Christmas at Yiayia's

I spent Christmas morning at Yiayia's (that's 'grandma' for all you non-Greek speaking types).
















I unwrapped presents then rolled around in all the wrapping paper. Loads of fun!

















Mummy and daddy bought me a huge red cushion for Christmas. I love to lie on it in the sun... or just stand next to it.

And so this is (my second) Christmas

Merry Christmas, everyone!

Quick nap

Christmas is coming....ho hum. All the excitement has left me exhausted. I need a nap.

Puggy Christmas party

This is me sitting on Santa's knee at our December pug meet-up Christmas party. I told Santa I wanted a little brother or sister for Christmas, but daddy says Santa doesn't get a say in that. Here's a group shot of some of the pugs and their humans in attendance.

Star diamond

I call this toy my 'star diamond'. It has six points and each contains a squeaky toy. It makes a noise when I bite it. It's soft and fluffy and I like to use it as a pillow sometimes.

Uncle Kon

This is me with my Uncle Kon. I don't know why he's holding me like I'm a baby with a stinky nappy.

He taught me everything I know about stealing thongs. This is me in training.

I'm such a pro now, I run off with thongs all the time!

Sock thief

I'm older and I should know better, but I've recently discovered that I can yank socks off people's feet. It takes me a while, but I keep tugging until it comes off. Then I run, of course!

The window sill

When I was little, I could fall asleep on the window sill, but now I don't fit anymore.

Grown-ups party

On the weekend, I went to a grown-ups party. I was the littlest one there so I had to keep looking up at everyone. There were lots of kids there that chased me around and kept calling my name. I had a bit of a headache by the end of night, but I slept like a baby when I got home.

Christmas collar

This is my new Christmas collar. It features 62 silver-plated mini baubles on the edges, seven sterling silver stars, and eight sets of leaf and berry glass beads.

















All beads were hand-stitched on by mummy in a 5-hour sewing marathon.

















It looks so pretty, don't you think? I will have the prettiest collar on Christmas day!

Cheeky pugger

This probably looks like a pretty strange picture. If you can't work out what it is, it's me jumping on mummy's back when she's lying down and ripping the elastic out of her ponytail.

Sometimes mummy laughs and pretends to get mad. Other times she screams because I'm probably pulling some of her hair out at the same time.

Once I get the elastic, I run for my life.


















I take it to bed and chew on it.

















Why are you looking at me?





















Did I do something wrong?

Mummy calls me a cheeky little pugger!

Munching on thongs

My Uncle Kon taught me a great trick. I steal thongs off people's feet!

I grab them, pull on them, and then run. I sit in a corner and munch on them until the owner comes looking for me. Then we play chasings, but I'm smaller and can move quicker, even with a big thong in my mouth!

Last Christmas

This time last year, I was less than four months old. As you can imagine, I was mostly uncontrollable and over-excited - which made having a Christmas tree lots of fun!

When the tree first went up, I worked out that I could munch on the branches and run off with the decorations. So mum and dad got this fence to put around the tree. As if that was going to stop me! Through trial and error, I discovered that if I pushed hard enough, I could get UNDER the fence.

So mum and dad threw a couple of wooden stools in there to hold it up. Did it work? Of course not. I could still get under... only there was a problem. I couldn't work out how to get back out! I would jump up on the fence and make whiny noises until someone came and let me out.

I wonder what will happen this Christmas...

Best places to sleep

These are the best places to sleep:


















Next to daddy.

















On daddy.

















On daddy's head.

Baby and me

Baby is the name of my friend. He's a big Alaskan-looking thing. He looks like he should be pulling a sled in a place where it snows. Here's a picture of me with Baby....well, actually, it's a picture of me walking away from Baby. I like him, but he's much bigger than me and I get a little scared sometimes.

This is me at my local park. It's a big park, especially when there are no other dogs around.

