Wilson pawed at my feet. I lifted him up and he curled up into a little ball in my lap. As I patted his bottom, I asked him, "Wilson, if we were sleeping in a train station, homeless and hungry, would you share your kibble with me?"
He looks up, "Hungry? Why would we be hungry? Stop talking nonsense! You have a job, woman!"
Last year we celebrated Nicholas' birthday with his first Dynamo game. This year, we celebrated with the Dynamo game - the sold out LA Galaxy game with David Beckham! Yup, he made it to Houston this year!
Thank goodness he had his name on his shirt! I almost didn't recognize him with all the facial fuzz! But, he must have known it was Nicholas' birthday and grew the scruffy face in his honor.
I think it's neat before each match, the players are escorted onto the field by members of the local youth soccer teams. Can you imagine escorting David Beckham on the field?! I'd probably drool myself silly.
We found these neat decorations for my most favorite time of the year at Michael's back in September -- and it took everything in me to not put them up right away. I was good! I waited till after October was well underway!
There's a huge 9ft spider web, skull head spiders (of course) and Martha Stewart window clings!
Rico's tired after his hike on the park trail.
You don't see him here but Wilson's trying to sit on the armrest - his own makeshift center seat.
Where Wilson is a spaz, Rico will sit calmly. Where Rico is a Spaz, Wilson is a perfect angel.
Rico's "stress feature" is most likely a bug in the program. Wilson has a similar feature, we'll call it the "sleep feature" where he licks himself to sleep. Though he hasn't licked a lot lately, possibly because Rico is licking for the both of them.
Well the good news for yesterday: it has been confirmed by a certain group of people that I am, in fact, a pretty neat person. And now that neatness will be put to the test. I am excited, I am also a little worried. Mostly excited. I can't wait to share the news, but it'll be a while yet.
The odd news for yesterday: my boss was annoyingly distracted by the little ant bite scaring around my ankles.
The bad news for yesterday: nail trimming for puggies is not my strong suit. years of dealing with kitty nails and my own, you would think... so i read the directions, i consulted several knowledgeable websites, i handled the device carefully, and then (dun dun duuun), i snipped too close. given everyone's reaction it is possible i was under more trauma than Wilson. i don't think i'll be doing that again.
The comforting news: last night was night three with the new addition to our pack. for the first time Rico and I agreed on a good sleeping spot for him and everyone got a good night sleep. the first two nights, was pure hell.
Here's one of our first pictures of Rico. He loves to cuddle. He has to cuddle! If not, he'll gladly sit elsewhere but he will lick and lick and lick a nice wet spot. Just for you.
Saturday was another pug in the park day and because it is the season... Wilson went as a little ferocious dragon! Next year, he's going to have to go as a gladiator, like this other guy...
And then, in walks this short little guy, in a bomber jacket ala Tom Cruise in Top Gun circa 1987. His name is Rico and he momentarily stole my heart. Rico is another
PugHearts rescue who was an owner surrender at BARC. Both of his eyes were ulcerated and just on the brink of bursting when PugHearts rescued him. With a little bit of medical care, he's totally on the mend. He has a little bit of scarring on his corneas, but he sees just fine. He sat in my lap for a little bit and the next thing I knew, I was asking Nicholas if we could bring him home. Even if just to foster him for two weeks. He said yes. *grin*
Rico came home with me yesterday afternoon. He's a tiny little guy and looks to be a lot younger than I initally thought. He learned quickly that Wilson's the man of the house and has taken to following Wils everywhere. What we've learned is that Rico will bark at cats. Vivi was not impressed. Nicholas and I think it's because he sees them as small furry moving objects and not kitties and is a little scared of them. Wilson does seem to be annoyed that there's another puggie in his house, but we're not sure just yet. Rico doesn't wheeze like Wilson, but he does snore. :)
It'll be a fun two weeks, I think. We will have to see how Mr. Rico Taco Grande handles living with us.
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