Winston On Pugs: very brief thoughts

2009-05-04T21:01:00.000-07:00

Announcing: The 2009 Pug Gala!!
The infamous pug gala is this Saturday, May 9!

Cosette will be defending her kissing championship, and looking to improve her 2008 record of 102 kisses in 60 seconds.

The pug gala benefits Seattle Pug Rescue, so even if you are not interested in witnessing the reigning Pug Kissing Champion, you should come, it's for a good cause! Not everyone can be a pug foster parent, but everyone can help a foster pug!!

/s/ Winston, Grand Duke of Pugsworth and Cosette Colbert d'Bonapug (this is a rare team post - only for a good cause)

Happy 1st Forever Home Day Anniversary Cosette!

2009-04-26T21:13:00.001-07:00

2009-04-13T20:28:00.001-07:00

A Rockin' Easter Par-Tay!!!
My parents always have taken me to this rocking place called Camp Charlie for Easter, and the accompanying hunt. This year was no different, except the Stray tagged along.

This is us eating the some of the treats hidden in the grass.

That's the Stray playing with some dog. Notice the wide open spaces. The Stray made use of the vastness.

This is Cosette's BFF Kirby. He's just about her age and has just about the same energy level.

I was having fun playing alone with my ball, but I decided to allow this pug to play with me.

Here is Cosette, wild mountain pug of Guadalajara, scanning the horizon for her next prey.

This is Cosette nearly becoming prey. Actually, this dog was nice but seemed to be a bit much for even a psychopath like Cosette.

We also went swimming in the river. I ran right in and started fetching sticks, I love swimming and I remembered how to do it right away.

Cosette was more comfortable on the shore. Go figure we finally found something that she is afraid of...water, unless its in the shower with Mommy. Hope everyone else had a good Pug-Easter.

Snarf everydog later,

/s/ Winston, Grand Duke of Pugsworth

2009-03-16T21:03:00.000-07:00

Happy St. Pugtricks Day!!

Me and Cosette hope you all get lots of green cookies today! If the humans are good for anything, it's making up lots of days which are to be celebrated by eating lots of food.

Snarf everydog later,

/s/ Winston, Grand Duke of Pugsworth

2009-03-03T20:46:00.000-08:00

HAPPY BIRTHDAY COSETTE!!!
Our baby girl is ONE today!! It's hard to believe but Duchess Cosette Colbert d'Bonapug is officially no longer a pup!

Here she is at 2 weeks old, the day we picked her out. We had no idea that kind of terror that was in store for us ... or Winston.

Here she is at 3 weeks old, her crazy personality already showing.

She was an expert snuggler as soon as we got her in the car at the breeder's house.

She quickly settled in with her new family as soon as we got her home. This is her's and Daddy's first make-out session. This disgusting spectacle occurs several times a day.

This is her first bath. She really likes baths, and it is a good thing because she always smells horrible. If anything, it has gotten worse with age.

This is her first dress. Isn't she PREEEE-TAY!!

This may not be what criminals have in mind when a cop yells "Come out or we'll send in the dog." It would be a good joke if they did send in our little Cosette (after the bad guy gave up).

She loved her first exposure to snow.

Her pretty little red dress.

Stealing Winston's crown!!

She is lucky she is so cute, or else she would have been in soooooooooooooo much trouble by now.

Happy birthday to our little girl!!!!

The Parents (and Winston)

2009-03-01T19:38:00.000-08:00

Hello loyal reader!
Yes, Cosette and I are still here, we apologize, again, for the humans' laziness with our blog. But this time they actually had a good reason for neglecting the blog - Daddy's pregnant!!

I thought only mommys got pregnant - I wonder what kind of evil spawn could be inside Daddy's belly??

Oh, it's just Cosette. I guess the humans didn't have a good excuse after all. Truth be told, after Mommy got back from the cess-pool (Phoenix), Daddy spent the next two weeks sleeping. Something about pugs being high maintenance.

We have not been doing much around the Pugsworth-d'Bonapug house these days. Cosette is her crazy self.

I am my handsome, studly self, just chillin' like a villian.

Cosette has slowly been claiming every single one of my old toys for herself.

And, Cosette has been staring out the window pondering her bygone youth. More on Cosette's youth later this week - she has a big day coming up very soon!