Group photo shoot

On Monday afternoon at 2pm, a bunch of pugs gathered at Cafe Bones in Leichhardt for a photography session with the Daily Telegraph. The photo is to go with an article being written about our monthly pug meet-up group.

While good-natured, the photographer thought our mums and dads were a bunch of fruitcakes...Humans who treat their dogs like children? Madness.

None of us wanted to sit still for a photo... and the photographer tried everything to get a shot! After he left, we all had a good run around and then collapsed. He should have hung around until then.

Meet my friends. From left to right: Linus (black pug), Merlin, Pete, Minnie (head in water bowl), Edwina (in pink), and me up the front (leader of the pack).

Dogs' Day Out

Apart from taking an extortionate $414 from mum and dad every quarter, Leichhardt Council does manage to put on one decent event each year: Dogs' Day Out. Held at Hawthorne Canal, home of Cafe Bones, the event basically features a bunch of dog-related stalls. I scored lots of free stuff, including lots of food samples. Yum! Here's a picture of me enjoying the day out.

One year today

It's been one year since I was adopted by my mummy and daddy. I remember the first night they brought me into my new home, I was so scared by the giant warehouse and the unfamiliar surroundings. But I'm a big girl now, and I love living here! Thanks mum, thanks dad!





















This is me on my first night at home:
















I was such a tiny little thing!

Stuck at home

Since I injured myself a week ago (see post below), I've been stuck at home on doctor's orders.

So how does a little pug pass the time away?





















Playing in daddy's sports bag






















Relaxing in a cardboard box mum brought home the shopping in

















Playing hide-and-seek under the cushion in my bed

















Taking the cushion out altogether and playing with Alien, my pink fluffy toy - it's my favourite!

















Chewing on a jumbo bone

















Hanging around the kitchen waiting for my next meal.

I still have another 3 weeks before I'm allowed off the leash to play with my friends in the park....But life at home isn't too bad!

Limping pug off to vet

Message from my mum: Last night, Jesse developed a bit of a limp and was holding her back right leg a little off the ground as she walked. It later turned into more of a hobble, and this morning she was walking on only three legs. We couldn't attribute the pain to any particular incident.
Off to the Annandale Animal Hospital early this morning in the hope of getting in to see a vet first up. Close. We were second to some guy who also rocked up without an appointment to get his dog his annual injection.
The vet spent a decent amount of time going over Jesse and checking her foot pads, between her 'toes', knees, and hip. Jesse winced most when he flexed her foot, and poked into her knee.
The vet concluded it was likely a ligament sprain and that NO going out for 1 week, and NO off-leash for 1 MONTH. He gave her an injection for inflammation, and an oral version of the stuff to place on her food over the coming week.
No pug meet-up for Jesse next Saturday, no daily play times with her friends Ella, Charlie, and Bailey, and no more walks for a while. Just staying home with mum and dad. Booooring!

The Pug Show

After I got blessed (see posting below, 'Blessed Pet'), I headed out with Mum and Dad to the Pug Show at Castle Hill, one of two annual events held by the Pug Dog Club of NSW. This is a dog show where my cousins are paraded around and given awards.
















There were so many pugs there, even some baby ones in a cot.
































I had an awesome day.

Blessed pet

Now, I'm not a religious pug or anything, but last Sunday, my nanna invited me to her church for an outdoor pet blessing ceremony. All creatures great and small, and all that. I am now an officially blessed pug.

This is a picture of me sitting still and looking pretty at the ceremony.

Bling bling

People often ask my mummy where my collar came from. You see, my collar is quite unique. My name is spelled out in silver-plated balls, surrounded by 24 bi-cone Swarovski crystals, all painstakingly triple hand-stitched onto the collar. In fact, I have quite a few custom-made pieces of bling bling. I wear them when I go out, especially to the monthly pug meet-up I attend. It helps mummy and daddy find me quicker when there's 20 or so pugs running around like mad. So where do my collars come from? Mummy makes them all for me!