What appears here to be a dirty window is in fact a dirty window. And it’s going to stay dirty. Because it’s covered in pug spittle. Peanut’s pug spittle. For years and years, when Joel was close to being back at the house, we’d coordinate the timing of when I’d hold Peanut up to look…
Joel started a bedtime routine with Peanut many years ago. He’d place her on her bed, pat her lovingly, tell her she was a good girl (whether or not she had been that day), reminded her of how much we love her, and to have sweet dreams. It made her perky little ears and forehead…
Joel and I were seconds away from meeting the dog that was advertised for sale in the local paper. As soon as Joel opened the door to the apartment complex, a then two-and-a-half-year-old Peanut* came trotting from around the corner of an open door and down the hall. “CLOSETHEDOORSHE’SESCAPING!” I yelled. Joel replied, “She’s fine, she’s not…
Winter 2023: Seven years later I’d discover Hurtta brand dog coats. This is quite a coat – photos at the bottom. Original post: A pug mom takes matters into her own hands when she discovers that it was impossible to buy off-the-rack for her barrel-chested baby. My experience with dog apparel started years ago…
Over the course of several years and trial-and-error, what we called the Potty Tent has evolved into a Potty Shed. Not only is this my most popular post, but people who have been to the house have inquired about it and taken pictures of it because they, or someone they know, has a dog that…
It’s been a year and a half since I wrote a post about Peanut’s physical rehab. Since that is one of my more popular posts, I thought it would be worthwhile to share an update. Our little gal turned 13 on December 24th. A few weeks prior to that, I met a woman who just…
Peanut joined our family 10 years ago today.
Our sassy little senior has swagger! Unfortunately a bit too much swagger… We noticed that Peanut had a slightly awkward gait shortly after she joined our family when she was just two years old. As a pup, it made her more impossibly precious. Now? Not so much. The misalignment has progressed over time and has…
I was supposed to be enjoying a TV show with the mister but my mind was elsewhere. I was thinking about Peanut, our 11-year-old pug, and our ongoing dilemma of how to make going potty outside in the wintertime easier on all of us. Because our little gal insists on finding the perfect spot on…
The Fickle Feather 