Thanksgiving...

Oh my. Tryptophan does appear to have an effect on pugs.

As does lying in the sun in California... Oh Frank, what a fine life you lead!

(Sadly, we had to leave The Bean behind with a delightful pug sitter as he was not totally vaccinated.)

Frank has an announcement....

...and he is rather startled and displeased.

His suspicion started last week when a strange new set up appeared. As Frank went to investigate, I believe the alarm started to ring. (Though he did, in fact, rather enjoy the new heated dog bed that he found in this crate...)

And then, something truly startling appeared.

Oh no. Oh Frank. What is happening?

Everyone, much to Frank's displeasure, it is time to introduce The Bean.

I am afraid that Frank's dad and I decided that, as Frank's vision is getting worse and as he was seeming a little lonely, it might be time to bring home a seeing eye pug.

Frank's reaction has looked much like this:

Yup. I believe that translates to: "what in the world did I do to make you betray me so?"

Oh Frank! We got The Bean to make you happy!!!

Frank was NOT happy when The Bean tried to take his rooster,

(sorry about the quality, they move so FAST!)

nor was he happy when The Bean discovered that he could pull on the fun red leash and Frank would follow him about,

NOR was he happy when Christmas Turtle was unceremoniously snatched out from under him during his nightly chew.

Oh Frank. I do think that over time you may just learn to love The Bean.
I hope? Oh my.

There's that look again.

Peanut Butter!

On a cold and rainy day there is not much that Frank enjoys more than an afternoon nap. In fact, this past week, while I was home sick, he refused to get out of bed or even to open his eye at the end of nap time.


Oh Frank, whatever shall we do? No one enjoys such slothful behavior!

Suddenly, before my poorly developed human ears could even detect a trace of noise, Frank's eye flew open! (Well, flew may be a bit of an overstatement.)

He had heard the postman, and it is as if he could detect, even from beneath the sheets, that there might be something special in store.

Sure enough...

Oh Frank, whatever is it that you have there? It seems that Frank's grandma had discovered a new recipe for peanut butter cookies. Now, not only is a peanut butter cookie chocolate free, but also, peanut butter is one of Frank's all time favorite foods.

Oh my. Someone was not pleased to be kept waiting as I snapped a photo or 3...

I assure you that this cookie did not last more than 5 seconds after this picture was taken.
Oh Frank. Delicious!

Study Hall

Not only has the weather here not been delightful, it has actually been rather dramatic and scary. Due to some rather loud claps of thunder, which is rare around here, Frank was feeling a bit clingy and cold last night as I tried to study. He tried climbing in my lap, but you can imagine how helpful that was, and so he got his very own study helper set up....

...complete with personal space heater.
(Frank! Sticking your tongue out, how rude!)

Oh Frank, you might be rather spoiled.

Happy Halloween?

Oh Frank...no, not a Happy Halloween at all!

Frank was not pleased this Halloween, perhaps it is because he was wearing his 3 year old hoodie, yet again; no one likes a worn out look after all!