Friday, May 25, 2012

Hasn't she been through enough?

Lola's ear infection and sore throat seem to be better today. Unfortunately her clotting is down even more so the vet has decided to go ahead next week with another treatment. She is eating a little more today but again just not her normal "always into something "self. She did not need this set back with the ears and throat! Please keep the juju coming for her!

Saturday, May 19, 2012

This Is What Got Me In Trouble....Again

It's pretty well known that I can't resist a good Reese's Puff cereal bite so why My Boy left them on the table is beyond me. I mean it was just a given that I was going to help myself.

At this point I was just weighing my options, you know such as how many can I get before someone comes back in the room and catches me.

Then I decided it was worth the risk.

Then I thought I might could hide the evidence better if I moved the whole box to the couch, if caught I could just push those little suckers down in a cushion for later enjoyment.

Then it happened, Thunderfoot Mom showed up and gave me a good scolding. You do notice it isn't have't much effect on me, don't you? Anybody leaves that box down again and I consider it fair game and fair game always means "IT'S MINE" in this house, at least by my rules.

She is still bitchin' and I'm still ignoring but at least she has removed the finger out of my face. She has no idea how many of these things I have managed to get down.

This ladies and gentlemen is what a full belly of Reese's Puff's cereal will do for you. I think I even dream about them.

Friday, May 11, 2012


It's no big secret around here my Mom is lazy, we have discussed this before. She has never sent in my registration papers because she had no intention of breeding me or selling me and they couldn't come up with a name they wanted on the papers. My official name. One of my sisters didn't want her to use the Grace because she wants to name her future daughter Honor Grace. So Mom told her she would drop the Grace and she was back to square one of thinking of a name for me. Then I got sick and so many people helped me out for my first treatment and it made Mom and My Boy think they really needed to send those papers in. But still there was the problem of  the name, she said I had too many aunties and uncles to put on the papers and she was pretty sure the AKC would reject Lola Pug Slut.  Mom and My Boy just couldn't agree so I still didn't get those papers with my official name sent in before my first treatment. That first treatment was very expensive and I have told you all about how the Pug Sluts pitched in to help me leaving me with a whole bunch of new aunties and uncles. Mom says they all own a little piece of me now. But I was still facing 4 more treatments and since the first time around it took more than one the vet told Mom it probably would for the next treatments too because I am slow. I was upset by that remark until Mom explained that it didn't mean I was short bus special just that I was slow to respond to the treatment. Mom was devasted since it took all of the first ChipIn to pay for that first transfer and factor treatment, she just didn't know what she was going to do. Then two very special angels came and  Mom had the money for the second treatment and the portal cleaning too, since I needed an extra dose just as the vet predicted that was covered too. If my clotting test on Monday is low and I have to have a supplement treatment that is covered now too.  So My Boy decided he wanted to have their name included in my official name and Mom thought that was a great idea. Today Mom filled out and sent in the  papers with my official name(we got their permission first of course). I really thought she should have put Duchess in front of it but she mumbled something about people getting me confused with Camilla since we look so much alike, and Prince Charles might not be able to tell us apart and it could cause a royal upheaval at Buckingham Palace so she vetoed any royal titles.

So here it is: My official name on my papers, in honor of my very special guardian angels is:

Lola Devney Jacquelynn Belk

My Rebuttal To Tucker's Post

First let me show pictures to prove I was not in any way trying to eat the little rat. I do admit to having a strong impulse to doing so in the past and a few times attempted it. But Mom says we no longer have a choice because we are driving her crazy (Can someone please tell me how this woman can differentiate between what drives her crazy and what doesn't?  Let's face it she's just crazy. She is in denial and is going to blame us.). So she puts my leash and my pretty pink harness on, have I ever mentioned how beautiful I look in pink? It's my color, custom made for me.  Anyway she then brings us in the same room. Chupacabra isn't leashed or harnessed because according to Mom he doesn't have a criminal past of trying to kill me. Can we get a big round of applause for Mom putting my harness on upside down and not even realizing it until she looked at the pictures? There are some things in this world that just defy explanation, Mom is one of them. So I have my waist and body chains leash and harness on and am forced to "visit" with the Chupacabra. Here are the results of that visit.

See? Totally ignoring him while he is trying to chew his own leg off.

Giving him a "WTF are you thinking, Dude. You're going to need those things to run with if my hormones kick in and I decide you look good enough to eat again"

That's My Boy's arm, he's trying to let me know that he loves us both equally. Not a snowball's chance in hell!

Does he realize how much he looks like a rat?

Geez! One little move and My Boy grabs my upside down harness like he thinks I am Hannibal Lector. I was just raising up to see better, wasn't even attempting to jump the little rat.

Again, not in eat mode, just in breath mode, although considering my past I do understand how My Boy could confuse the two.

You do see him trying to antagonize me, don't you?

I rebuke you in the name of Jesus Satan dog!

Little shit ran back to the sofa and the protection of My Boy!

I can still reach you with my paw dummy!

Oh so you want to get all up in my face, huh?

Oh look, I can actually reach your whole body! Where you running off to now Jose?

So you want to try me in the floor again? I'm game. By the way, nice ass, if you were a pug I might be all over you.

Back to the couch, huh?  I'll just lick your eyeball out!

Awww hell, maybe I will just kiss you instead, we might could be friends after all.

Then it all fell apart, the friendship is over, not my fault this time, I was willing to give the Chupacabra a chance, well at least as long as I was on the leash. I really can't guarantee anything if that leash and harness isn't there. But this, THIS was unforgivable:

First the little rat did this, smelling my butt. Not acceptable!

Did you really think I was going to let you do this to me?  Friendship suspended until he learns better manners.

Sunday, May 6, 2012

Goodbye Yoda, Gracie and Payton!

Mom was so busy with her own illness and now mine that she didn't get a chance to say goodbye to two very special friends that crossed over to the Rainbow Bridge.

And these are for Payton, I told her Mommy I would make her a picture too.

Wednesday, May 2, 2012

Full Belly

So I go out on the back patio, that seriously needs painting, and smell some wonderful smells. Mom has that grill fired up and it smells delicious....

Imma gonna sit right here until it is done....

Don't know how much longer I can wait....

You are sharing those chops, right?

Nothing like a good nap on a full stomach!