Cow Pug

Sprained Ankle?!?!?!?

Walter and I stayed up all night. He couldn't get comfortable and he was limping badly, favoring his right rear leg. He kept getting off the bed and looked for a semi-private place to lay down so I built him a fort. I fashioned it after a dogs den...but with a wicker basket and my heated lavender scented eye pillow. I put his water bowl right next to him so he wouldn't have to walk far for water.

That at least made him somewhat comfy...The above pic is while we're waiting for the vet's to open. His expression is one of worry and uncertainty of my ability to fix the situation. (The below pic is after we came home.) The vet said it wasn't his luxating patella, and he couldn't find any tear or wound in the feet, and there was no fracture or broken bones...so that left a sprain that could have happened "anywhere."

How on earth does a pug who's waited on hand and foot all day sprain his ankle? Doc thought maybe when we were out walking. That reminded me of the evil grate near our house! It's a sewer grate that is almost imperceptible to the eye when covered with snow. I wonder if wally twisted his ankle there. I got anti-inflammatory's and pain killers for Walter, so he's finally able to sleep, as shown below.

A word of caution for all dog owners: the doc told me if your pet is limping, something is wrong and your pet absolutely needs a trip to the vet. Limping is a sign of pain and there's no cause for any dog to be in pain. The meds were cheap, the Tramadol (pain killers) was $13.00 and the Rimadyl (anti-inflammatory) was also $13.00. Also, most vets, like mine, offer payment options (pay over time) so don't fear the vet bill!

I wish Walter could tell me what the hell happened. If it wasn't the evil grate, What did he do? Roll off the couch while sunbathing? wrench a paw while batting his cat toys around the house? I feel like installing security cameras all over the house so I can keep more careful track of him.

Wally is now on the mend!

Hurt Paw!!

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Walter started limping today, I have no idea why. His paws look okay! We are going to the vet in the morning! The above is NOT walter, as he is sleeping peacefulyl right now and I do not want to disturb him. He'll be mad enough at me in the morning as it is.

ROOMBAPUG

Sorry for no posts for so long! I have been working hard writing, so hard in fact, the house got verrrry dusty. So I got a Roomba! One of those robot vaccuum cleaners. Walter thinks he has a new house mate...and he isn't sure they're going to be friends.

BEDBUG PUG

I moved the writing to the bedroom after the sun went down... I got up for a cup of cocoa and lo and behold, when I came back there was a pug bedbug waiting at my computer! I think he was reviewing my work...and had a few suggestions

chair dog

I am embarking on novel #3, (Jennifer Johnson is finished!) So wally is back in my chair, looking adorable while digging his feet into my backside. Huge house, tons of dog beds, blankets, pillows etc...but Wally wants to sit in my chair with me. Okay, I sort of love it, but I get tired of sitting on the edge of the chair and my bak hurts. I need a chair with a sidecar.

OHHHHHHHHBAMA WINS!!!!!!

Shocking Three Way!

Oh yeah baby...we got all the good stuff in one place. Can you dig it? Poh-Lee, Pengie and the fancy dog bed he only just started using right now in this way to accomodate both his loves...life is good in the three-way lane.

I just love looking at Walter, so peaceful and serene. Sometimes when I'm not having a good day, it helps to make sure Walter is having one.

Awww....

I love this picture of Wally. He was blue today.

Pengie

It's turning to winter and getting pretty dry here. Wally has trouble breathing sometimes when it's dry, he'll wake up in the dead of night wheezing through his nose. So I bought a penguin humidifier for the bedroom only to find out walter is transfixed with it. We call it "Pengie" now. He likes to kiss it and stare deeply into it's misty eyes, while soothing clouds of love drift by. I think it feels good on his nose too.

DIS bear ain't got no riddim....

I bought wally a new bear, in anticipation for when Poh-lee dies an (un)natural death. You can see how much he loves it. He reminds me of my Jamaican friend who said (of Minnesota) "Heatha- dis place ain't got no riddim." A beautiful way to phrase so very many things. Sorry Wally, momma will try harder, but lets remember how you first reated to Poh-lee...

My Russian Boyfriend

Okay, I'm the one who looks Russian in my new old man's winter hat...but Walter has the stoic countenance of a communist Bureaucrat, no? Today we went to the hardware store and Wally sat very nicely in the shopping cart. Only on the way out did I notice the "No Dogs" sign. What?? Who says there are no dictatorships in America! There's plenty!

I just want to play fetch!

Sorry we haven't blogged in so long, Walter and I took a cruise up the Gunflint trail, where he met some ducks that he found quite fascinating. They however did not share Walters enthusiasm and good will. Poor Wally.

Juicy Bone tactic

This is walter enjoying a bone from the deli. He has his own way of doing things.

So Long Pardner

Walter somehow knows when I'm getting ready to leave well in advance of me walking through the door. A shower is the first red flag. Then clothing. (okay, some days I work from home in my pyjamas. Maybe most days.) THEN if i put makeup on, I get this look, I call it the "I can't believe you're doing this to me" look. Then after I leave he sits in the window and gazes folornly out, letting all who pass by what a maltreated orphan he is. Sigh.

Putting Walter to Bed

We moved, and bought a big sleigh bed, which is lovely but far too tall for Wallymon to jump up on to. So I bought him a pet ramp and had it installed alongside the far side of the bed. I love it because you can't see it when you walk into the room and Walter loves it, as it allows unhampered comings and goings as well as silent all-night treat retrievals. (See half milkbone treat on ramp in first pic)

Bun Bun has had eet.

