http://www.einsteinthepuggle.com/index.php/site/index/ It really IS a dog's life en risiblegirl@gmail.com Copyright 2012 2012-04-03T22:38:33+00:00 http://www.einsteinthepuggle.com/index.php/site/mom_is_trying_to_toughen_up_my_image/ http://www.einsteinthepuggle.com/index.php/site/mom_is_trying_to_toughen_up_my_image/#When:22:38:33Z What do you think? Oh- ignore the fuzzy monkey blanket. Ummmm…. Not mine. Nope. It's a dog's life 2012-04-03T22:38:33+00:00 http://www.einsteinthepuggle.com/index.php/site/who_the_heck_is_mo_nature/ http://www.einsteinthepuggle.com/index.php/site/who_the_heck_is_mo_nature/#When:21:55:50Z I thought it was Spring!? This morning we had a windstorm and now it’s snowing. I thought we’d be going for walkees after Mom gets off work now that it’s daylight savings time. Mom is blaming the “no walkee” on someone called “Mo’ Nature.” Who is this person? I need to have a bark with her. It's a dog's life 2012-03-20T21:55:50+00:00 http://www.einsteinthepuggle.com/index.php/site/im_closing_comments/ http://www.einsteinthepuggle.com/index.php/site/im_closing_comments/#When:02:43:07Z Mom is getting really tired of weeding out the spam comments. Stupid spammers, they ruin it for everyone! You can reach me on my FB page if you want to send me a message: https://www.facebook.com/PuggleEinstein It's a dog's life 2012-03-14T02:43:07+00:00 http://www.einsteinthepuggle.com/index.php/site/fetch/ http://www.einsteinthepuggle.com/index.php/site/fetch/#When:01:58:19Z We play a game in our house called, "trade". Mom taught it to me when I was a wee little pup because as anyone with a puppy knows, we get into all kinds of things we're not supposed to. If I had something in my mouth that I shouldn't, Mom says "trade" and I drop it. Of course, "trade" means that there's something in it for me. It could be anything, but usually I hope it's cheese! That's a big ticket item here in my household. Rumor is that Mom likes cheese a lot too. Hmmmmm, I wonder what kind of tricks I could get her to do for cheese? Anywoof, now I'm playing Mom like a fiddle. I purposefully go outside and look for things to bring in the house just so Mom will trade with me. Mom likes to pretend that she doesn't care, but I know that she doesn't like messy floors, so I get the messiest thing I can find, like a stick full of pine needles. Do you know how many pine needles are on a two inch stick? No? I'd bet you money that Mom does! If Mom tries to ignore me, I drop it and pick it back up as many times as it takes until she gives in. Sometimes, she's REALLY stubborn, so I have to jump in her lap and drop it right in front of her face. Eventually I win the trade game. So, why is this post titled, "fetch"? Well, I'm a terrible fetcher. I love to chase after the ball or frisbee, but if I choose to bring it back, I make Mom and Dad chase me around the house or yard for it. They actually do it! Can you believe it? Mom is trying to teach me to be a better fetcher, like my nephew Chino. That kid really shows me up in the fetching department. Fetch at our house now consists of two games: 1) fetch and 2) trade. I think this is genius! I get to have fun running after the ball and THEN I get to trade it for a treat. Who's the smart one NOW, huh? It's a dog's life 2012-03-07T01:58:19+00:00 http://www.einsteinthepuggle.com/index.php/site/its_my_dadgum_birthday_im_three/ http://www.einsteinthepuggle.com/index.php/site/its_my_dadgum_birthday_im_three/#When:22:50:24Z I realize I look cranky in this photo, but it’s only because Mom is making me wait before I get to dig into my birthday dinner. don’t mind wearing a stupid cookie monster birthday hat at all. Gheesh, the things I have to do….. I got lots of stuff for my birthday, and I got to help pick it out. Well, not the sweater- I can do without a holiday sweater. Really, who wears those things? Lessee…. I got a squeaky rattlesnake, carob chip cookies, my favorite cookies, and my other favorite cookies. I also got a new chewie bone. My other one is worn.out. My birthday meal was deeelish! Turkey with rice, potatoes, green beans and gravy served in a crystal bowl. Nothing but the best for me. I wonder where the champagne is though… I am 21 in dog years, you know. So anyway, where’s that champagne? It's a dog's life 2011-12-01T22:50:24+00:00 http://www.einsteinthepuggle.com/index.php/site/baby_its_cold_outside/ http://www.einsteinthepuggle.com/index.php/site/baby_its_cold_outside/#When:23:53:02Z Mom saw a good deal on snuggies with monkeys on them, and we all know how much Mom likes monkeys. Mom’s not sold on Snuggies, but hey- if they have monkeys on them, she’s all over the idea. The snuggies came today and I just knew that one was mine. Who cares if I can fit my whole body into one of the sleeves. I saw that thing and immediately dragged it over to my lair bed. I have to say that it’s quite cozy. I like to burrow under the blankets in the winter because this puggle gets cold. Even with my sweatshirt on.  Mom took me out to play fetch for a while today WITHOUT MY SWEATSHIRT. It was too cold and I wanted nothing to do with it, so went over to the door and sat there with my “poor me” face until Mom brought me back in the warm house.  I’ve decided that bears have the right idea. I think I just might hibernate. On the couch. Under my monkey blanket. It's a dog's life 2011-11-29T23:53:02+00:00 http://www.einsteinthepuggle.com/index.php/site/i_have_pride_you_know/ http://www.einsteinthepuggle.com/index.php/site/i_have_pride_you_know/#When:22:05:25Z I refused to look at Mom today when she asked me, “who pooped on the floor?” She didn’t seem very happy about it because she kept talking about it when she cleaned it up. As if that’s going to make me confess. I’m so sure. I wanted her to think it was Cameron, but she wasn’t buying it. She told me that he’s been potty trained for over 28 years. Big deal. I’ve been potty trained for 14 years (in dog years, of course.) I’ll catch up to him and pass his potty-training streak soon. THEN we’ll see who’s the potty master! Cut me a break, Mom! I haven’t done this since I was a baby, so OBVIOUSLY it’s because I didn’t want to go outside in my sweater. I look like a bumblebee. It’s embarrassing! (yes, I’m wearing a sweater… it’s cold today in Seattle!) It's a dog's life 2011-08-30T22:05:25+00:00 http://www.einsteinthepuggle.com/index.php/site/white_river_walkees/ http://www.einsteinthepuggle.com/index.php/site/white_river_walkees/#When:19:44:05Z We went for walkees at white river today. There were lots of fisherfolk out catching salmon! Afterward, Mom scared me because we went to the puppy doctor place. Usually no good can come from that, right? It was OK.. Mom wanted to weigh me (I’ve lost 2 lbs!) and pick up my flea stuff. I don’t know why she buys it. She’s never seen even one flea on me or in the house. Just think of all the squeaky toys she could buy me for $120.00+. She’s clearly not thinking straight. It's a dog's life 2011-08-29T19:44:05+00:00 http://www.einsteinthepuggle.com/index.php/site/what_a_perfect_day/ http://www.einsteinthepuggle.com/index.php/site/what_a_perfect_day/#When:00:08:40Z Mom picked up two double cheeseburgers (without the bun) for me on the way to the dog park and then I got ice cream from Dairy Queen on the way home. Mom doesn’t give me people food very often, but we left the house before I had a chance to have breakfast. Deeeeelish!!! And then, we went to the puppy store and bought regular food, not the diet stuff, because I’m not chubby anymore! While we were there, Mom bought me a new sweater with a skull and crossbones on it, and some of my favorite treats, I wonder if I can talk Mom into pretending we’re in the movie, “Groundhog Day” so we can do it all over again tomorrow. Wouldn’t that be great? It's a dog's life 2011-08-28T00:08:40+00:00 http://www.einsteinthepuggle.com/index.php/site/mom_has_a_new_name/ http://www.einsteinthepuggle.com/index.php/site/mom_has_a_new_name/#When:01:58:46Z Mom’s new name is Pavlov. I know this because she calls me Pavlov’s dog every time I run for her lap when I hear the sound of her laptop shutting down. I hope she never ‘messes’ with me and changes the sound. She’s known for messing with people, so puppies must be fair game too. It's a dog's life 2011-08-27T01:58:46+00:00