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.)

foto du Larkin

Big Water Wally

This is ma punkin head on the beach.

foto du Larkin

Happy Campers

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

foto du Larkin

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

Phat Boi

Father Walmart

Obi One!

makka-makka-makka

Thats the sound Walter makes when he gums his stuffed animals and sleeps

The Pug Process

I have been working on a new novel and I use colored index cards to block out scenes. When I finish writing a scene I put a river stone over it. This is a picture of the process...with Walter in it, of course, because he is also an inextricable part of the writing process.Here he's saying "STOP WRITING AND TAKE ME FOR A WALK. Oh, and here are your shoes dummy, so be quick about it."

CABIN PUG

Walter loves the cabin. So many creatures to hunt down and eat, which freaks mama out so she hollers! Wheeeeeeeeeeeeeee! Also, we watch movies at night, and Walter thinks the TV is a window. This is him barking at Godzilla, who he does not think should be in the cabin. Notice the stuffed animals he has already conquered and strewn around. Godzilla better step off!

NORTHWOODS PUG

Sorry for the long delay! We have been in the great north woods writing and pugging! Walter has taken complete command of the place. He swims in Lake Superior, climbs the big rocks and defends the seagulls from the nasty crows who try to steal their eggs by barking his fool head off at them!!