Snarf everydog later,

/s/ Winston, Grand Duke of Pugsworth

2009-02-01T10:57:00.000-08:00

Change in Leadership at the Pugsworth-d'Bonapug Household
A coup against the mean one known as "the Mommy" has been sucessfully undertaken!! Although I am somewhat suspicious at the way Daddy keeps saying "temporary" and "training" and "business trip" and about how Mommy is just in some cess-pool known as Phoenix for three weeks. Whatevuh!! He is just trying to rain on our victory parade.

Cosette and I bonded with Mommy from the very first day we came home.

We loved snuggling with Mommy, and we especially love when she fed us. But we soon began to chafe under the yoke of her tyranny, so we decided it would be best to run her off. I hid her slippers while Cosette shredded her favorite blanket. We figured that the coldness of the Seattle winters would soon send her running for warmer climate. We were correct, but like other recent "nation builders" we forgot to employ any long term planning.

Now that she is gone... Daddy, you are going to feed us, right??

Daddy, you are going to snuggle with us too, right???

At least we know Daddy is a great kisser!

In fact, Daddy has always been a much better kisser than Mommy. So we will be sure to get our fill of kisses while Mommy is gone.

And, Daddy gives us things that Mommy says we're not supposed to have. Come to think of it, Daddy is a lot more fun than Mommy. Maybe this won't be so bad.

Daddy even lets us share his ice cream!

And we both fit quite nicely on Daddy's lap for napping and tv watching. Who needs Mommy? Not us! Let's just hope Daddy was kidding when he acted surprised that we eat every day, twice a day in fact.

Snarf everydog later,

/s/ Winston, Grand Duke of Pugsworth

2009-01-19T19:32:00.000-08:00

Checking in to Report Nothingness

Hello loyal reader. I am sorry it's been so long since my last post. I feel like I have been saying that a lot lately, but don't blame me, it is completely the humans' fault. We pugs are apparently becoming old and boring, and it has been getting harder and harder for the humans to come up with juicy subject matter for the posts.

This is my standard afternoon ritual. Hoomans come home, I go for a walk and poop twice (the Stray always tries to hold it until we get back inside) and then I lounge...it is hard beinga pug after-all.

Cosette keeps herself occupied by destroying things, stealing shoes, and giving what the people consider "cute looks" when they are about ready to kill her. I don't fall for the cute looks, I think she looks like a dog.

After I am tired of sleeping on my human's lap, I switch to the couch cushion above their head.

The only thing that interrupts my rest is the ever lessening glare of the flash bulb. Daddy says we just aren't that cute anymore, but Mommy says we are still perfect snugglers.

Sometimes I still enjoy snuggling with a snuggle toy. I cannot just give snuggles, sometimes I need to receive.

This is the two of us getting through another day. Daddy thinks that we should get another puppy to spice up the plotline here, but I am afraid that such a desperate measure could result in us "jumping the shark." Any thoughts?

Snarf everydog later,

/s/ Winston, Grand Duke of Pugsworth

2009-01-04T20:56:00.000-08:00

The Great Blizzard of '08
I wanted to prove to my loyal fans that there had in fact been a blizzard here in Seattle severe enough to make an Inuit cringe.

This is me and the Stray trying to "do our business." It became really difficult for about a week. Several times I was tempted to just give up, but then Daddy would have gotten mad and Mommy would have had a terrible mess to clean up.

In all honesty, it was almost a little fun at first to take in this new stuff. I had seen snow before, but never this much.

The me and the Stray decided to try our luck bounding through it, and it was a little fun.

Then we kept bounding and bounding, but my feet started getting cold and I began to realize that this stuff really sucked non-castrated testicles.

The Stray, being dumb and happy just kept running around like a fool.

She allowed Mommy to put a jacket on her to keep her warm.

I practically begged her to stop playing so that we could get inside. I should have just TOLD her we were going inside.

Upon returning to the warmth of the house, I took my comfy position upon Mommy's lap. My parents didn't have to go to work for almost two weeks due to snow/Christmas holiday.

Here is a little puggy snow playtime.

