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A Funny Feeling

Hey Slope-o-philes!

Sid here today closing out this week. I hope everyone has something fun going on this weekend!

So guys, the other day on my walk I got this peculiar feeling. A feeling like I was being watched.

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Has that ever happened to you? And I don’t mean that usual weird feeling of your human watching you while you poop. I’d already instructed my dad long ago to look away while I do my business so I can have a little privacy. This was something different.

I don’t know, I just had this funny feeling of eyes peering at me. I just can’t figure out why. Hmm…

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P.S. How do you like my NEW MASTHEAD?! It has been a while since I changed it and I had such a fun day at the beach last Friday I thought I’d use a picture from that adventure. I hope you like it!

Fluff and Fold

Over the past couple weeks I had let the dirty laundry build up to unprecedented heights. You know things are bad when you resort to the mismatched pair of socks with the stretched-out elastic from the back corner of your sock drawer. I needed some serious help so I recruited my trusty pug pal for some much-needed assistance.

Sid was surprisingly willing to help. There wasn’t the usual pre-task negotiation of how many baby carrots he’d receive upon completion of the task. He even maintained constant eye contact while I gave him the rundown of his duties.

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Immediately after he received the instructions he rested his head on the edge of the laundry basket and just stared at the pile of clothes. I guess he had realized that it would be difficult to wash and fold mass quantities of laundry without thumbs. He also had forgotten to go to the bank to get a roll of quarters for the machines.

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I told him not to worry about it and that I just appreciated the fact that he’d offered to help. I let him know that I’d handle the washing and folding of the clothes if he could do what he is best-suited for: lay on the piles of warm folded clothes and make sure each one receives a healthy replenishment of pug hair. He gave me a high-five and said he was up for the challenge. We make a great team!

Meet Jeff the Lamassu

Hi friends!

I went on a huge walk the other day to some uncharted territories and came upon a creature I’d never seen before!

A LAMASSU!

NAMED JEFF!

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When I first saw him, I was a intimidated by his size, and all those mixed up animal parts (I didn’t know if should bark at him, run away from him, or beg him for treats) but eventually I mustered up the courage to get closer for a photo op. Jeff was a pretty friendly dude and explained to me that a Lamassu is a hybrid animal consisting of the body of a bull, the wings of an eagle, and the head of a human (complete with lumberjack beard).

Anyway, it got me thinking about what other animal parts I’d like to acquire to turn myself into a SUPER HYBRID. I definitely think wings would be cool – though I think I’d go with hummingbird wings. It would take squirrel-chasing to a whole new level. I’d go with the head of something with a much bigger mouth – like a whale. That way I could gulp down my food with one bite. I think it might be cool to also get some long front arms – like from a chimpanzee. That way I could reach snacks from all those hiding placing much easier!

If you could swap some parts with another animal what would you choose and why?

Slippery When Wet

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Before the much-welcomed warm front came through Chicago, Sid and I got one last opportunity for some ice skating. Well, not really skating since I don’t have any skates and we are not yet living in a world where dog skates exist (although I could be wrong about that).

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So instead of skating on the ice, we just walked very slowly and zombie-like. There were a few near-wipeouts but miraculously we made it across the whole frozen field without any injuries.

Well, ice, it was nice knowin’ ya, but we’re ready for some Spring weather. See ya!

Use the Orbs, Luke!

Hi friends (both of the furry and non-furry variety)!

Sorry, I just woke up so I’m still a little groggy.

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This winter has been great for napping, especially when the sun is blaring in through the windows and dad moves my bed into a sunbeam. Unfortunately though, right now it’s that awful time of day between my post-breakfast nap and lunch with no edibles in my near future.

I feel like getting a snack now. So here’s what I do…

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First, you need to get those eyes nice and shiny. Think of how you’d feel if you weren’t going to get dinner that night. I know, I know – it’s a horrible thought but we need to get those tear glands working! Let your eyes get a nice even gloss to them and open them wide. Now tilt your head to one side, and direct your longing stare towards your human. The glistening orbs of a pug have been proven irresistible to humans, especially when combined with a head tilt, and the treats will soon start flowing.

Sid’s Tips: Hiding Your Valuables

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Most people claim the best place to tuck away your valuables is in a heavy-duty safe or safe-deposit box at a bank. Sid believes otherwise. He suggests the best place to hide your prized possessions (your nylabone for example) is under your head. Yes, you heard him correctly.

I’ve decided to try his approach and currently have my birth certificate and passport stowed under my chin with the help of a large rubberband. I may get odd looks from passersby, but I am comforted in knowing my important items are safe.

Has anyone else tried this tip?

Someone Spoke Too Soon

Well folks…turns out Sid spoke a little too soon. His eye is still bothering him and when I took him to the vet yesterday to see what was up, it appeared that his little injury hasn’t quite completely healed. Well, actually it likely did heal at some point but then when he rubbed or scratched his face he essentially un-did the healing. Ugh. So this is likely 100% my fault because I didn’t subject him to 24-7 cone humiliation. See what happens when you cave in to “pug pressure”?!

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So now we are strictly adhering to the recommended round-the-clock conage and we’re back to administering drops every four hours (that includes in the middle of the night! Perhaps my next post will be at 4am!).

Sid could use any good pug juju you could send his way. We want this little abrasion to heal up completely so he can get back to his normal cone-free existence. Thank you in advance.