Showing posts with label sweet. Show all posts
Showing posts with label sweet. Show all posts

Friday, September 26, 2014

Stawp!

Girl! Stop using embarrassing photo filters on me! People will question my masculinity! People will think I'm a delicate lady pug! Stawp! Stawp it!

Also, I am not a kitty. The kitties will question my intimidation skills if you make me look so harmless!

Tuesday, September 23, 2014

Saturday, September 13, 2014

Not-so-stupid friend

Okay, I liked him better than I thought.

Although, I ate his leg and ear off after a couple weeks.

Wednesday, September 10, 2014

Stupid Friend

Girl: Puggy, we got you a new friend!

Me: No, Girl. I don't wanna be friends.

Girl: Puggy, I put your friend on you.

Me: No. Stop it.

Girl: Don't you love him?

Me: No.

Monday, September 8, 2014

How I started the year

I remember this! It was New Year's and Girl wanted to stay awake for it. I tried really hard, but I fell asleep. The white toes in the picture are Daddy. He fell asleep, too. Human Girl was the only one awake at midnight here.

I don't like to stay up late. Or get up early.

12pm to 8pm. Those are my waking pug hours. Although the humans interfere with this all the time.

Friday, September 5, 2014

Saturday, August 30, 2014

These Lips Weren't Made for Kissing

Girl, stop trying to kiss my lips. That is unacceptable. I don't care how cute I am. This manly face doesn't want any girly lips kissing it. Stop it. Stop it, Girl.

Thursday, August 28, 2014

Hitchcock

I am pure thespian. I am certain I will be nominated for a best actor award in the coming year. Look how much I look like a beautiful black and white artsy movie poster!

If you can't appreciate true beauty then click away from this page, humans. This is the face of an immortal here.

Monday, August 25, 2014

Towering Beastie

As you humans can see, I am better than all of you. You can clearly tell this by my snooty expression and my general tallness.

No, Girl! Don't tell them you put the camera under my chin while I was sleeping hanging off the couch! That story is highly untrue and I am royalty. I have Chinese lineage as a wealthy lap dog's ancestor. Do not speak otherwise. You are terrible, Girl. I do not approve.

Wednesday, August 20, 2014

Will you ever return?

Oh, Girl! I think Mummy left us forever! I am so sad. My little face is smushed into the couch in anticipation, but I think we will have to fend for ourselves.

Girl, please go to store and buy me burger. That will tide me over.

I don't think you understand the severity of the situation, Girl! I am not being overdramatic!

Sunday, August 17, 2014

Uncurled

Oh, Mummy! I forgot to curl my tail and everyone was taking pictures of my buns! :(

Mummy! This isn't supposed to happen! I forget sometimes, okay?! Leave my beautiful buns alone!

Sunday, August 10, 2014

Lazy Sunday

Girl: Puggy, you want to go outside?

Me: No.

Girl: But you should go potty.

Me: Zzzzzzzzzz.....


Friday, August 8, 2014

Let's sit outside

Me: Girl, I would like to go outside.

Girl: Okay, we can do that.

Me: I want to sit on the swing.

Girl: Sure.

Me: Girl, please put me back in the house. I don't like this.


Wednesday, August 6, 2014

Good morning!

Me: Good morning!



Girl: Hello. You're awake finally?

Me: Girl, that is rude. Of course I am awake!

Girl: Puggy, it's lunch time. You made us both stay in bed until after noon o'clock.

Me: Yes.

Girl: So it's not morning anymore.

Me: But it is my morning. Can we have breakfast?

Girl: Okay, I'll get you some dog food. 

Me: I want eggs.

Girl: I don't have time to make you eggs. I have to get going.

Me: I want eggs.

Girl: No. You're getting pug foods.

Me: I want eggs.

Girl: No.

Me: Eggs are pug foods.

Girl: Eggs are not pug foods. Especially not today.

Me: Hey, Girl?

Girl:What?

Me: I want eggs.

Monday, August 4, 2014

So Gangsta

Me: I am so 'hood. Straight gangsta.

Girl: Puggy, you're wearing a hood.

Me: Girl, I know I am in a hood, but I am pretty sure that is how you achieve the title of being so 'hood and gangsta. I might throw gang signs if I can figure out where they sell them. It seems a waste of money to throw them though.

Girl: They don't sell gang signs like they sell old vintage signs. You're a little confused on the concept.

Me: Girl, I am pretty sure I am more experience in this. Drive me to the store, please. Also, please pay for the signs. Also, can we get a burger on the way home? I would like a burger. ...Actually, can we get the burger first, and then get the signs, and then get a burger on the way home?

Saturday, August 2, 2014

Feral

Human Girl asked me a question a while back. She said, "Puggy, do you want to be feral?"

I answered," Oh, yes, Girl! I could run about like the beast I am!"

Human Girl laughed because I eat canned food. She commented to Mom that I eat lamb from a can, but in my mind I am actually running the Scottish countryside eating their sheeps.

Girl, this is not in my mind. I am a wild beast.

See the wilderness in my face? See the ferocity in my eyes?

Girl still took my collar off on that day though and never put it back on. Dad puts it on to take me for a walk, but Girl prefers my harness.

Girl, I am feral and you better be aware this means I might eat the kitties.

When they stop being scary.

Monday, July 28, 2014

Hello, humans!

Hello, Humans,



My name is Puggy Buns. Well, not really. I'm a rescue, but the family I came from didn't teach me my real name very well, so I am instead gifted a new name by these humans that live here. I think it's okay because I get lots of treats.

Human Girl said I should tell people about my life and daily adventures. When I'm not sleeping, I manage to squeeze in a few cool things to do. Follow this blog for more puggy antics.