Snarf Everydog later,

Winston, Grand Duke of Pugsworth

2008-12-30T20:25:00.000-08:00

Merry Christmas!!
Sorry we haven't posted in a long time, but we have been snowed-in in Seattle. I know what you are going to say, you ought to have been able to post more with the hoomans at home; but it actually does not work that way. Cold weather puts people and pugs alike into a bear-like hibernation. So, ergo, no posts.

This fat man brings us presents. That's all I need to know to wear a stoopid hat for a few minutes.

All the hoomans wanted for Christmas was a nice picture of me and Cosette under the tree, and this is what they got. Maybe Cosette and I would have posed better if we had gotten more treats during the year.

I knew immediately that one of the presents under the tree was a new guy for me. I grabbed that one as soon as I had the chance and ran to the big bed with it. Unfortunately, Cosette is now big enough to be able to jump up onto the big bed too.

This was the struggle for the new guy's heart and soul. Me and the stray destroyed any chance that we would build up any good-will.

Luckily, Cosette's attention span is not very long, and she soon moved on to our other presents.

Here's Cosette enjoying one of our new toys.

Once she gets it into her bed it is officially hers.

This is the Stray opening her first present. Hope all the puggies and people had a Merry Christmas and Happy New Year.

Snarf everydog later,

/s/ Winston, Grand Duke of Pugsworth

2008-12-14T21:21:00.001-08:00

Cosette Colbert Report: Weekend Edition
Welcome to this special weekend blogcast of the Cosette Colbert Report. I interrupt your regularly scheduled blog to inform you of a complete travesty of pug justice. For my entire life, my parents have been letting me ride in the front seat of the car. And I have been a very good little car rider, unlike another pug in my household who shall remain nameless, who is so horrible that he is relegated to a cage in the back seat.

Then, for no reason whatsoever, we all got in the car and my parents put me in the back seat, strapped to a seat belt so I couldn't even jump into the front seat if I wanted to. As you can see from my face, it was pretty much the worst moment of my life.

I tried to scoot over and sit as close to Winston as possible, for what little comfort he could give me.

This picture illustrates how much Winston cared about me in my time of need.

But, I eventually forgave him.

As a side note, my Daddy saw these pictures in the subway in New York City.

Apparently some people cannot appreciate the subtle differences in emotions illustrated by the pug's brow.

Here's lookin at you with two eyes,

/s/ Cosette Colbert d'Bonapug

2008-12-07T20:50:00.000-08:00

Back in the Saddle
Well my loyal reader, I know you have been missing my adorable face and brilliant wit, but I am finally back in action. Me and the stray have been spending the last few weeks getting into lots of trouble and enjoying extra nap times with the humans.

We had a wonderful Thanksgiving, hopefully everydog out there got some special treats to be thankful for. We enjoyed lots of laying around and watching football.

We also got our very own four-course Thanksgiving dinner. This is the second course, a frozen gellatin type thing - apparently Cosette has brain freeze. It probably doesn't take much to freeze her tiny little pea sized brain.

One thing you can say about the little tyke is that she never gives up ... especially when it comes to food.

After dinner I got into my snuggly pajamas and went back to napping on the couch.

This is my preferred method of sleeping on the couch. You really should keep your head elevated for health reasons, especially when you have folds.

Cosette is learning the remedial steps of couch sleeping. First I get her used to sleeping on a high surface, only later does she learn the pug head elevation trick.

[Note the black blob with the two glowing eyes in the background]

A few days later, we went to a holiday pug meetup.

Cosette found a baby puppy to play with. She seemed to like the little girl a lot but I avoided her like the plague. I wouldn't want my parents to get the idea that I would welcome another puppy into our house.

Of course Daddy was also smitten with the puppy, but he is smitten with all puppies and has begun exerting pressure on Mommy to throw another idiot into the pack [Cosette is idiot #1].

We also did a little bit of work on our Christmas cards. Here's a little sneak peek.

Snarf everydog later,

/s/ Winston, Grand Duke of Pugsworth

2008-11-18T19:16:00.000-08:00

Introducing: Baron von Lichtenstein
Daddy got Mommy a new pug, his name is the Baron von Lichtenstein. Me and the Stray really like him .... or would really like to eat him at any rate. Due to this factor, it looks like the little guy will be living at Mommy's work. Oh well, too bad it was not so easy to run the Stray off.

This is the guy on MY TABLE!!! The nerve of the newcomer.

