Poke.

Who wants to guess where Frank is here?

Oh Frank. Sigh. MUST you poke your eye as SOON as we get to California?

Well, at least we have discoverd the veterinarians here! And I do believe he will be no worse for wear. Ophthalmologist on Monday, though not our beloved Dr. Sullivan from home :(.

Soooo...

I just got this text from my sister who is allowing the Frank to stay with her and her family during the day:

"Someone is being naughty."

A bit ominous as you may imagine. Then the picture rolled in:

FRANK! You do NOT belong on a small person's table and WHERE is that cheese stick that was just there! At least be sneaky and stay on the floor! You are a VERY bad pug!!!

Oh Frank! What's that? You are being so helpful and helping to read a story to a little little person?

Was that before or after you jumped up on the table and ate her peanut butter and jelly sandwich? Or stole her cheese stick out of her hand? Or got your head stuck in a cracker box?

Frank! Your looks will only take you so far! You must BEHAVE if you want to be a welcome house guest!

Test #2!

Ok Frank fans, hold on to your hats! We seem to have figured out mobile blogger from the iPhone! That's right! Frank will now be featured ON THE GO.

Note the picture in the post below where Frank is getting ready for his travels in his handy travel house as Bean sadly looks on. Oh Bean! It IS so sad to leave you behind, but you will join us for adventures of all kinds in just a few weeks when your mussed up leg is all healed up and ready for the California sun!

Test post!

We've Arrived!

In California!

Here we see Frank scouting out our new favorite coffee shop by work! I am sad to say that the Bean will not be joining us here for another month due to the fact that the little rascal broke his foot. Oh Bean. Not Awesome.

We are also exploring mobile blogging so that we don't get so darn behind on the posts as the busy times set in - and wouldn't it be exciting to have a daily California Adventure???

Broken PuG!

....AAAAAND 20 days later here we are. Well, it has been an eventful time. Most notably because of this:

Yep. Bean seems to have broken his wee paw somehow on a dog park adventure. We aren't sure if he got stepped on or simply ran too hard, but the Bean is on rest for 6-8 weeks and is DISpleased. Though, perhaps not as displeased as Frank and I as we have been WAITING AND WAITING AND WAITING for the sun to come out so that we could all go to the doggie beach. It didn't seem so sad the first week because it was raining... though I do think that Bean was rather less than delighted:

Bean! What Christmasy rain gear you have! In July.

But for the last 3 days the sun has been out and it has been beautiful. SAD. Well, at least we got to go swimming last year. Please allow me to invite you down memory row with Bean since he won't be going this year:

Bean! Such a fine young swimmer. We had such hopes that this year you would learn to turn about in the water rather than swimming out to sea with your frantic parents diving in after you due to your inability to conquer the finer points of physics.... Oh well, there's time to learn next year I suppose...

Lazy Days....

Frank! Bean! The sun is shining for the first time in months! Shall we perhaps go outside and frolic about?

No response...hmm... maybe if I pull the covers back the pugs will want to rise and shine!


Really?
Oh Frank, how rather undistinguished of you. Did you forget again that you are not a small furry person and therefore perhaps should not attempt to sleep like one? Note The Bean beside you (who also, one might note, did not respond when encouraged to greet the morning) curled up a bit more as a pug might be.

Sigh. Well, I guess the best thing to do in this case would be to climb back in along side the furry gents. Who could resist a bed of pugs with whom to snuggle?!?