Saturday, January 24, 2015

FROM OUR MOM




Dear PugKids:
I was given an assignment to write this week and I have been thinking  about what I was going to say.  Usually I have no problem coming up with words, but sometimes when the subject is very close to your soul the words struggle to come out.

Someone asked me the other day, when they watched the three of you carry on barking and jumping if I would do this all over again.  I assume they meant put up with your rotten behavior when people come to our house, but I know what they really meant was would I bring three pugs from two different puppy mills into our home.  Um?????  (Well you did put me on probation this week...I don't think a Golden Retriever would ever do that.)

All of my pugs have been like a never ending college assignment....I learn new things all the time.  I have always enjoyed going to school so that is GOOD for you ... but.....In hindsight I sure did not know what I was stepping off into to.  I thought all a dog needed was food, water, shelter, and love.  It worked with Zeus (our little minpin), so I believed it.......but then you all came along .

Poop-eating, food aggressive, anxious, fearful, severe eye problems, fighting among yourself---- pugs.  That was just the beginning, .......snoring, crying, ripping our pants when we walked across the floor, screaming when picked up.....oh my....oh my.....BUTT now  we have reached that place in our relationship where most of behaviors are gone, we manage the food aggression more easily, poop eating has disappeared,  we have a better relationship with the vet and that helps with the eye issues and understanding the medications we need, we know what might set off a squabble and we are better at handling it.

You three opened my eyes to the horrible living conditions that some dogs have to exist in and the long lasting effects from it.  From all the negative though, we have also seen the good----  such as what the local sanctuary can do with the survivors of the mills.  With each stumble and bumble we always came out on the other side, ...always.

You gave me blogville, where friends abound for us, through our funny times, and our sad times. A true gift.  You  did that for me.

I love each one of you. 

Stella Rose, oh sweetie you were our first, oh my the things we have experienced, and learned from you.  And I know you have learned many things from us also.  You trust us to take care of you in a kind and loving way, and you know momma will always be there for you. What a joyful heart you have for us.  I felt it only this morning when I awoke and your cheek was resting against mine.    Next month you will be 5 years old, I can't believe we have had you that long already. You are my heart Stella Rose Long, my love.



And Maggie Mae, I admit I wasn't ready when you came walking into my life.  I had to make a decision to let you go back to that terrible world or keep you, and of course you stayed.  You brought so much laughter and joy to us, and still each night I know it is going to be you, that will take off zooming in your pug way, waiting on Gussie and Stella to chase you.  You are the clown.  And then when all is quiet you climb up on the couch, content, and lay beside me.  You understand we are always going to be your home.  You are my heart Margaret Mae Simpson.



Then there is my Angus.  What a sight you were when we brought you home.  One tiny boy with messed up eyes.  Now you are growing up and yet each night when you are sitting with me, and you give me that special kiss you are still my little baby Gussie.  Always.  You are brave and sweet, and you love your sisters.  You are my boy and my heart Angus McConnell Long.



This story cannot end here though because without Sammy J. and Trudie your lives would have been much different.  Their empty space in our house made room for us to love two more (mags and gussie), they made sure they left that lesson behind for us to learn.  I still have troubles thinking a lot about them, and not because I did not love them that much, but because I loved them greatly.  So I think of them in small doses, .......in the quiet.

So in our little house, your home is love....ours to you.....and yours to us.    Your Momma

Friday, January 23, 2015

MR. CHEWY REVIEW---NATURES MIRACLE

Mom calls us her little miracles butt I do not think she is talking about the same thing as what Mr. Chewy 
 sent us the others day:

THIS:
Mom had tried this before when I and Sammy J. came to lives with her.  We were very hard to potty train because when you live in a cage with others in a puppy mill the owners don't care about important things like teaching you....so we had to UNLEARN the behaviors we had developed.  We thought it was okay to potty anywhere.  Mom was frustrated and she and dad did a lot of cleaning of carpets, and rugs.  She threw away a lot of rugs also.  She had read about Nature's Miracle and gave it a try.  She loved it, but then had a hard time finding it again, so she was very excited when she saw it on this months list.....now we know MR. CHEWY will have the product for us.

Here are some things about Nature's Miracle:

Stain Removal:

  • Wipe away any excess stain-causing material, and then soak the surface thoroughly with Nature’s Miracle Stain and Odor Remover.
  • Wait 5 minutes, and then wipe away stain with a cloth. For tough stains, use a stiff, bristle brush.
  • If the stain is not completely removed, re-soak area and allow Nature’s Miracle Stain and Odor Remover to work for 1 hour before wiping with a cloth.

