Monday, December 22, 2008

The Weather Outside IS Frightful

Oh such dramatic weather we are having!
I know that I have posted snow pictures before, but really, and inch or two is all we EVER get, if we get anything here. Even in Colorado over Thanksgiving the snow was nothing like this. Frank had a bit of trouble navigating at first...

but he very quickly warmed up and became quite nimble and quick indeed:

Oh Frank! You are so very adaptable! (I particularly enjoy the back leg bunny hop) Who says that natural selection would have wiped out the pug?

Well, I am sad to say that we are preparing to leave Frank for 3 nights. We are off to Omaha in the VERY early AM, IF we actually get out, and it is too many hours in the travel house for a wee pug - very sad, he would love to visit his other grandparents! Perhaps someday there will be a direct flight!

We would however, like to wish everyone a Merry Christmas and/or Happy Holiday !

Oh Frank, you don't look pleased at all for such a handsome reindeer.

Wednesday, December 17, 2008

Frank the Sloth

Since Frank and I are assuming that anyone who visits this blog must surly enjoy things that are small, furry, and handsome, we felt that each and every visitor would very much enjoy this clip (sent from a delightful work colleague who is, I believe in my heart, quite a fan of Frank).

It is hard to believe that this originally came from a website called Yes. That is, in fact, a real website. However, since the delightful video that Frank wishes for you to see is no longer the first on the page (replaced by some baby, who is NOT furry) we are linking you directly to the youtube video... I highly recommend watching the full minute and 16 seconds.

Once you have watched the video, Frank would like you to remember that he too can fall asleep like a baby sloth:
And yes, that is a spot of Frank drool on my shirt.

Sunday, December 14, 2008

A Guilty Party

Oh hey! Hey, why are you looking at me?

Have I seen the what? What whipped cream?

Oh Frank, if only your tongue licked down as well as up...

Wednesday, December 10, 2008

From Russia with Love

Babushka (as defined by Merriam-Webster online): an elderly Russian woman, often portrayed wearing a kerchief or headscarf.

Oh my.
I think we may have found Frank's Halloween costume for next year. We don't even need to paint on any wrinkles. Though technically that is a leg warmer, not a kerchief...

Saturday, December 6, 2008

The Holiday Blues

It's that time again!

Time to bring out the Christmas decorations at home!
The first thing out of the box were Frank's Christmas toys which are tucked away each year so as to trick Frank into thinking that they are brand new the next year. I must admit that Frank does not look very convinced. Or pleased.
Perhaps this is because, in truth, he is rather depressed. After spending just over a week at his vacation home with constant large amounts of people, walks in the park off leash, food falling on the floor, a place at the table, and toasty fires in the fireplace, it is fairly safe to say that this small pug is displeased to be home...

This has been his regular position:

...sulking oh so dramatically in front of the space heater. Every so often he peers up at me in order to remind us that CLEARLY this is a completely unacceptable substitution.

Yes Frank, I know. Your life is very hard.
(Please note in picture: 3 people, toasty fire, warm carpet, happy pug)

In an effort to cheer Frank up, I purchased him a festive new holiday collar; you may have enjoyed noticing this in the earlier pictures.

Oh FRANK! Stylish and festive indeed!
Though this purchase warms the cockles of my heart, I am pretty sure that Frank has remained unimpressed.

In another effort to cure Frank's depression, we did spend much of the evening last night at home with him decorating our very small tree (we will be in Omaha for Christmas, so needed only a wee version. Sadly, though invited, Frank will be here with the tree and a delightful pug sitter as the flight to Omaha is 2 planes and would mean about 10 hours in the travel house.)

Alas, Frank was less than enthused about the tree as well.

But Frank! You are so well represented this year!

Please note that the giver of this delightful ornament took it into her creative hands to Sharpie out one of the eyes so as to make a most accurate representation:

Frank, it seemed, remained unmoved...

Oh dear... perhaps some eggnog latte would cheer him up and on...

Tuesday, December 2, 2008

A Very Helpful Pug....

With Thanksgiving over and Christmas on the way it was with much delight that Frank and I awoke to a thin layer of snow on the ground! We don't get a whole lot of snow in our corner of the country, sadly, so this was rather exciting for all parties involved. Or at least it was exciting for Frank. And for me.

To celebrate the Winter Wonderland, the family decided that it was time to break out the Christmas decorations. Frank eagerly accompanied us to the nursery where we picked up the garland, and when we got home he was very instrumental in observing the first chapter of the decorating...

Now Frank! No one likes to work under the pressure of such a scrutinizing eye!

Once the garland was satisfactorily in place, Frank felt free to enjoy the snow. First he tried, as any true pug would, to see if it was delicious and to ingest as much as possible....

Oh Frank! So delicious and refreshing!

He then attempted to run at pug mock ten in circles around the yard which resulted in a rather catastrophic wipe out...

Oh my, well at least it was on the right side of his face. No one enjoys frostbite on their only eyeball.

And then! It was time for Frank's new favorite game: "Wherever did the ball go?"

(I may recommend that you turn off the volume for this as there is rather constant commentary from the family about nothing in particular going on for it's full duration, loudly, in the background, and I can not for the life of me figure out how to edit the frickin' thing)

Now, being that Frank is so young, handsome, and bright, he did eventually figure out the mystery of the snowball, at which point, again with true pug delight, he proceeded to consume as much as possible. (Again, I apologize for the shoddy camera work and the fact I that could not edit these cinematic masterpieces down a bit. Try not to get motion sick.)

Oh so tasty!

After his most exhausting and rugged day in the outdoors, Frank was ever so worn out and chilled that he was forced to find the warmest place possible for the rest of the night.

(Please note the large pile of new Colorado toys under the chair)
Oh Frank. It is very hard indeed to be you.