pumpkin carving

Mommy and Daddy had some friends over this past weekend with some pumpkins! And then they cut up the pumpkins, scooped out the guts, put candles in them, and took them outside to admire them.

I don't get it. ?? No one would let me eat the pumpkin guts, either, so I don't know what the point of scooping them out was!

We also went to the Halloween parade. I was very scared--not of the spookies walking in the parade, but of the loud noises! Mommy, Daddy and Uncle Jeff took turns holding me. Mommy also put me in a pumpkin costume and kept saying how cute I looked. I hope she doesn't do this every day now! There were a few little kids that wanted to pet me, too! I was pretty sleepy, so I let them pet me without biting. I think Mommy and Daddy were happy about that.

I also met Chloe this past weekend. She is a little Havanese dog. Her mommy Amanda showed us all the tricks she could do--sit, lay down, roll over, beg, and even jump up on her hind legs! When Amanda said "Where's your tail, Chloe?" Chloe would actually turn around and bite her tail! I acted disinterested, but I was actually pretty impressed. I mean, I know how to sit, too, but I didn't feel the need to show off. Mommy hopes that when I start my puppy classes tonight that I'll be learning all those things, too. I hope she's right!



Me with Mommy & Daddy's friends and their pumpkins.
(You can see Tom holding Chloe)



Me, looking quite sleepy, with Mommy and Daddy at the parade

Spooky pumpkins. The pumpkin that is eating a little pumpkin, made by Aunt Heather, was the winner!
Congratulations Aunt Heather!

Oh, and one more thing. I had a vet appointment last night with Dr. Rich. I got two more shots, including one for rabies. I hardly noticed because I was eating treats! Dr. Rich was a little worried about my little nose. He said that Mommy and Daddy might want to see about me maybe having surgery on it when I'm older to help me breathe easier. I think Mommy and Daddy like my constant snorting, though. Why would they want to change me, anyway? I'm a pug and pugs snort. :) I have to go back in three weeks for two more shots, and then three weeks after that for another shot. Then I'm done with all my vaccines!

**Awesome photos are by Uncle Jeff. Mommy really needs to start taking more pictures!

vet visit (from Dexter's perspective)

Mommy took me to the vet last night for a "wellness visit." If it was just so see how well I am, I don't know why I got stuck with a needle! Mommy looked pale and woozy and didn't think she could hold me for the shot, so Dr. Jamie had a vet tech girl come in to hold me. Mommy looked down at the floor when the shot was going in, but then petted me right away afterwards and my tail started wagging!

Dr. Jamie gave me a shot in the leg and then a different kind of shot up my little nose. It felt like getting water up my nose and I sneezed almost all of it out as soon as he did it! There were little bubbles coming out of my nose and everyone laughed.

I now weigh 6 pounds, 14 ounces and am three months old! Mommy said I will have to come back to the vet again in three weeks for another "wellness visit." I hope this time it really is just wellness and no shots!

Mommy told Daddy that I was a real champion at the vet! I don't mean to brag, but I think I might be the number one favorite patient at the animal hospital. All of the vet tech ladies are very excited to see me each time I come in. Even when I sick and my tummy was doing flip flops, they still wanted to see me. I give everyone kisses. Mommy says I am a little flirt. If being a flirt means giving kisses, I love being a flirt!

I also love to bite, too. When I bite Mommy she calls me another name that starts with an f... I don't think I'm allowed to say that name, though. Mommy always seems very angry when she says it.

I really wish I could stop biting. Mommy and Daddy like when I bite my toys and blanket. They could even settle for me biting their clothes and shoes. When I bite Mommy's hands and arms, though, I break through her soft skin. That is probably why she yells at me. I don't mean to hurt her, but sometimes I can't help myself. My teeth hurt so much! :(

emergency (from Dexter's perspective)

Mommy and Daddy took me to the vet last night. Mommy was very scared when she came home to let me out of my crate. She saw my lunch all around me, my blanket, and stuck in my hair. She took me upstairs to a big tub. I had never been in this room before, so I was very excited. Mommy gave me a bath and actually climbed in the tub with me. I think its because she was so worried, either that, or she's crazy. She called Daddy and he said he was leaving work and would be home soon.

After Mommy dried me off from my bath, I had an accident on the floor. Not the usual kind of accident, either, because instead of Mommy trying to run me outside, she looked very scared and decided to call my vet. 

Mommy and Daddy brought me right over to the vet. We saw a new vet this time, Dr. Chris, and we all loved her right away. She was funny and nice and kept calling me "Boo Boo," which I liked. Mommy thought she reminded her of her friend Brittany and liked her even more. She felt all around my body and I didn't like it when she put her hands on my belly. Dr. Chris outlined every possibility for Mommy and Daddy to decide. Did they want to do an X-ray? Give me shots? Inject fluids into my back? Take me home and make sure I had water? Mommy and Daddy decided that the shots and fluids would be best. They didn't think I had eaten anything weird. I try to put everything I see into my mouth, and to be honest, I don't know what I could have eaten, either!

I vomited on Dr. Chris's table and felt so embarrassed. Mommy started crying and telling me "its ok," and Daddy ran to get a vet tech to help. The nice vet tech girls came in to clean the table and then whisked me away to give me shots and the fluid injection. When I came back to Mommy and Daddy they laughed because now I had a hunchback!

When we got home, I was sick again and Daddy took care of me. Mommy freaked out and decided she needed to vacuum the entire house in case I was eating something funny from the carpet. Mommy set up my crate all the way upstairs so they could watch me sleep, I guess. I vomited in the crate, though, and Daddy took me outside at 2 a.m. so I could go potty outside.

Mommy and Daddy kept waking up to check on me all night. They are really nice. I should really stop trying to bite Mommy's fingers and Daddy's toes...but it is too much fun!

I'm sure Mommy will update this later when I'm feeling better. Right now, I'm going to take a nap and then have some lunch when I wake up. I hope I feel better soon. Mommy and Daddy will not let me out of their site! How is a pug supposed to have any fun?