Odor Elimination:

  • Thoroughly soak the entire area with Nature’s Miracle Stain and Odor Remover. For carpets, apply enough to reach the urine penetration in the pad and floor. This may mean lifting the carpet and applying directly to the pad and floor.
  • Allow the product to air dry. Depending on air circulation, carpets and upholstery may take up to 2 weeks to dry completely.
  • If after 2 weeks there is still an odor, Nature’s Miracle Stain and Odor Remover has not reached ALL of the odor-causing material. Pinpoint odor source and repeat cleaning process.
  • Keep the product away from children and pets and do not allow pets onto the treated area until it is completely dried.

Laundry:

  • Saturate areas of fabric affected by stain and odor with full-strength product, then wash as usual.
  • Always test surfaces to be treated for color fastness by applying to a hidden area and wiping with a cloth. If color is removed from the test area, do not use Stain and Odor Remover on this surface.
  • Always use Stain and Odor Remover at full strength for best results.
  • Use Nature’s Miracle Stain and Odor Remover before any other product as cleansers and detergents may chemically “set” the stain.
  • Stain and Odor Remover is not recommended for use on silks, leather, or suede.

When Maggie and Gussie came to live with us, Mom used pee pads, and gave them a designated area, they learned the rules very fast, see Mom was smarter the second time around.  Now mom uses Nature's Material mostly to wash our bedding.  For some reason, Angus and Margaret think it is funny to pee on our blankets, and sometimes our bed.  Natures Miracle gets the smell right out.

We give this product 5 stars, and no one even paid us to say this.

Stella Rose

Thursday, January 22, 2015

LATE ON SQUIRREL APPRECIATION DAY


We are late posting about this "squirrel" day because of all the hub-bub that Angus caused in our house yesterday.  Even last night he was milking his behavior wif our Mom and she gave him extra treats, and hugs, and he laid around on her and dad's lap all night long.  Us girls kept waiting on that pill to knock him out into tomorrow but he must have a stomach of IRON cos never once did he nap.  We think it was a placebo......

So anyway back to the squirrels.  OUR dad feeds them.  WE have three or four squirrels (its hard to tell cos they all look alike) in our yard......we used to have a few more but we live right by the highway.....need I say more.   AnYway as I said OUR dad feeds them with CORN.  Corn that he buys, and yes folks we live in IOWA.  You would think DAd could come up wif a friend who has a farm or something but NOPE he goes to TRactor Supply for his CORN and he spends Monies.  LoTS of monies, cos corn in Iowa is expensive.....um?????

He spends OUR monies, for treats, and clothes, and college on the squirrels.  WHY you ask....it cos he likes them more than us!!!   He likes to watch them chatter in the trees, and run up and down the limbs and wave at him, BUTT as soon as he turns his back on them, and goes into the house, they start laughing at us stuck in ALCATRAZ while they are free, and they frow their poop at us.

Dad doesn't care.  We hate Squirrels.

Stella Rose

Wednesday, January 21, 2015

DEAR ERNIEEEE THE ATTORNIEEEEE

DEAR ERNIE:
See what a good boy I am sitting wif Macey?  WELL today I had something BAD happen to me, and even though it will SHOCK you the whole thing was caused by my MOM.  NOW we here in blogville know MOM is skating on thin ice as far as her probation but I finks she has went to far...wayyyyy to far. She has fallen through the ice, is what she did.  Here is my story Ernie.

So MOM comes home at noon and says she has a surprise for her special boy (meaning me and not meanerthanhellcat Dietzman) and hers calls me into the kitchen and gives me a special treat of bread and butter.  WELL, if I would have had my finking cap on, I would have realized that butter DON'T crunch but Isa was just loving that butter so much........

THen hers sat down and ate her lunch.  She kept asking my DAD if he ThOUGht I looked SLEEPY and Dad said NO.  I wondered why she suddenly was so worried about my noon sleep habits cos usually we three pugs snooze a lot at noontime....but hers kept worrying about it.

I finally toles her, "mom don't worry so much, Isa gonna take a nice long nap when yousa go back to work...."

THEN after ONE hour she put my coat and harness on.....oh boyhowdy....that was meaning she didn't haf to go back to work, but was taking us out to the fairgrounds, and this time it was just going to be just  ME.  WEll Mags was jumping all around and so was Stella when they saw Mom put the harness on me.  BUTT Mom said only I could go.

She kept checking my eyes, and watching for a yawn, but I was so pumped up, I ran to the car, and jumped up in the backseat.   THEN I noticed we turned the OPPOSITE way of the fairground and headed out to the FRANKENVET!!!!!!!!!   WHAT THE DOG....so ERNIE do you see what my own mom did to me....she drugged me......wif drugs!!!!!

I started to cry, of course it was a manly cry and not a sissy pug cry...and MOM toles me it was gonna be okay, and kept telling me more and more lies. 



