Damnit, I missed a day! I will have to make up for it by posting two times today!
This morning I was walking to work with Steve (he walks me to work in the mornings, awww) and we get maybe 50 feet from my office building when we hear it:
From a man who owns this Chinese import business in the building next to us. It wasn’t even subtle, it was so loud that I threw some of my coffee on myself. I mean, if you’ve got to fart, try and slip it out, but this guy almost seemed proud of it! Shame on your bum, sir. Shame on you. It almost sounded like one of those farts where you accidently shit yourself a little. I can’t get the sound out of my head.
But enough about farts, let’s talk about pugs!
Winston seems to waver between very smart and dumb. Don’t ask me how. Sometimes he does really dumb dog stuff, and then he’ll surprise me 10 minutes later by doing something genius. Like When he gets so excited that he runs to jump on the couch and then bounces off because he only put 30% into the jump. But then he’ll do something that wows me, like when you pet him and stop for a minute, and then he slaps your hand with his paw a few times to be like, “Hey, hey! We’re not done here!”
Now that I think of it, Zelda does the same thing. She’ll be so set on trying to catch a treat in her mouth that she will fall flat on her ass but always keep her eye on the food. I watched her completely topple over while trying to catch a ball yesterday. But she actually knows how to communicate with people. Like when she wants you to throw a toy, she’ll set it ON you and whine at you, while looking at you and the toy, all the while probably thinking, “Piece it together, GEEZ!”