This is closeup of the twirp. Daddy said he was the best looking pug in the house, Mommy said he was just the best looking fawn pug in the house. Below is me and the stray trying to eat him. Note the differing strategies.

Photo Sharing - Video Sharing - Photo Printing - Photo Books Snarf everydog later,

/s/ Winston, the Grand Duke of Pugsworth

2008-11-11T19:49:00.000-08:00

Cosette Colbert Report
Welcome to the newest edition of the Cosette Colbert Report, also entitled "how Winston nearly ruined everything but then made up for it with a cake." As everyone knows my parents love me more than my brother, so every once in a while he pretends like he is going to die in a desperate attempt to get attention. He did that this past week. First was diarreah, so out came an antibiotic called mertronidazal to try to combat it. Then two days later Winston started acting really weird, going spastic and constantly running around for about 18 hours or more straight. Then it started looking like he could not control his legs, so off to the emergency room twice, the regular vet once, and a full panel of bloodwork told us...nothing!!! Winston was clearly miserable, unable to lay down and started falling asleep standing up. My parents then got an emergency referral to a doggie neurologist and this emergency visit became an overnight visit while more tests were done. Another panel of blood work, an MRI and a spinal tap failed to reveal anything. This was actually good because the neurologist seemed to expect to see something (my parents think he expected brain swelling or cancer), but once this was clean the vet began to suspect an acute metronidazal toxicity reaction. This happens in a small number of dogs, i.e. Winston. In the end, Winston started getting better as soon as he was taken off the antibiotic, and the spinal tap results were also clean, thereby ruling out ecephalitis. So after what my parents call an emotionally and physically draining week (Winston did not sleep much), all is well again.

I did not end up quite empty handed from this horrible affair, but more on that later.

This is the bald patch from where they took the spinal fluid for Winston's spinal tap.

A close up. Mommy and Daddy have been giving him extra attention for the past week, so his evil plan appears to have worked.

When he finally started acting like his old self again and all the test results had come back negative, Daddy got Winston a cake to celebrate.

I got to share the cake because I was such a good little sister while Winston was feeling bad - I only bothered him a little bit and I tried to sneak him some of my food when he was on his rice and chicken diet.

We enjoyed the cake very much.

The best news is that there is still some cake left over!!! And yes, this is a special hypo-allergenic dog cake that is perfectly safe for us puggies to consume.

Here's lookin' at your with both eyes,

Cosette Colber d'Bonapug

PS- the whole affair cost my parents $3,000 in vet bills, which they say is totally worth it for peace of mind and to get Winston better, but I also hear Daddy mumbling about how that is more than two sets of the golf clubs he's wanted for so long. Nonetheless, he seems happy.

2008-11-03T20:48:00.000-08:00

A Final Word From Both Campaigns
First of all, sorry for the lack of posts. There is no excuse except that Winston has been constantly throwing up and having diarrhea, and my parents have been racing to clean up the aforementioned stuff, while also keeping a certain black puglet from eating either or both. But now I give you the Cosette Colbert Report greatest journalstic moment. Here is the question I must ask both Candidates: "Senators Obama and McCain, if elected (imagine really hard in McCain's instance) what will you do to further pugs' rights in the world?"

(This is me doing my serious journalist photo-op. This is like when other journalists are cut to nodding with a pen folded in their hand, which is upon their chin. I want to be like Katie Couric, only I want to be taken seriously.)

(This is Elle, the Republican spokeswoman. Even in professional environments I must introduce myself and check their indentity.) Elle the Elephant: Senator McCain has always reached his paws across the crates to try to bridge the gaps between breeds. While he has always preferred large breeds with short tempers and small brains, like Pit-Bulls and Palins, he has also tolerated the presence of lesser dogs like pugs. This tolerance is the true hallmark of a maverick, yet he will provide the tough love that lesser breeds need in this most difficult of times.

I did not care for her answer to be quite honest.

(Now to Donald the Donkey, the Democratic spokesman.) Senator Obama also values the presence of pugs, despite the fact that they are intellectually quite deficient. Matter of fact, the Senator finds them to be just plain dumb and fails to see what they contribute to society at large. However, he too would happily tolerate them until such time as all paws can join together and bring the change that is really necessary, but he has much better things to do with his time that lose sleep over the welfare of pampered, dimwitted dogs of questionable utility. Matter of fact...um...the Senator says they are just dumb but...um....did I mention that he thinks they are dumb? But would be tolerated...probably.

