WALLYBALL!

It's springtime! Let the Walmart sports begin...

Crossed the line

This...is...too...much....

Poh-lee Bear Accepted...sort of

The campaign of terror has switched from eviscerating big pig....and turned to the meniacal destruction of Poh-Lee Bear. We are one eye and one ear down. Success at long sweet last....

Wally wake-up Tactic #308

Stare at me with a small ball.

If Walter has to wait anywhere...

He prefers to wait by flowers. (That's my thumb trying to get him to turn and look at me...alas, I was unamusing to Le Porkchop Butt.)

Freshly Blooming Pugs

Cute Overload!

Big Pig Replacement Search Continues...

I bought Walter a Polar Bear to try and replace Big Pig...




But he was skeptical.




There might be hope yet however...

Sweepy Wally Walk

Leona Walsley Sez: Really Dah-link, vee cahn't valk before noon. I vant to sleep in und ketch mah bee-yoo-tee sleep. Oui? Now puh-leeze to pick me up und carry me. Veet!

Walter has many names, and answers to absolutely none of them.

I realized today I rarely call Walter by name. Instead, I use whatever handy nickname my addled brain can come up with when I'm shouting for him to come in the house or get off my forehead or put down the wine cork. (He loves playing with wine corks. I find them stashed everywhere. Not that there's that much wine in the house...er...you get what I mean.)

Here is a partial list of Walter's more frequently used Nicknames. Keep in mind he answers to absolutely none of them, and I could say "Come here Walter," or "Come here President Lincoln," and get the same response. (Blank staring and assesment of treat options)

Wally
Wally-Woo
Wally-Tee-Toe-Tiny
Wal-Mart
The Walster
Wallingford
Sir Wallingford on Kent
Sweet Precious Angel Baby of Peace
Senor Fishstick breath
porkchop butt
Monkey Butt
Butter Monkey
Batface
Wombat
Devil Dog
Handsome Boy
Mooka-Mooka
Mush Mouth
Mama's Most Precious Baby Doll
Baby Face
Big Boy

Walter gave me a treat!

Getting ready to go to bed is always a big production around here. We have to assemble pillows, refill water bowls and the humidifier (Or Walter gets a dry nose) and then there's all matter of late night snacks to prepare(I usually get walter a Milkbone and leave it on his little doggie bed, which he never sleeps on but now uses as a Milkbone staging area.)Then we climb in to bed and I read as Walter eats his cookie. It's quite a routine.

Night before last though, he didn't eat his cookie. He came and dropped it on my arm (sticky from being wedged in little black pug lips) and then walked away. I thought he didn't want it so I just shrugged and put it on the night stand. Then last night Walter and I were wrestling a little bit in bed, playing with a remnant of big pig, and Walter accidentally bit me. I gave a good high-pitched yelp. "Ow," I said, "Ow, ow ow!"

Walter immediately started licking my face until he had me laughing and then he went down to his little dog bed where he stashes his contraband, and rummaged around in the blankets. (must hide the contraband!) He jumped back up on the bed and dropped another little Milkbone on my arm. This time he stayed there and watched me. Staring intently as onbly pugs can. I realized he was giving me the Milkbone as a treat, just the way I give them to him! I just about swooned from the cute factor.

I'll try to get a snapshot of this remarkable act, that is if Walter keeps it up, after all, he's only human. ;)

Blue Wally

Walter hates days that are so cold he has to stay inside.

"El Guapo"

This is from the brilliant magazine called "FOUND"

For the Love of Puppies
FOUND by Charles Roghair in Costa Mesa, California
"Prone to periodic bouts of depression, I often visit Bark Park in an effort to lift my spirits. The dogs are always happy and the sunshine has Vitamin D and I never feel claustrophobic there. Recently, this photocopied offer appeared tacked to the cork bulletin board in the leashing and unleashing decompression area near the dog runs. "El Guapo" haunts me now and has, in fact, become my muse. "El Guapo" is available ladies; you won't be disappointed."

I did my best.