When we arrived at the FRANKENVET I promptly left peemail on the bushes just in case I was going to be put in captivity .....SO when SEARCH & RESCUE started looking for me, they would find evidence.........all the time MOM is looking a little green around hers ears, cos DAD toles her how bad it was last time wif getting my nails cut.  AND THE SLEEPING DRUG DID NOT WORK, COS I AM A SUPERHUMAN PUG!

This time I had my checkup, weight (21 lbs. of muscle) and shots AND glands and nails.  I WAS DONE FOR!!!!  I shook the walls of the office with my howls and screams.  Mom left the room because her guilt was so heavy she could not hardly stand, and hers faught hers was gonna puke;  another VET came rushing into the room to see what was making that horrible noise.  I figured at least I would go down FIGHTING and SCREAMING.

AT last I was finished being tortured  and they realized they could not beat Angus McConnell Long down any longer.  Mom dressed me quickly and paid the bill on the run.  So Ernie she PAID them to torture and drug me.....my own mom.

Now hers says it was for my own health, but hers is lying to me I finks.  Do you fink I have a case or do MOM's all over the world do this to their four legged children????????

Angus McConnell Long

WORTHLESS WEDNESDAY

WHY is it not FRIDAY?

Me when I was a little twig.

Stella Rose

Tuesday, January 20, 2015

BOOTS IN THE BARNYARD

You have heard our DAD say our back yard looks like a barnyard because of our farmers fence.  WELL our Mom doesn't care cos no one see's it cos we nevers have company that would care and it keeps us safe....

Because our house is as old as the hills and on the historical register MOM always keeps the front looking nice BUTT the backyard is where the real action is especially now that springtime thinks it has hit our end of IOWA.....MUD!!!!


ITS so muddy we could charge admission and start doing this in our backyard.
 


So yesterday MOM got the bright idea to fix it where she could walk across Alcatraz and not sink to her knees.  She went out to the local feed store (yep...???) and bought two of these.....

We thought at first she was going to make cool furniture or dog beds, or tables like they do on PINTEREST...but then we REMEMBERED we were a talking about our MOM.   Instead she laid it in the mud so she could step on it and get to the steps without mud all over her feet.

 It looks very unsafe, and we are picturing MOM any minute catching her foot in between the boards and falling on her face.  WE actually asked Dad if he could set up one of those camera that peoples use to watch wildlife....(you can win monies on tv for funny videos)   he thought it was a good idea cos he has a SICK sense of humor like that.....so in the mean time this is what we are doing to enjoy the new look in our backyard barnyard


yep playing in the mud....boots in the backyard.

Stella Rose, Margaret Mae and Angus Mac


 





Monday, January 19, 2015

BOWS AND AUNT DIXIE

We tried to blog yesterday but the KENDOLL hates us so much...it often changes words my mom types and makes our whole comment sound stooopid...this is one of the reason we comment during the week......apparently it only likes us to READ on it.

Okay so Saturday night Mom decided we needed baf's cos our Alcatraz is a pigmudhole.  We loves running through it and kicking up our feets like Wilbur did in the Web Movie but Mom is not so happy wif that.  Between moping and vacuuming 109 times a day she is all wore out AND AUNT DIXIE was visiting us on Sunday.



Hers really loves us, and we were having the "Christmas that just keeps on going" yet one more time, Mom says we onlys has one more left.  Whew!

So it was bath time, and even blowdryer time cos ours baf's were so late in the evening.  We were all good.

Sunday morning bright and early AUnT DIXIE showed up at the door wif lots of presents and red apples for us.  Stella Rose showed her butt right away cos hers cried like a little baby for her apple but she had to wait until lunch time.  We were very good listening to our mom about not jumping up on OLD Aunt Dixie and knocking her overs.  Mom says Dixie is younger than hers, but taller, so she might fall over harder.  WE were confused.

Anyways we had a lovely Sunday wif Aunt Dixie saying we were so cute, and handsome, and cute, and funny and just cute!

Later in the day she helped our Mom make a gazillion bows for our big sisters florist shop she just leased.  First she was a nurse, and now she has decided to become a florist.  Mom is proud of her making a change.  So Aunt Dixie being the bow-whisper that she is helped make bows for upcoming Valentines Day.  Aunt Dixie made like 36 and Mom made like 3 and Aunt Dixie had to redo those and make them prettier.  One time we looked out into the kitchen and we faught our mom was wrapped up like a mummy with ribbon wif hearts and love written on it.  Apparently, our Mom should not quit her day job to make bows.  Poor Mom.

We loves you guys.....Stella, Mags, and Angus
P. S. We got good replys back from our Valentines.