Me and Donny here are gonna have a talk, and I have to be honest I have heard nothing about pug-rights this whole campaign. This is how I lobby for pug-rights.

Here's lookin' at you with two eyes,

Cosette Colbert d'Bonapug

[Note: Cosette Colbert was recently named Chief Lobbyist for PIA, a shadowy pug rights organization]

2008-10-19T19:26:00.000-07:00

Pugoween!
Last Saturday was Pug-o-ween and me and my ugly-mug of a sister had a good ole time. I know pug-o-ween came early, but I can't control that.

This weekend was pugoween. Cosette and I were bumblebees because my Mommy waited until the last minute to get us costumes and couldn't find anything more creative.

This is me in my bumblebee costume, hiding under Mommy's legs and being attacked by Cosette. You can see my costume is already coming off, I put up quite a struggle with the costume. Mommy must have realized I was miserable because she took the costume off right after this picture.

Here I am much happier, sans costume.

Here is Mai Tai. She is my half-brother's little sister. As my very loyal readers may remember, my breeder stopped breeding soon after my litter was born. Wonton is my half-brother, we have the same dad but different moms. Wonton's parents decided to get Wonton a little sister at the same time my parents got Cosette, so Mai Tai and Cosette are almost exactly the same age, only about 3 days apart. Wonton was also less than thrilled with the whole costume idea, so Mommy didn't get a picture of him.

Silly girls and their silly dresses. They just don't know any better.

This is my good buddy Rocco. He was a dogtor for pugoween, and he was one of the three winners of the costume contest.

Here I am playing with a chug. He was small enough that I did not find him threatening.

We played fetch with that green toy.

Then he got bored and decided to attack Cosette. I wasn't going to interrupt that.

Finally we got to come home and relax on the couch. Ahhhh, this is more like it!

Cosette is very snuggly. My parents keep telling me I would enjoy snuggling with her, but I don't believe that yet. So she snuggles with Mommy.

Snarf everydog later,

/s/ Winston, Grand Duke of Pugsworth

2008-10-16T20:09:00.000-07:00

I goofed
I must apologize to all my loyal fans, but I was supposed to post this last week because the Stray was on a long planned hiatus to work on her howling voice. My email was clogged with junk mail and I just deleted them all, including the memo from my parents regarding Cosette's vacation and her email reminder that I had to post. Anyhow, here is the story that I decided to tell.

Long ago, in a far far neighborhood of Seattle, located in the middle of a lake, on an Island, was an adorable pug with an ugly sister named Cosette. He had an awesome toy that he loved to play with and an irresponsible father who leaves the bathroom door open while doing quick "business." This adorable dog was so anxious to play with his guy that he dropped it at Daddy's feet and, when Daddy did not respond, dropped it closer; in what Mommy and Daddy(mainly Daddy) refer to as a "mid-stream" drop. Daddy yelled and Mommy, after being informed of what had happened screamed, grabbed an old pair of tongs and threw both the tongs and the guy away.

This made the adorable pug very sad and he gave this look for long periods of time. Finally, Mommy said "FINE!!! You had BETTER be GLAD that this is your favorite toy in the world!!!" The guy was fished out of the trash, put in the bathtub, run under scalding hot water for ten minutes, sprayed with bleach, run under scalding hot water another ten minutes, put in the dishwasher...twice, and finally returned to its rightful owner.

The aforementioned pug was happy, and he and his guy lived happily ever after.

Snarf everydog later,

/s/Winston, the Grand Duke of Pugsworth

2008-10-12T21:47:00.000-07:00

The Simple Things in PugLife
Me and the Stray like to Party, but sometimes it is the simple things that truly make us happy... and frustrate our parents.

Cosette and I found this really cool toy lying around. That's it on Cosette's paw. It was orginally a drawstring on Mommy's sweatpants, but Cosette stole it...while Mommy was wearing the sweatpants.

We spent all weekend playing tug of war with it. It was great fun. I even enjoyed having Cosette around for a little while. She is getting to be a formidable playmate.

I let her win for a while so that we could continue to play, which is apparently not unusual.

It was an epic struggle. It should be noted that my parents braided the now useless drawstring to make it easier for us to play with.

Grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr. Give it up you little brat!!!

Cosette: I will not tolerate your bullying you cycloptic thug-pug.

Now, just for fun, here is a random picture of Cosette dressed like a chicken. She refused to sit still and pose for the camera. It sucks to be her.

This is her trying to get help from Daddy. That is called being naive.

After the battle with the chicken costume, Cosette was exhausted. Really, she gets worn out pretty easily!

Snarf everydog later,

/s/ Winston, Grand Duke of Pugsworth

2008-10-09T21:56:00.000-07:00

The Cosette Colbert Report
We interrupt the normally scheduled broadcast to announce that my brother won this week's Project Dogway. Scroll down to see my big bro's ugly mug. [Mommy's note: Winston is very handsome.]

Here's lookin' at you with two eyes,
Cosette Colbert d'Bonapug

2008-10-05T19:16:00.000-07:00

A rainy Seattle Week
Yes, there is rain in Seattle. It is not a myth. Allow me to educate you on how pugs deal with such a situation.

This week, Cosette and I spent a lot of time sleeping. We even snuggled a little bit. Don't get me wrong, I am very tolerant of girl pug puppies. Some of my closest friends are girl pug puppies. I will tolerate girl pug puppies having the same rights as strapping male pugs like myself.

That being said, I don't think anything should get in the way of the sacred union between a grown pug and his daddy's lap.

I still like to get some alone time on my pedestal.

Cosette also spent a lot of time this weekend chewing on things she shouldn't chew on, like the couch.

Cosette: "What's wrong with that?"

So, my parents bought her some keys. I don't know why keys would be as tasty or fun to chew on as the couch, but Cosette totally fell for it.

This little thing has jaw strength normally reserved for pitbulls. My tail is well aware of this.

She really loved those keys! All afternoon, all she did was chew on them. But, it wasn't long before she was destroying those too, breaking little pieces off that apparently she could've choked on.

Cosette: "What's wrong with that?" Puppies are so stoopid.

Snarf everydog later,

/s/ Winston, Grand Duke of Pugsworth

2008-09-28T20:31:00.000-07:00

Busy Week
My parents apologize for not allowing us to post last week but it was a busy week. Me and the Stray were prepared to post, but we are required to have adult supervision ever since by bud Duke the Pug got caught looking at naked boston terriers online.

My parents went to a game last week to see history. The Mariners were going for their 100th loss of the season, and with the Angels in town it was supposed to happen. Unfortunately, the mariners bats came alive and they somehow managed to win. They would lose the next night. Final season tally, 61-101.

As you can see, Seattle fans are not fickle and continue to fill the stadium even in rough times.

Later in the week we went to the dog park. This is me conquering pug hill once again.

The fawn dog is me and I think one of the black dogs is the Stray.

That is the stray in the background and me in the middle. We are smelling the ground.

I found my guy that I was fetching with. The Stray normally waits for me to do the work and then tries to steal the guy from me. The is a cleptomaniac if you ask me.

Occaisonally I humor her, most times and put my paw down and make it clear that she will not be stealing my guy, no way no how.

This is the Stray tired. Everyone in the household savors these moments.

Snarf everydog later,

/s/ Winston, Grank Duke of Pugsworth

2008-09-17T19:30:00.000-07:00

Welcome to another edition of the Cosette Colbert Report.

A few weekends ago, we went to a dog fashion show (I am not kidding). The models weren't that great, which didn't surprise me - they didn't pick me to be a model so I knew something was wrong with the management. Anyway, the best part was that there was a professional photographer there!!

The photographer had the great pleasure of taking pictures of yours truly. My Daddy would like me to tell you all not to worry, the photographer signed over the copyright to these pictures so it is okay for us to put them on the blog. Daddy does not want our loyal readers to think we are copyright infringers or anything.

My Parents thought this was a great chance to get some good pictures of the two of us.

We were not as cooperative as they hoped.

Winston tried to hog the spotlight.

Wow, my big brother is fat!

Now this is a good looking pug!

Mommy says my ears will match once I get older. I am skeptical.

So, are we getting treats for this photo shoot or what??

