Confessions

Almost one year ago I got my very first gray hair. It was on a special weekend, I remember well. My parents spent three days out and I missed them dearly. I stayed home with grandma and dad came to see me twice a day, as per my mother's request.

By the time mom got home, I already had grown quite a bunch of gray hair on my chin. A couple of days later, a little squirm got me to understand everything. I was not an only child anymore!

Fear and nervousness were soon replaced by curiosity and then joy: I've never seen someone drop that much food on the floor, much less with the sole purpose of watching me eat it!

Something I knew from the very beginning, that was hard to believe, yet I can't hide no more: she is the new alpha and I've come to accept it that way. Happy birthday, baby Alfa!

Well, well...

I am not too well. Mom suspects that I am stressed out because we are about to move; mom and dad are in and out constantly and there's boxes everywhere. I am not eating as eagerly as I used to (with the exception of anything my sister may be eating), and I have been doing things (I don't want to go into detail, just in case any of you is having breakfast or lunch right now) that I used to do before I started treatment for Addison's disease. Well, with my disease you can't handle stress. And that's how I got to be the spoiled little pug that I am. Sigh. Poor me.

It's Father's Day!

Hello friends!
I hope you are having a great Sunday! Yesterday I scared mom big time. But I didn't scare daddy at all. I woke up fine but mid-morning I suddenly could barely walk. Long story short, I had bumped into a hitch on my walk the day before so mom thought I had brain injury or something like that; she freaked out, peed on her pj's, took me to the vet and now I am fine. I was due on my monthly cortisone shot so it seems like it was all related to addison's disease. All along, daddy thought I had just hurt my leg.
Well, after the visit to the vet, mom spent the whole day with me for further observation. That gave us kids a great oportunity to prepare daddy's present. We thought his truck seats were boring so we re-decorated with apple juice and yogurt little hand prints and pug fur. We hope he likes it!
Happy Father's Day to your daddy's and to you if you are a daddy as well!

You've probably heard...

That babies have a favorite teddy bear or security blanket. My sister has me. And for my services as favorite toy/clown/entertainer/trainer, I get a reward. Isn't my job fun?

Good morning

We are still here! We are having a terribly busy time, and because of that, mom turns the computer on for me only once a month, if I am lucky enough. I am sorry for the lack of comments, but things seem to get more and more difficult as baby sister grows older. She likes to get in trouble every two minutes, so mom and I have to keep eye and paw on her respectively, all the time.
Love,
Coco