Archive for August 19th, 2008

Le Pug Meme

Like a lot of the pug owners out there, I have been tagged to complete this delightful pug meme.


1) How did you first learn about Pugs?

I think that I first learned about pugs from my friend Steve (not the bf). He would tell me stories in college about his pug named Tori (aka. The Notorious P.U.G.).  Before that I maybe only really noticed Frank the Pug in Men in Black.

2)  What made you get a Pug?

I found out I was allowed to get a dog in my last apartment and IMMEDIATELY I wanted a pug.  I never even considered another dog.  They have the best faces!  And who doesn’t love a pug?!  I’ll tell you who: BAD PEOPLE, JERKS, and IDIOTS!  A friend told me not to get one, that they were pretty sassy, but I wanted one anyway.  In retrospect, yes, pugs are sassy sometimes, but all of the love and joy they bring make up for anything maybe not-so-nice that they do.

3) Most memorable moment with your Pug (s).

Zelda: I’d say the most memorable moment with Zelda is when we went to pick her up.  It was winter and it was super cold out.  We drove about 45 min across town to go get her from the friend of the breeder who had brought her into town (she lived near Edmonton).  When the little girl brought Zelda to the door she was SOOOOO WITTLE!  She was 2.5 pounds and was sooooo stinky!  I almost died when I saw her because she was so little and cute and oh my goodness, I want to cry just thinking about it!


Winston used to really like to eat cat poop out of the cat’s litter box.  At first we thought it was sort of funny, but then he started to get really bad gas.  It was like gas to the second power because the poop air had already been in the cat’s butt, and now it was passing through Winston.  One night we had a living room full of people over for video games or something.  Winston was cuddling with some of our friends on the sofa when he let out the most horrendous silent but deadly fart that the world has ever known.  The smell of it was SO bad that one of our friends actually left because they couldn’t handle the smell!

4)  What is the most important thing Pugs (or dogs) have taught you

PATIENCE.  Oh Lord, patience.  But that’s good.

5)  Best Thing You Ever Did For Your Pugs….aside from loving them, keeping them healthy & happy, and giving them a great life

I’m going to go with the Dog Whisperer lady!  Oh man, I am seriously loving walks with the pugs now.  It used to be pretty stressful, but over the past week it has been a real pleasure to walk them.  I don’t know that I’ll be able to walk them together for a while (while by myself) but I know that the advice I got from this woman will be the best thing I’ve done for my little puggies.

There’s nothing I can do

Tonight is one of the few times I’ve wanted to punch out a complete stranger.

After maybe 10 minutes of training with the dogs in the lobby of the building, I take them out into the park in front of my apartment building, which is basically just a cement area. Good training ground, no?

And they were doing SO good. Listening to commands. Sitting. Turning when I turned.

And then the shit hit the fan.

While I am working with the dogs, this woman comes by with her fluff dog (I have no idea what kind of dog it was). I think, okay, she’ll pass by, as my dogs are sitting really nicely. But no. She stops. And my dogs turn and see this dog. And smell the dog, and then Zelda starts barking. At this point I say, “okay, this is nice, but I am training my dogs and you need to move along and get out of here because my dog has been attacked and I am working with her.” To which this lady kind of giggles and stands there with her dog.

Then Zelda starts screaming.


She doesn’t move.

I say the same thing about 10 times. She doesn’t move.

At this point Zelda is FLIPPING OUT, Winston is trying to get to this other dog and slips out of his harness.


I am basically saying anything to get her to go away. She doesn’t go. SHE KEEPS STANDING THERE AND LAUGHS A LITTLE LAUGH WHILE WINSTON CHASES HER DOG AND ZELDA SCREAMS.

I manage to corall Winston and sit on him (gently, don’t worry) and I am aaaaalmost screaming at this woman, “GET OUT OF HERE!” while waving my hands in an away motion. Now you might think, why didn’t *I* get out of there? Well because my dogs are flipping out and one of them is out of his harness and I can’t move because I am sitting on my dog, and it basically took 10 seconds for Zelda to go from calm to apeshit scared.

I can’t believe that just happened. I wanted to just shove this woman over. She clearly didn’t speak English AT ALL, so the whole time I am motioning “AWAY!!! AWAY!!!!!!!!!” and she DOESN’T GET IT.

FUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUCK. Not only is it embarassing, it’s EXTREMELY stressful for the dogs, and I couldn’t help them because this woman WOULD NOT LEAVE ME ALONE.

I want to scream, myself now! I’m just thinking, WHAT ELSE COULD I HAVE DONE?! I don’t think I could have done anything else and not ended up shoving this woman away from me. And what’s worse is that if it were someone who understood english, it would have been fine, but somehow the one person walking there dog by me happens to not speak a WORD.

I need to go punch my bed.

Anything you can do, I can do stinkier.


This city stinks, as in smells really bad.

I can’t get over how bad some parts of downtown Vancouver smell.  Some of the things I’ve smelled I can’t even figure out because they are these grotesque combinations of so many repulsive smells that it’s hard to even decipher.  You might be asking why I even try to decipher the smells, but really there’s nothing else I CAN do while walking through these wafts of Hell.

Yesterday when I walked to work I’d say about 80% of the time I was trying not to breathe too deeply so that I didn’t inhale too much garbage/poop smell. But really?  Talking about poop smells isn’t that fun, so I shall move to other things.

It’s raining today, which is like a frigging MIRACLE to me.  I want to go dance in the rain.  This is like OPTIMUM temperature now for me.  I can walk home without wanting to die in a pool of sweat, and I can actually sleep with a blanket!  Bring on the blankets and the sweaters!  Maybe I can even start up knitting if it goes cold out here!  I tried knitting in heat and it was really a NO GO.  The thought of touching wool was making me ill!

Also?  The sammich I am eating is gross.  Though, a lot of food is gross to me right now.  It’s because of the meds, so I am basically trying to cram a titload of food into my system so that I don’t, you know, DIE of starvation.  I think I was up at around midnight on the weekend thinking, “what did I eat today?” and I basically had only eaten one burrito and some crackers and cheese.  It wasn’t even a fancy burrito, it was just a crappy frozen one!  I was like, hmm, I’ve eaten like 500 calories….no wonder I feel like ASS.  I’ve managed to lose 2 pounds though, so I dunno, that’s pretty cool.  I put on some shorts from last year that were tight at the beginning of the summer, and I’m all like, “Heeeey, check it out, there’s space in my shorts for a hamburger!”  

I’m currently trying to figure out how to actually grocery shop effectively.  I think they should teach you this in school, because frankly my grocery shopping varies so much that in one go I can spend like $190, but at the end of two weeks there’s like ZERO food in the apartment.  I can’t even tell if that’s a lot of money for 2 weeks for 2 people?  Is it?  Shit.  I have no idea.  I’m going to try and up the “super good for you” veggies, and maybe even pick up a veggie cookbook or something.

I read an article on the BBC or MSN or some other acronym website I can’t remember  that was talking about being able to eat vegan for $7 a day, to which I basically spat at my computer.  How is that possible?!  I read on and they explained a week of meals, some of which said that you should eat eggs and potatoes for lunch.  WHAT?  Eggs and potatoes?!  What kind of a shit-ass lunch is that?!  And when do you put eggs and potatoes together, except at breakfast?!  And HOW do I take eggs and potatoes to work for lunch?!  Am I supposed to scramble an egg and like, boil a potato?  That sounds like a TERRIBLE lunch.  I think they should have titled the article “How to eat really plain food and have no fun on $7 a day.”

August 2008
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