Preparation is Key!

Upon return from a recent trip to San Francisco (which is also why there have been so few posts!) and in light of recent events, I felt it was time to prepare our Emergency earthquake kit.

As you can see, Frank and Bean were QUITE helpful.

Don't worry puglies! Your food was the first thing to go into both our home AND our car kits.

Oh Frank! It is always best to be prepared

Paparazzi!

Oh Frank! Who is so fancy having his picture taken while having big drinks!

This is the only photo I took when many many other photos were being taken of the pugs, perhaps for a magazine!
Oh Frank! Who is so handsome?
Bean, of course, was also quite the star...

Eww...

Why Frank, you seem to be in a laundry basket! What's that your trying to tell me?

Oh yes that's right! You and your brother are a wee bit dirty and need to get spiffed up for your photo shoot tomorrow?
Indeed!

Since a couple of handsome pugs do, in fact, have a photo shoot tomorrow, I agreed with Frank and decided that it was high time that the fellows had a quick bath!

Right. Baths. Not quick actually. The baths themselves take about 15 minutes. And then you have this:

Shrapnel.

And this:

Gross. Gross. Gross. However do two such pampered pugs get so very, very filthy?

Hmm.... no talkers here.

Sorry this blog is so short, but I have to go get out the Ajax with bleach now...

A Trip to Costco

Frank's grandmother and grandfather were in town this weekend, and our final adventure included a trip to Costco to stock up on some supplies. Now, the pugs are always eager when any bag makes its way through the door believing, often accurately, that there might be a treat included for them. However, I do not believe they could have anticipated their own joy upon discovering what was included in this trip along with the 12 rolls of paper towels (used for many pugs induced situations) and 30 rolls of toilet paper (which have nothing to do with the pugs with the exception of the times when it hangs too low and Bean eats it).

That's right! 25 tasty pig ears!!! Yum YUM!!!

Oh Frank! What a big tongue you have there....

Bean couldn't even keep his tail straight he was so taken with figuring out how to ingest his new treat! (I'm pretty sure that were Bean a person there would be no walking and chewing gum for this little fellow...)

Oh Frank. Delicious!


Hazard warning!: Dear readers, if you choose to give your small pup a pig's ear, please make sure to take it away before it reaches a size, usually much too big, that they can swallow whole!!!

Spooning

Sometimes I wonder if bringing Bean home was a mistake as he seems to drive Frank a wee bit bonkers. However, sometimes I don't...

Oh Frank, he does make a rather soft pillow friend...

Sometimes a Helper...

...is really no help at all.

I had a delightful blog about Frank planned. But then Bean kept trying to help.

Let me get a different angle on that...

Dear Bean,
You do not have opposable thumbs and therefore cannot help me type the blog, nor take it over to make it purely about yourself. Also, you are a dog, sort of. Dogs do not sit like this. I guess maybe pugs do. However, you have managed to hijack Frank's blog today, a development about which I am certain he is none too pleased, but which you must surely view with delight.
Love Your Person.

A Long Absence!

Oh Frank followers! We are so sorry for our long absence! February was filled with much work, 2 colds and the flu (for me, not for Frank thank goodness...). However, a schedule of rather regular posts is in the works for March, perhaps every Wednesday and Sunday? I think so!

However, to start us off let me just say that sometimes I am a bad mom. Sometimes, I might do something that amuses me more than the pugs...

For example, sometimes when I am stretching on the floor, and Frank won't leave me alone, I assume that it is because he wants to try on one of my leg warmers...

Oh Frank, you are so handsome in everything you wear!

I was worried that I had traumatized Frank a bit, but upon my return to the room later that day I found a sight to put my heart at ease.

Oh Frank! Who loves a leg warmer!

PS. Sometimes Bean also likes to accessorize...

Oh. Bean. Such eyeballs...

Our New Favorite Frank Photo

Oh Frank. Why are you so darling and delightful?

Frank Joins the Circus!

OR: So Helpful Part #2

I recently ordered myself a new red "tissu" (otherwise know as aerial silk), which is actually not tissue or silk at all but rather a cheap stretchy poly blend used for doing aerial tricks a la Cirque du Soliel, though not nearly that entertaining or spectacle like when I do it. As I was working on the rigging of the end so as to allow it to hang from a ceiling somewhere, Frank decided that HE might like to take up the fine art of performance, with the help of his lovely assistant Bean:

Oh Frank. You do look very handsome against the red, but you are actually not helping me at all! (I have to repeatedly drag the fabric through a loopy thing...) Would you be so very kind as to move?

Frank? Hello?
Hmm. I will take that as a no.
Oh Frank. If only you could touch your tail to your head you would make such a dashing aerialist indeed!

So Helpful!

Occasionally Frank is very helpful. For example, last night he decided to help his dad pack for an upcoming trip:

Oh Frank! I'm not at all sure that this bag will zip up for overhead storage with you inside!

Frank's dad was a wee bit displeased at the thought of taking a plethora of pug hair along with him, and so chased Frank out. However, a few minutes later as I was working at my desk, I heard some tell tale snores coming from just off to my right...

Oh Frank! No! You are not invited on this trip!
Perhaps this is his form of protest? Such a small and handsome conscientious objector!