I met another cousin today

Out at the dog park, I met a cousin on the pug side of my family. He is a pug/border terrier mix. Sadly, my human didn't have her camera, but here are what his parents probably looked like:

He had a fully curled tail and a round head with some wispy whiskers.

As per usual, I was none too impressed with this so-called 'family member.' I walked off after a brief sniff. 

Makin' pals at the dog park

I was a little porky last year but nowadays I keep in fighting form with regular trips to the dog park! It's the biggest dog park in the US, so I get plenty of exercise walking through it. 

I like going to the dog park so much I've even been known to smile on occasion!

Last time I went there, this little upstart kept bugging me. I gave her the obligatory sniff hello, but beyond that I'm kind of a cranky old lady who needs her personal space, so I growled at her and walked away. But she kept bugging me! Puppies these days, sheesh... So finally, I stopped to give her a second sniff to see just what was so great about her. 

She's all right. I like a pup with a little moxie- I'm mortified, however, that we showed up to the dog park in the same harness. The scandal!

Ok, maybe Millie's on to something

I have to admit that maybe I made a mistake in saying there's nothing to learn from my big sister. This weekend she taught me the fine art of sunbathing.



Eco-friendly, solar-powered pup.



All that sunbathing is enough to make me drowsy.



I'm so mellowed out, man, I don't even think I hate Millie anymore.

On the Subject of Butt Scratches

Butt Scratches make me go crazy! I'll be a perfect little angel as long as you're scratching my bee-hind.



This is one of my humans, cuddling my stupid step-sister Millie. I hate her! Why do they like her so much?

Today we went to the dog park at Point Isabel, which I love! I saw some cousins (a pug and a boxer), but wasn't much interested in meeting them. Millie was really rowdy but my behavior was exemplary!

I Hate Sharing

I've been in a stinky mood since yesterday because my stupid "sister" Millie is visiting from our "grandparents"' house.

I hate when she comes to visit because I have to share all the things I never use when she's not around, like my beds and my toys. Plus my human gives her pets and attention that would otherwise all go to me! I hate Millie!

Millie's not even a boxer or a pug. She's a black lab/pitbull mix. She weighs in at 75 lbs., but I'm pretty proud to say that at 36 lbs. I can boss her around and she (usually) listens to me. Here we are at Halloween- notice how I'm the one who gets the couch.

Go home, Millie! I don't like sharing the humans with you!