I fixed Big Pig. Sort of. I used old long underwear and Big Pig's original head and arms. I could only find one foot. I don't think Walter approves. For that matter, I don't think Big Pig approves.
I even tried to sew his tail back on to his misshapen butt. (If anyone anywhere in the world sees another pig like the original, we're all begging you to let us know where it is. No country is too far away, no mountain too high. This is just pathetic.)

Don't look...

Oh the Pigmanity. Walter has gutted pig big, and this time I fear I cannot fix him. (Big Pig. Walter's peachy and just wondering when I'll get his pig fixed up again.)

Vinny the Climbing pug

Walter alerted my attention to this extrodinary pug, Vinny, who climbs mountains with his owner. They in turn use these images to raise money for pug rescue, so if you like them, buy one! http://www.cafepress.com/vinnythepug

(Walter also informed me that he pointed this particular pug out as an example of what he was NOT interested in doing. He then requested a new silk chinese divan, as his old one seems "dull.")

(go Vinny!)

ARTICLE ON VINNY

Midnight snack

Walter sez: We can do this the hard way or we can do this the easy way, but I assure you, I'm getting a cookie.

Pugtini

Walter and I are staying home tonight because it is THREE degrees below zero. We think it's probably cocktail time.
(This wonderful pugtini image can be purchased. Proceeds go to a great pug rescue group! check out: www.pugbutts.com/boutiquerev.html

92 cats need homes!

Walter and I went to the humane society in Austin MN today www.mowercountyhumanesociety.org

I couldn't believe how many cats they have up for adoption. They have 92 cats looking for their forever home. The worst part is some of them have been there for over FOUR years.

MCHS is run completely by volunteers and donations. There is no city pound, just this group of wonderful people running a no-kill shelter out of the hugeness of their hearts. They also have dogs and puppies, but not nearly as many.

If you or anyone you know is looking for a pet, please consider taking the gorgeous drive to Austin MN (Home of SPAM and the SPAM museum!) and adopting a pet from the Mower County Humane Society.

Check out their website for more info:

http://www.mowercountyhumanesociety.org/

Big Pig Loses Bum

In another vicious attack, Big Pig once again finds himself at the center of a hateful campaign of terror launched by one small pug. Walter. Walter has a very strange love/hate reationship with Big Pig and even he seemed concerned after his last molestation of his "favorite" toy. Much like an abusive spouse that goes too far and the authorities are called in, after nearly killing Big Pig Walter dragged him into my office and folornly dropped his stuffing-free pig at my feet. Like he was saying, "Look, I didn't hit him that hard. He's totally over reacting, but he's also, you know - unconscious. Can you fix him?" For now emergency medical procedures are underway. I have to go buy more pink thread.

Walter in repose

Wally Woo is exhausted after huckstering his wares at the charity gift wrap....

Pug Rescue at Barnes and Noble

Our Barnes and Noble Pug Rescue Charity Wrap was overrun by meatloafs on legs!

KISS A PUG and SAVE A LIFE!
Kiss our pugs and make a donation to MN Pug Rescue. 100% of your donation goes to needy local pugs for life saving medical treatments. Everything helps!

OUR PUGS DESPERATELY WANT TO KISS YOU!
Tomorrow at Barnes and Noble I will be gift wrapping for Pug Rescue WITH Walter, and several other of my Pug Rescue pals and their pugs. all dresssed for the holidays of course. Santa Pug, Elf Pug, Mince Meat Pie Pug.

So come on down tomorrow- Xmas Eve, and make a donation to Pug Rescue (no amount to large or small!) and get sloppy goggle-eyed kissed by a pack of pugs! You haven't lived till these freaks have had their way with you!!!

Walter watches a dog show, and hates it.

This is Walnut barking ferociously at the ESPN televised Dog Show and the G-damn dogs running around on his television.

He would pop back and forth between the TV and the window, barking his wee head off. He thinks the TV is just another window, so he expected these freaking Akitas and japanese Chins to show up in the yard.

He's basically saying "You damn kids get outta my yard!"

Best of show went to a (stunning) Akita, and the only way to calm Wally down was to turn it off and give him chicken fingers. Thank God Papa John's delivers.

sweeping in de strollie

Pug Vs. Peacock