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Non-Stop Summer Action

Hi there, my dearest denizens of Pug Slope!

I hadn’t had a chance to catch my breath from my last few adventures when I was hit smack in the nose-flap with another round.

First off, I got to kick up my paws at Osterman Beach again.

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This unusually-cool June weather has been PERFECT for pug adventures. The sun may have been shining brightly but the temps weren’t too high there was a nice breeze to keep me from overheating. I also brought along my trusty rusty water dish for mid-adventure refreshment. And then when I was done gulping down all the water flipped my dish over and used it to make sand castles. At least that’s what I attempted to do.

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I had heard tales of tantalizing discarded hot-dog tid-bits and pizza crusts lurking in the tall grasses that border the sand but my search wasn’t very fruitful. Er, wasn’t very hot-dog-ful. Or crusty. Still, it was fun to smell all those great beach scents and to squish the sand between my toes.

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So, not only did I get to go to the beach, BUT I ALSO GOT TO GO ON…

(make sure you are sitting down, folks)…

A BOAT!!!

And not just any boat, but A BOAT FILLED WITH DOGS!!!

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I’m sorry to tease you with just one photo, which was taken by one of the other pug’s parent, but my human still hasn’t pulled our photos from the camera. I’ll tell you all about the boat ride in my next post.
Until then, eat treats and prosper.

Legging it to Lincoln Park

To celebrate Father’s Day on Sunday, Sid and I decided to venture into some uncharted territory. Well, uncharted for him anyway. We hoofed it over to the El station, he hopped into his tomato-red travel bag, and we zipped off on the El train down to Lincoln Park.

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The sun was bright and the air was warm, so I came prepared with some ice cold water and a small dish so Sid could frequently rehydrate his pug mug throughout our excursion. We exited the train at Diversey and walked East towards the lakefront. By the time we got to the North Pond, Sid and I were both ready for an H2O break and a good ol’ fashioned sit.

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We found a nice shady spot where Sid immediately became best friends with his little water dish. We relaxed by the North Pond and watched the birds and other wildlife go about their daily affairs.

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After our batteries had recharged we completed the circle around the whole pond, through all the interesting native gardens near the Peggy Notebaert Nature Museum. In those wonderful gardens we saw lots of songbirds, butterflies, ducks and ducklings, and even a turtle!

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The heat was getting to Sid by that point so we started heading back to the El station. Instead of taking the direct route down Diversey, we leisurely zig-zagged down the shady tree-lined side streets. All of a sudden we came upon this wonderfully ornate mansion on Wrightwood Avenue.

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My photo doesn’t really capture it well as I couldn’t get the whole facade in the frame as the home is massive. It is known as the Francis J. Dewes House, was built in 1896 for its namesake, and is a registered Chicago landmark. The house next door, which is also from the 1890′s and is a registered Chicago Landmark, was built by Francis’s brother, August Dewes. It is also very ornate and the mansard roof was spectacular.

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About a block away from the El station, we took a little break in a shady patch of grass. Sid gulped down the remaining drops of our cool water supply and then proceeded to flop onto his side for a belly rub! It was really funny. He got plenty of “awwws” from passersby.

We had a great day! Hope to have another adventure like this again soon.

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Splish Splash

How about those thunderstorms?!?!

If you live anywhere near the midwest you know what I’m talking about. We had some intense rainfall and thunderstorms the past few days. The plants around our neighborhood were certainly happy and it seems like anything green and leaved has doubled in size. The pug, however, wasn’t super thrilled about the rain and we had a couple walks where we both ended up drenched and miserable. Although once the rains stopped we were greeted with a gorgeous morning of fresh air, blue skies, and soft breezes.

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There were also lots of sweet puddles throughout Winnemac Park which I think in Sid’s mind made up for all the trauma he experienced trying to poop while getting soaked the night before.

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Did anyone else go play in some puddles today?

Twist and Shout

Get on your dancing shoes, everyone!

It’s time to TWIST & SHOUT! Sid said he’ll take care of the twist part.

Here he goes…

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Nice job Sid!

Now it’s your turn to SHOUT, BARK, or maybe just sneeze really loudly…

De-skunked

Hi there everyone! Sid reporting today.

Don’t worry folks, I didn’t actually get sprayed by a skunk; I just smelled like I had been sprayed. Directly and repeatedly. I guess weeks of skipping my usual scrub-down had left me with that dreaded “wet dog” smell, even when I was completely dry. In my experience, you are more likely to be showered with treats and belly rubs when you are fluffy and smell like coconuts than when you look greasy and smell like an old sock. My dad and I both agreed it was time for a bath.

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As you can see, I’m usually not very pleased when I first get put in the tub. But once the warm water starts flowing and the suds start bubbling up, I get very relaxed. I might even start purring. But my energy starts to get a boost during rinse-off, and once the towel comes out I’m a full-blown maniac. My legs operate independently and at different speeds. I think it might have something to do with that fact that after I’m dried off I get bombarded with treats (My dad just said “Well, DUH!”).

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Snow Cone

Thank you all for sending the good pug juju! I’m sure it is helping heal Sid’s eye abrasion.

How about all this snow?! It certainly is incredible. We went from zero inches to about 20 in just one day (Sunday). Personally I think it’s amazing. Although I’d imagine I might be feeling different if I didn’t work from home and had to attempt to commute through the snow. Many cars parked on the streets are still deeply buried and may stay that way until Spring.

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If you’re wondering why Sid has a salad container on his head, it’s my latest invention – the STOUT SNOUT CONE (patent pending)! See, a regular-length cone is fine for dogs that have normal size snouts, but flat-faced breeds have no joy when trying to sniff out the ideal “business spot”; they just can’t get close enough to the target. With the STOUT SNOUT CONE, your flat-faced friend can sniff the trees with ease. What do you think?!

Satellite of Pug

Hi everyone! Sid here today. And it will probably be that way for a while now.

See, I’ve banned my dad from the computer until he removes this goofy plastic satellite dish from my head.

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About two weeks ago I got a tiny scratch on my eyeball and my dad took me to the vet. It actually didn’t really bother me much and the vet said the abrasion looked very shallow. They gave my dad a bottle of eye drops to dispense into my glossy orb four times per day to prevent infection while it healed. They also said that I had to wear a cone – though they called it an “E-Collar” (probably to confuse me) – so I wouldn’t mess around and scratch my eye further.

For two weeks, four times a day, my dad would corner me into the bathroom and squirt a drop or two of the meds into my eye. Let me tell you – those drops were flipping annoying so I made the situation as difficult as possible by TIGHTLY CLOSING my eye and flailing around like one of those air dancers you see outside of car dealerships. But my dad is very persistant and eventually a drop would find its way into my eye. Then I’d have to immediately don this ridiculous contraption. My eye actually didn’t bother me much (it only felt weird for a few minutes after the drops went in) so I only had to be humiliated for about a half an hour after each dose. THANK GOODNESS. I don’t know what I might have had to resort to had I been subjected to the vet-recommended 24-hour cone treatment. Eat the couch? Poop on my dad’s pillow? It might have just come to that.

Well, my eye has healed up very well and at my last check-up the vet said my eye looked like nothing ever happened. Woo hoo!

But before I take this goofy cone off for good, I have a small request. Trust me, it will be hilarious.

I want everyone to sing along with me to Lou Reed’s “Satellite of Love” but instead of singing the real lyrics on the chorus, let’s all sing: “Bom Bom Bom, Satellite of Pug!”. A one, a two, a one, two, three…

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