Pregnancy perks

I just love it when mom's pregnant. We Buggs benefit quite a bit. Mom slips home from work every once in awhile for a mid-day nap and Molly and I are right there to cuddle. And of course, after the baby comes, Mom gets to stay home with us all day. And you know what that means....multiple walks! In the meantime, Molly has already claimed mom's pregnancy pillow as her own. She thinks it provides just the perfect amount of support! Women...

Weekend at Grandma's

Mom, Brandon, Molly and I went to San Diego for the Labor Day weekend. Man, that's the life!! We sat poolside most days, except for Labor Day, when there was actual rain. It is awfully nice of our Aunt Dutchess to allow us to crash her pad, but she seems to like having us around. I check in on her every once and awhile to make sure we aren't overstaying our welcome.

Brandon has become quite a help around the house. He feeds all three dogs treats. He helps grandpa pick up the poop. And he spreads the hugs all around.

Thanks for a great weekend Grandpa and Grandma

Molly in the yard

Bugsy by the pool

Bugsy with Aunt Dutchess

Poop duty

Redecorating

We are getting ready for baby number two in our house. The first project was to move Brandon into his big boy room. I was the project manager, of course.

We enlisted some very hard-working day laborers--grandma and grandpa--for the weekend. Grandpa Duke and Dad painted the room a new blue color. I was there to oversee the project. If you recall, I was there to assist with the painting of Brandon's nursery over two years ago. That time I got my paws (and fur) dirty, but not this time. Molly and I checked in on their progress every once in awhile. They did a great job.

My mom had a vision for the room and got started right away. Grandma was the seamstress and sewed the drapes and window seat cushion. I was here to let the carpenter in the house, in order to create the built in bookshelves. It all came together. I can't wait to sleep in there. Just like my dog skip.

We have had to change up the nighttime routine a bit. We are all getting used to it. Instead of me sitting on the chair with Brandon during story time, I now hop on the bed with mom and B. Molly usually lays next to the bed, chewing on some sort of toy. We are all really proud of B. He has slept through the night without any problem for over a week now. I've raised him well.

The finished product

The Buggs and B pick out a few books for the first night

Molly is not too sure about this painting stuff

Brandon was happy to help with the "art"

The project manager checking out the taping job

Swim coaches

Our baby brother Brandon had a fear of water earlier this year. So, we Buggs banned together to make sure he conquered that fear. So, when we are grandma's and grandpa's house, we decided to give it a try. Brandon went in the pool in his floaty ( or as he called it, his "bubble") and Molly and I kicked it old school dog paddle style. Molly is always ready to take a dip, but I am a little more reluctant. I did it for Brandon. Brandon thought it was hysterical to see Molly and me swimming, so he was laughing and loving the pool right away. Brandon has been in the water nearly everyday since. Mission accomplished.

God Bless the USA

Summer fun

It's hot again, so Molly insisted that her pool be brought out again. Brandon was very excited about it. So excited that he just hopped right in with his shoes still on. So now, every day after school Brandon comes home to have a splash day with us buggs. Molly just gets right in, but I'm a little more cautious. But Brandon splashes me in my face anyway. At least it cools me down! This heat is hard on us flat nosed buggs!

Such a good sport

A good sport. That's what I am. Brandon practically tackles me with hugs. He tries to poke my bugg eyes. He backs up against me when we're lying in bed. He laughs in my face. And he's always trying to put his hats on me. Now, I have never been one to balk at the perfect outfit, but this is getting to be a bit much. Although, I'll admit, I can rock a baseball cap!

Underbite contest

As you probably have noticed, I have a rather pronounced underbite. I wasn't born with one. It just sort of emerged one day! It's quickly become one of my most endearing features. I mean, people stop us in the dog park and comment on it. People post comments on it in my facebook account. So today, my brother Brandon and I had an underbite contest. He was trying to make one, but he didn't even come close! Keep practicing...

Reunited...and it feels so good

For my most loyal followers, you will recall that my first true love was Miss Chelsea Jones. A fair haired, curvaceous Pug, who stole my heart. We had a week long affair when she stayed at my house. We showered together, slept together, ate together, played together. We were a match made in heaven.

Well, life moved on and Chelsea and I have been apart for a few years. Our lives have changed dramatically. We both have new fur siblings and new human siblings. It's been too busy to get together again.

But today, we were reunited once again. Molly and I made the trip down south to see my love. She looked lovely. It will be an afternoon I remember forever.

Chelsea and Bugsy...the couple that pants together stays together

The new siblings, Molly and Yoda

A pug party

Happy Birthday to Me

I'm 4 today. That makes me 28 in dog years. That means I am the same age as my Uncle Randy. I may be a little more grey in the muzzle. My underbite a little more pronounced. My bounce a little less bouncy. But I am still the same sweet Bugg I started out to be. In fact, I think I get better with old age. Like wine. Or an unearthed rawhide!