Begging in Montreal

Pearl here! Daisy was going to do the blog today but she's busy chewing her bone so I'm in charge of telling you about our trip to Montreal.

First thing - it was COLD!!!! Colder than our freezer in the basement. Colder than Simon Cowell's heart. Like a good girl, I went out and did all my business lickety split each time but Daisy was a big baby and kept picking up her paws. Then she'd get completely freaked out and sit down. Mommy put some of her socks on Daisy but they didn't work either. We're not sure what we're going to do this week when the really cold weather comes here. I guess Daisy will have to hold it for a few days.

Second thing, there was food. Lots and lots of food. And we did a little begging for some of it. First, at Auntie Janet's. Here she is giving us our reward for being really good and sitting nice and still (okay we wiggled a little bit):



Then at the hotel we waited while Daddy cut green beans for Mommy (she lives on the stuff).


This is a minute later when Daddy is tossing me a bean. Look! You can see the bean in mid-air! A second later it was in my mouth, where you couldn't see it anymore.


We also did some resting. Me more than Daisy because really, I know how to nap. First at the hotel:


And then at Auntie Danielle's (I didn't used to be allowed on the furniture over at hers and Uncle Rick's house mostly because Uncle Rick had lost his mind thinking that doggies weren't allowed on furniture. His mind's back now and a few minutes after this picture he joined me on the couch and was rubbing my ears.)


We have a bunch more pictures from our trip but they are mostly of Mommy's grandniece, Gigi, and though she's adorable, she's not a pug, I thought I'd save the best picture for last. This one is at home and it's perfect because I'm in focus and Daisy is not.


Happy Monday!
Pearl