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?