Chill to the Max

Pearl here!

It's about a zillion degrees today so no going outside for puggies (unless it's for a quick business break). Instead, I'm staying in the air conditioning and chillaxing on Max the Monster. I had been looking for my Tigger to lie on (Mom's note: Tigger is a big plush tiger that looks like a tiger skin rug - used in a past life for pj holding), but Mom had the nerve to put Tigger in the washing machine. Can you believe it? I swear, she is obsessed with things being clean and not stinky. I don't know what's wrong with her, but I don't care. I'm cozy here.

Tuni Tribute

Sweet Winston Wilbur thought of having a memorial for our dear friend, Tuni, who passed away recently. Winston figures since Tuni loved her beds so much, it would be a great tribute if her friends posted pictures of themselves in their beds.

We loved Tuni and want to pay tribute to her - but we have to cheat a bit. We're away on vacation and even though Mom brought some beds, she didn't bring a cord so her camera can hook up to the 'puter. We also just have our little laptop which doesn't have all the pictures that our big computer has at home. So though we might not technically be in beds in the pictures below, we think these pictures capture the snuggly spirit of Tuni.

For you, Tuni! We love you and miss you.

What the hellacopter?!

Pearl here.

I'm quite concerned. Mom's gotten out the luggage which means she's going somewhere. She says we're going, too, but you can never be sure. I told her I'd rather us all just stay home, but for some reason she's dragging us to Rhode Island which sounds really far away. She washed a couple of our beds and some stuffies to pack in the car tomorrow which is a good sign because I'm pretty sure she and Dad aren't going to use those things.

But even though she keeps telling me not to worry,  I'm not taking any chances. I'm going to sit right here to make sure she doesn't forget me!

Mom, you're fired, jail time and remembering a stinky "gotcha"

Pearl here! Remember me? My mommy used to post pictures and stories about me, but lately, she's been too "tired' or too "busy" or watching too much True Blood to update our bloggie. Daisy and I have seriously been considering firing her for good! But where else are we going to get another secretary who will work for free AND give us belly rubs. Dad says he's also too busy.

We've been having a pretty good summer so far - except when Daisy tried to escape garden jail. See, Mom had gone out front to do some weeding which she like, NEVER does. We wanted to come out, too, so she put up a little fence for us.

Everything was fine until the mail lady came by and Daisy busted out! Mom had no idea Daisy could get out of the garden jail! Here Mom was knee deep in the garden with no worries about our safety and then boom, Daisy was following the mail lady to the next house!!!!

So no more garden jail for Daisy!

Speaking of my stinky sister, I see that today is Canada Day and so that means it's also Daisy's Gotcha Day. It was 5 years ago that Mommy and Dad brought home my nutty, stinky baby sister. Even though she's a big pain in the butt, she's also a pretty good sister most of the time and for some reason Mom and Dad love her like crazy.

So Happy Gotcha Day Daisy!

Our new...friend?

Daisy here!

If I look a little unsure it's because...

Mom made this last week and said he's our new friend:

Um, I don't know if Mom knows this or not, but he's a VAMPIRE!!!!

So I don't know if he really is our friend or if he's going to try and suck all our blood like the skeeters that live in our yard in the summer.

He looks like a friendly guy but you just never know. We've been watching The Vampire Diaries and we know that some of those vamps are okay, but some of them are very, very mean.

I'll just have to keep my eye on this guy and make sure there's no funny business.

A taste of spring

Pearl here!

I don't know why Daisy is giving stink eye:

I'm the one who is grumpy.

You wanna know why? Because besides being her goofy self,

Daisy is eating all the yard! 

There's not going to be anything left for me.

Mom says that's not possible. That there's plenty of yard for us both to eat. But I don't know...Daisy sure can be a piggy pug. 

Doggies living in the TV

Daisy heres!

So our friend, Baby and her mom, Ruth, told us about a show on Animal Planet called Too Cute (um, did they totally steal the name of our bloggie or whats?!). We had to go and checks it outs because the episode Baby watched had puggies in it. Mom was oohing and ahhing. It got me and sister a little scared because it almost sounded likes she was going to go out and get a puppy!

As for me, I was just freaked out by the doggies living the television. I gets that Momsy was watching a show but there were still dogs in our tv. Do you have that problem too?

Here I am trying to figure out how to get them out:

It didn't matter which way I looked or how much I barked, they stayed stucks in the tv...until the show ended. Weirds, right?

Besides being scared Mom was going to go out and get a new puppy from the show, we were also scareds because the pug puppies' mom and dad did agilities trainings and competing!!! We don't even understands. Agilities stuff means you have to get off the couch, right? Amazing. We really hope Mommy doesn't get any ideas from that Animal Planet.