I don't know the details, I just found the two of them like this. Apparently Walter and bun Bun had a close...relationship at some point, in which bun bun's ears were chewed off and then walter fell asleep.

Winston Churchill

Does anyone disagree with the fact I have a real problem here? I am living with a crime lord.

Folorn photo #308

Walter looks forlornly at octopus. I have so many pictures of him unhappy with his toys, I think I will start to call them "The Forlornables."

I shan't have Chee-Kohn either.

Chee-kohn is equally unamusing Sir Walston.

Bun Bun is not made of marscapone, and therefore I shall not have it.

I let Walter lick a little tiny bit of marscapone from my finger today and WHAMMO! (Refer back to the mayonnaise-is-like-crack addiction blog.) Now I guess marscapone is like crack too... (little black lips, num num num!) Anyway, he's been begging me for more marscapone ALL day and we're in the process of moving and I wanted to give him some treat, and one that wasn't fattening...so I bought him a little bun-bun at the bun-bun store. You can see how much he enjoys it. He actually did grab it out of my hand at first, but only to go PA-TOOEY! and spit it out behind him so I would CONCENTRATE on his NEEDS and STOP with the freaking bun-bun! Anyway, this is their forced protrait.

Sigh.

and the pug says:

BAH-ROOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!

Long Trip, Good Ride

Walter LOVES car rides. I think most pugs do. He wants to be up front, watching the road, alerting me through high-pitched rapid barking about approaching motorists, pedestrians, dogs, trees, squirrels, mosquitoes, lint etc... He likes to bark when he sees something. ANY something. So its sort of nice when we take longer rides and the lil guy falls asleep. especially when we go to the lake, and he has to be valiant all over again, and bark at the sea. I think in Wally Wisdom World, this means, rest up, cause it'll be dukes up soon enough...

Pug Porn

Walter plays nice...for now...

Larkin gave me the most adorable redheaded doll and here is walter being sweet with her. I hesitate to leave them in the room alone together tho - memories of the Big Pig Massacre spring to mind...

Captain Pug

YES! Satisfaction! The nice pug owner of Pugboat emailed me:

Heh, Walter! We just saw you have our PugBoat on your blog!!!! Yes, we are Pug possessed. Our bf Linda came out on our boat with us. We have four Pugs...Chloe, Zoey, Rosie and Marty and she has four Pugs...Spanky, Dakota, Isabella and Dixie Rose! You can visit my blog pugpossessed.blogspot.com for more pictures of the crazy day and our crazy pug filled lives.

Walter loves the water too...maybe they are the real tunas of the sea.

Pug Boat

This is the kind of photo that makes me desperately want to know the rest of the story. I mean, I don't know whats going on in Webster, New York, but I guess we're moving there...because this looks like heaven. Thanks Linda on Pugslife.com for posting it! Wish I knew what in the sam heck was going on that this many chunky-monkies would all be on the pug boat. Are they all yours? Is this like a traveling rescue pug boat? Maybe one of those Doctors Without Borders type deals, where these brave squad-o-pugs storm unsavory ports around the globe spreading good cheer and fishy kisses? Arghhhhhh. I must know.

Beddie-Bye

Walter and I tumble into bed at all times at night, usually with magazines, cell phones, frozen food dinners and dog treats (my sheets are filled with crumbly milk bone bits) We fall asleep sometimes with the lights still on, and this shot was somehow taken on my cell phone camera last night...either by a ghost or Walter stretching in his sleep. My bet is ghost, as Walter sleeps waaay too deeply to bother moving.

Munchkin me-mo-tiny

How can I say no to this muggins?

Woodsy Poh-Lee

Poh-Lee bear has definitely become Walters favorite toy. He takes him everywhere - including on walks through the woods....erm...or naps in the woods.

Lake Su-pug-ior

This is Wally in Lake Superior. He is the honorary mayor of Grand Marais!

I dream of Wally

It was so sunny when Walter wanted to nap today, I put my silky green eyemask on him, the one i usually wear when I sleep and voila! worked like a charm.

Walter staring at me.

This is an example of walter staring at me. He wants something, but it's up to me and my telepathic powers to find out what. Here we're in the car and so it could be he wants to go the park, or get ice cream. Probably both. Maybe he's decided the lambskin throw he's standing on is insufficient for his posterior and I should get him a different one. One things for sure, whatever I'm supposed to be doing, I'm not doing it fast enough.

Lake Dreaming II

One more from our lakeside stroll. Summer never lasts long enough...

Tragi-Wally

This poor orphan was rescued from a favella in western Minnesota. The conditions were atrocious. There was no bottled spring water or lightly grilled chicken breasts to be found on the premises and the eiderdown comforter was out at the cleaners. Such a tragedy. Luckily for this poor boy, help has arrived. He's been whisked to a pug rehabilitation center where is receiving gourmet lunches and a pedicure. (Just kidding. It's walter after a bath.)

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Big Water Wally

This is ma punkin head on the beach.

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Happy Campers

Me and Fatty Glumpkin! We are sitting on an enormous rock jetty that overlooks the water.

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Lake Dreaming

Walter and I went on a nice walk by the lake to clear our heads. Well, I cleared my head and he cleared his nether regions. He had macaroni and cheese for dinner last night and man-o-man, I don't think that sat well with him. Still, as Wallingford has taught me, one can always stop and pause reflectively on the beauty of the world in between bouts of distinct messiness.

I have to stop turning Wally into Pugtoons