got to take her for walkies!
This is Auntie Lene and Fenris’ son, Morris, who live with them too(before the puppy hatched). We haven’t met Morris yet, because they live so Far Far Away. Mom have, though. Rather unfair in our opinion.
Anyway – we got to take puppy Leah for walkies yesterday. They came down on a plane, so the doggies didn’t come, they’re home with their daddy. Thus we just made sure Auntie Lene and puppy Leah got sufficient protection. Here’s a few pictures Mom took. The poor puppy was rather tired.
Oh so very, very sleepy…
Then they put her into this terrifying, rolling crate. Mom and Auntie Lene and the pugs didn’t seem the slightest bit worried. This meant I had to worry for all of us. Let’s just say I was rather worried. I love puppy humans. I’m not too fond of puppy dogs, they thend to be just as scary as the big thing. But puppy humans are less scary than big humans. Mom find this rather surprising… But I just want to inform you that they grow out of the not-dangarous-age rather quickly. So spend your time well. Anyways…
We walked into the dark and cold, but I kept watch. I saved her from kids playing soccer, two dogs and a couple of joggers. I constantly kept an eye on the Evil Rolling Crate and it didn’t dare to complete it’s Evil Plot and run away with puppy Leah.
I’m also posting a picture of my cute puppy self and the human puppy my breeder had. Mom thinks it’s supercute, but since it’s not her picture she’s posting the link rather than posting it here. It’s nothing scary so please go look – I was supercute! We’re working together to figure out how the world works.
Me and Nic – picture
It’s been really pretty outside lately.. Well.. It’s just started raining again (yuck) but for a little while the entire world was frosted. We really like when it’s just below freezing and not muddy at all while still not beeing too cold for long walkies. Mom particularly liked that first picture, but we’ve taken a few close-ups of the frost/ice too!
See how the ice is a lot higher up than the water below? Weird!
But something scary happened! Our bridges also got all frosty and creepy! Not pretty at all, and most likely fatal. Mom went across without thinking, but we’re happy to say she arrived safely on the other side. Bajas the big momma’s boy followed her, and he too arrived safely on the other side. So while we were debating what to do, Mom took out her camera and started calling us “chicken”. Meanie.. Anyways – when she started to film us we decided we better risk our lives too, and came after them. Here’s the evidence of the risks we took:
But now that it’s raining again we’re inside plotting what we’re going to get our WhippetWorld Secret Santa-recipient. It’s all lots of fun. We’re writing cards for the card exchange too! It’s really nice once the cards start arriving. Mom says she’s spending all the money she’s got left this month (and then some) to finance all our international correspondance. We’ve noticed there’s a card exchange between the DWB dogs too. We aren’t joining that this year, but perhaps we’ll make Mom work extra hard next year so we can attend this too!
Bajas, Coco & Nimbus
So THIS is what you call Thanksgiving? First the human dragged us out into the freezing, wet horrors of this particularly gray Thursday. And once we finally return home, wet and muddy… We’re dragged into the bathroom and put in the shower. For good measure she stuck us all in there together, probably to make sure we never had the time to get our hopes up that only one of us was the unlucky one.
Bajas in the dreaded bathtub.
Now we’re sitting her, drying and miserable AND hungry. Sigh.. Hope you others have things to be thankfull for and turkey in your food bowls. We’re really trying to be thankfull, but it’s sort of hard right now.
Whatcha laughing at???
We just wanted to remind you all that Friday November 23(US/Canada)/Saturday November 24(Internationally) is Buy Nothing Day. Actually it’s the 15th annual BND and we’d like you all to participate. We get a bit sad thinking about all the stuff we buy-buy-buy (food and stuffies not included) rather than focusing on the important things. We’re approaching Christmas and we want to encourage you all to GIVE OF YOURSELVES!
Us animals are rather good at this, we give love and fun and cuddles every day. Now we have to make the humans do the same. A tin of homemade cookies or a gift sertificate for a home made dinner/a night out/a trip to an exciting gallery/a donation to your(or their) local shelter etc.. There are so many things you can do rather than add to the number of objects stacked in houses all over the globe. Save the environment and make it a better Christmas all at once!
Here are a few pics from Mom and Auntie Anna’s “making-caramels-day” last year.
Sticky, chocolaty caramels – all wrapped up and put into pretty bags. Now isn’t that a nice gift?
We plan to give kisses and extraordinary stinky kisses this Christmas. Mommy will be buying a few gifts (no one on BND, though), but also make home made candy and biscotti and “to-do” gifts.
So stop and smell the roses on Friday/Saturday!
Mom thinks we’re being a bit silly at feeding time. That she could never live in an apartment building because she’d be suspected of abuse? Please note that this is only for our yummy raw food. Kibble doesn’t get the same reaction. We hope the video works, it’s our first video-upload-attempt. (please note the bottom of our bowls says “All gone”)!
Nope.. Wasn’t me. Maybe it self-destructed? Or I guess it was Vee’s Nearly again?
– Nimbus –
Well.. It’s time for the annual Christmas party where Mom works. Here in Norway these Christmas parties are called (word-by-word translation) “Christmas table”. Sounds rather silly when you think about it, but then again so do many words you’re used to if you think about them a bit. Anyways.. This is not the point, what we need your help with is what Mom’s going to be wearing. You really need to look your best, and we’ve come up with a few suggestions.
Lovely, white hoodie with “Obey the Pug” print.
Nononononono… WE‘ve decided? Oh come on.. You all know who made this suggestion!
Black “Black pugs rule” t-shirt. An obvious choice since it’s Mom’s own design.
Classic neclace with running whippet dog and purple beads.
Now this is where our confusion starts… Mom don’t seem to be satisfied with our choices. Even though we’ve been very reasonable and suggested she can wear jeans or even a skirt (it’s a bit fancy, after all..) too, as the humans all seem a bit obsessed with wearing clothes all over!
So here’s Mom’s suggestion… Totally boring… No way, Hosé! Ain’t happening!
So, friends – please let us know what you think is the best option!
Sniffs and sneezes,