The Life Aquatic

I think it is safe to say that some of you may be wondering to yourselves, "Hmm. I wonder what Frank would look like were he to suddenly become a fish."

The time has come to boggle your brains no longer!

Violá!

Frank in fish form! Oh, and what a handsome aquatic specimen he is!

Someone was rather alarmed at the thought of living in the water...

Oh Frank! Don't worry! I am not going to make you swim about in an aquarium for everyone to admire, though you would make a very dashing center piece!

The Answer Key!

I zoomed and lightened... just in case anyone missed seeing the handsome fellow!

Where's Frank?

Perhaps this can be the new prototype for Where's Waldo...

Frank's Recipe For Fun

Add one part giant chain toy,

one part young, energetic puppy, and...

...Violá! A moving toy!

Oh Frank! What delightful fun for everyone!

Christmas #2

Oh Frank! What is that you have stuck about your neck? Is it your new Christmas present, the two pug chain toy? I do believe that it is!

I thought that Frank would be less than amused when I realized that this fit comfortably over his head, however, he actually didn't seem to mind at all. In fact, he found it much easier to locate the next rung down on which to tug...

and indeed, he still had quite a lot of freedom with which to frolic.

(While also amusing The Bean for quite some time, a very nice break for the humans in the household.)

Oh my. That may be a look of distress. Time to take it off I think....

After opening presents we went on a delightful Christmas romp in the sunshine (sorry all of you in the Midwest, but at least there IS something magical about a white Christmas!)

Frank got rather exhausted on on the way home and stopped walking, or perhaps he was upset about The Bean's dashing new sweater. Either way, it was clear that the needed a little extra love and attention and so he did get a bit of a lift. His dad did not approve.

Oh Frank! So nice to get some sunshine on your pugly belly!

By the end of the day all Frank wanted was a some peace on his little corner of the earth, but someone was making it rather hard...

Oh Frank! you are so sleepy that all of your wrinkles are gathering and you can't even keep your eye open!

Eventually there was a collapse which not even The (rather menacing) Bean could keep at bay. Oh Frank, what a handsome pug you are indeed all curled in a ball. If only everyone could curl up and spoon you, how could there NOT be peace and joy on earth?

Christmas #1

Someone was very helpful in the kitchen this morning...

he caught lots of flour on his back so that it never hit the floor....

cleaned up whipped cream the second that it did hit the floor...

...and taught his new little brother how to clean an egg beater (yes, that is Frank on the left, rather hard to catch a tongue in motion when it is moving that fast. Perhaps a National Geographic photographer could give me some tips on capturing such a quick and fascinating creature in motion?).

Oh Frank! What a helpful and furry elf you are indeed!

The Christmas Spirit

To say that it has been busy around here would be a rather large understatement. Never the less, Frank and I do apologize for the lack of posts in the last two weeks, it has been a bit of an adjustment getting used to the wee Bean... let's have a look shall we?

Oh Frank, what is that you say? You started off the relationship with denial, trying to hide from the Bean?

(Looking dramatically morose I might add.)

Oh my. Well. That didn't work at all. In fact, I believe that the Bean is pictured here standing directly upon your head.

Frank has, in fact, spent the better part of these past two weeks sulking. However, it seems that he is very gradually learning that there are some advantages to having a rather pudgy playmate who will, for example, tug on Pheasant for HOURS...

and who will snuggle up to help keep him warm.

Not to mention that someone looks quite dapper in Frank's first puppy coat - and look! Coordinated opposites! Ooo.

In this case the boys were dressed to go and pick up our Christmas tree, which Frank, as you can see, was MOST helpful in decorating...

Oh Frank. You don't look at all in the Christmas spirit... perhaps an eggnog latte would cheer him along.

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!