Here's lookin' at you with two eyes,

/s/ Cosette Colbert d' Bonapug

2008-09-14T20:50:00.000-07:00

A Slow and Selfish Pug Recovery
So, the Stray got spayed last week, and it was not without minor complications. Namely, a pesky urinary tract infection which made her go pee about every 20 minutes for several days ... nights included. This made for a tired sister and tired parents. I thought this meant that I could play in peace finally, but alas I was deceived.

This is the Stray early in the week. Notice the tiredness in her eyes. Translation: I don't have the energy to even torment Winston, the Great and Noble Grand Duke, even a little (I am paraphrasing).

The same seemingly peaceful attitude.

I took the moment to chill with my little guy (the red thing).

Ah, the times were sweet and peaceful.

But good things do not last. Here, the Stray is saying "is Winston having fun with something? Even in my weakened state I cannot allow for that."

This is me, longing for the guy that was so wrongfully (and tortiously) taken from me.

When the beast decides she wants something, very little can release the poor victim from her cruel and selfish grasp. Here, my sad pug eyes were completely impotent against her vicious schemes.

Here, she is playing with something else and will still not allow me to retrieve my guy. Note how her eyes never leave my guy.

Look upon this face. This is cruelty in pug form.

Snarf everydog later,

/s/ Winston, Grand Duke of Pugsworth

2008-09-08T22:06:00.000-07:00

Sorry For the Lack of Posts
There will be no posts for the next day or so for two reasons:

1) My parents got something called a "Wii" and Me, Cosette (the Stray), and the blog are currently being neglected and; 2) Cosi is getting spayed tomorrow and my parents are really nervous. We will update you on her condition when further information is available.

Snarf everydog later,
/s/ Winston, Grand Duke of Pugsworth

Update:
The Stray is fine and will be picked up, against my wishes, tomorrow at lunch. Mommy has taken half a day off to spend with me ... or the Stray, I don't remember which one was concerning them.

2008-09-03T21:13:00.000-07:00

Cosette Colbert Report
Greetings my fellow Americans. As you may have noticed, last week's episode of the Cosette Colbert Report was preempted by the Democratic National Convention. There was clearly a glitch in the system, as the Cosette Colbert Repot is still a new undertaking. Mistakes were made, and I will not place blame on anyone specific, although the truth is, it was all Winston's fault. This week, I fine-tuned some things and I did not let the Republican National Convention ruin my Report. We didn't let Winston go, we just fixed the glitch.

For this week's Report, I would like to share with you a wonderful story that my Aunt Lynn told me. There are a lot more words than my posts normally contain, but I promise it is worth reading all of them! Enjoy.

The Story of Adam and Eve's Pets
Adam and Eve said, 'Lord, when we were in the garden, you walked with us every day. Now we do not see you any more. We are lonesome here, and it is difficult for us to remember how much you love us.'

And God said, I will create a companion for you that will be with you and who will be a reflection of my love for you, so that you will love me even when you cannot see me. Regardless of how selfish or childish or unlovable you may be, this new companion will accept you as you are and will love you as I do, in spite of yourselves.' And God created a new animal to be a companion for Adam and Eve. And it was a good animal. And God was pleased.

And the new animal was pleased to be with Adam and Eve and he wagged his tail. And Adam said, 'Lord, I have already named all the animals in the Kingdom and I cannot think of a name for this new animal.' And God said, 'I have created this new animal to be a reflection of my love for you, his name will be a reflection of my own name, and you will call him DOG.' And Dog lived with Adam and Eve and was a companion to them and loved them. And they were comforted. And God was pleased. And Dog was content and wagged his tail.

After a while, it came to pass that an angel came to the Lord and said, 'Lord, Adam and Eve have become filled with pride. They strut and preen like peacocks and they believe they are worthy of adoration. Dog has indeed taught them that they are loved, but perhaps too well.' And God said, I will create for them a companion who will be with them and who will see them as they are. The companion will remind them of their limitations, so they will know that they are not always worthy of adoration.' And God created CAT to be a companion to Adam and Eve.

And Cat would not obey them. And when Adam and Eve gazed into Cat's eyes, they were reminded that they were not the supreme beings. And Adam and Eve learned humility. And they were greatly improved. And God was pleased. And Dog was happy. And Cat didn't give a shit one way or the other.

Here's lookin' at you with two eyes,

/s/ Cosette Colbert d'Bonapug