Happy Birthday, Little Buddy!
Love,
Mom and Dad
Posts Tagged ‘Sid’
The Big SEVEN
So tomorrow, October 4th, is Sid’s 7th Birthday.
Since he reads the blog, I can’t comment exactly on what we have planned, but rest assured his mind will be blown.
“I’m getting SEVEN Birthday cakes, right?”
This upcoming weekend is actually extremely exciting for all of us! Not only will we still be celebrating Sid’s Birthday (he insists we celebrate for at least 1 week), his 1000 Pugs photo shoot is on Sunday. We’re super excited to meet a whole bunch of you pugs, pug people, and pug bloggers “in the fur” as Sid would put it. Not only that, but we’ve got a SPECIAL GUEST (of the pug variety) staying with us next week.
To prepare for all the excitement, we’ve been encouraging Sid to get lots of rest.
HALP.
OMG you guys my Moms is so EMBARRASSING. Like, look at her! All cuddly and smothering with her eyes all closed and I THINK SHE IS INHALING MY EAR SMELLS. Doesn’t she know that I’m an ADULT now! JEEZ LOUISE, MOM!
Like, it’s okay when my one true love Miss Timothy Buttons inhales my ear smells. In fact, I wish she’d do it more often. I inhale Timothy’s ear smells ALL THE TIME but when I ask T-Buttz to inhale my ear smells she’s always like “I’M A BUSY LADY, SIDDHARTHA” and then she goes and chases after her stupid laser pointer or something and when I REMIND her that the laser pointer ain’t gonna tuck her in at night she’s all like “I’M A 21ST CENTURY WOMAN! I CAN TUCK MYSELF IN!” and before I can say anything back she runs into the other room and burrows under a blanket so I just take a deep breath and let her have her space but then, like, fifteen minutes later, after I’ve moved on and started chewin’ on my antler, I suddenly feel her absurdly long tongue floppin’ against the side of my head and and her pretty, pretty muzzle pressed right up against my ear and then I hear her nose take a deep breath…and when she’s done inhaling my ear smells I say, “Timothy Buttons, you complete me.”
“A Timothy Buttons by any other name would smell as sweet.”
Sid is the CHOMPion, My Friends…
And he’ll keep on CHOMPIN’ til the end!
Sid is the CHOMPion! SID IS THE CHOMPION!
No time for CHEWERS ’cause SID is the CHOMPion…OF THE WORLD!!
Yeah, so, uh…how YOU doin’?
Yeah, so now he just hangs out on the back of the couch without requiring a confidence shirt. And I was IN THE ROOM THE WHOLE TIME!
Sid is one bold pug (I’d say he “has balls”, but well, y’know).
What do you think he’s going to try to pull next?
Puglight: Waking Fawn
Sid just found out that Twilight is a thing, and now he thinks the best way to get the ladies is to be a sullen vampire. SIGH.
Waiting for the Bus, or “Sid’s Trust Issues”
I’ve come to the conclusion that Sid has absolutely no faith in our promise to reward him when he does something good. Considering the number of treats this pug gets throughout the day as rewards for doing things as minor as sitting in his bed, I have no idea how and when we lost his trust. Was there some incident in the past when he saved a boy from a well and we totally forgot to give him a treat??? Perhaps he vacuumed up all of his pug fur one weekend and we didn’t even notice, let alone give him a carrot??? Whatever it was, now the pug can’t just patiently wait for his treat when he does something good, as you’ll see in this video of Sid waiting at the bus stop in his travel bag:
