(Just want to start out by saying the fuzziness of any of
the pictures just shows you how much activity there was in this house. It was hard to get a non-fuzzy image,
‘cuz the humans and animals moved around so much.)
|Mackenzie and Jazz|
So our Guardian left the planet and abandoned us for over
two weeks. She said she was going to a boot-shaped planet that didn't speak our language. Well, she doesn't really speak our pug language anyway. But I think she meant the human language is different. Anyway, that's the big reason you
haven’t heard from us. She left us
in a house a long crate-in-the-car
trip from home (but on this planet) with a toddler, a 4 year old, a 7-month-old
big, goofy, annoying dog, and two grownup guardians. In the middle of nowhere, too.
|Gus and Abigail|
I’m a 9-year-old pug who grew up in a quiet household. I like quiet, peacefulness and no scary
loud noises. That was not this
house. Now, you know I’m a therapy
dog. You’ve seen how I like kids at
the library and older people in their group homes. Libraries are pretty quiet. Group homes are, too, except there are strange chairs with
wheels and sticks people use—both of which I’m wary of. The kids and older people behave
themselves. The kids where
Guardian dumped us were great when they were sleepy, but they were another
species entirely the rest of the time.
|I'm not sure about this house.|
And that dog…Blade…he was the biggest pest. I made my maddest face and meanest
noises, and what happened? He
danced around and thought I was PLAYING!
What an annoying creature!
I could not believe Gus, either. He and Blade ran around and chased each other like two
puppies. He’s 5 years old…what was
he thinking?! Traitor!
|Blade and Gus playing|
The grownups would sometimes leave the house with the kids
and go visiting. Gus was the first
in line to go with them. I hid under a bed blanket.
|I had to hide.|
I thought for sure we would never see Guardian again. I began to give up hope and began to
come out from under the bed. I also made friends with the kids. And even though I sound grumpy, the substitute Guardians really took great care of us. It just wasn't "home."
|Abi and I are down with each other|
|And Kenzie even took us for a walk!|
Gus was always OK with everyone, that ..that…party pug.
|The two substitute Guardians and Gus|
|Kenzie and a sleepy Gus|
Then I was OK with the man guardian.
But in the end, we were all tired, exhausted, and I even
curled up with Gus.
Just when I was sure this was to be our permanent
home…our main Guardian appeared! We were SO
surprised. I tried to be aloof, to
punish her, but frankly, I was pretty darn relieved. Couldn’t help myself.
Climbed all over her, sniffed her mouth to find out if she had been
eating anything interesting (nope), and began to feel happy again. Gus is always happy to see anyone. Unfortunately, Guardian didn't have her Canon, so no happy picture. Check back again. I'm sure there'll be some smiling pugs!