YouTube From Under the Rug

It's cold on the sofa without my cushion and the ornery old pug keeps attacking me. That bitch! I can say that because we are both are, you know, female dogs. Don't call the profanity police on me. Don't make me wear the scarlet letter P. They did that on Colonial House. I was listening from under the blanket the last 2 days when my cushion had her Colonial House marathon. Sounded like I would've hated olden times. No cushions, no sofas, and I bet they wouldn't have made me a nice flannel quilt to sleep under like my cushion did.

This picture shows me and the old one under our "rug" today. It used to be all mine, but now if I don't share I get my butt kicked. She doesn't look so mean, and they call her that cute name "Bubbles", but the other day she bit my cheek and wouldn't let go, even after the tall one picked me up to break up the fight. And she attacked me again while my cushion nursemaid was cleaning the blood off my fur. Like I said before...

So I heard that YouTube is really cool. The tall one comes home all the time with stuff he was told about at "work". I don't know. I went on there and I found a skateboarding bulldog that got on Oprah and a pug that says "I love you" to Montel (big deal, I bet he doesn't write a blog; got nothing to say but "I love you"). I guess anyone can put their videos on there for all the world to see. I did quite like that catchy little song with the treadmill dance. But really, don't people have better, more important things to do? I seem to recall that in several dystopic novels the misuse of mindless media was how freedoms were lost.

You know what? I shouldn't pretend to be something I'm not. I'm just a simple pug with a few basic needs, many desires, and a little bit of an interest in politics. I'm not technology minded. I just want to become an enlightened being and do good in the world, without leaving the comfort and security of a warm soft lap.



If you want to check out my recent favs, including a couple of YouTube videos, you can go to my delicious page anytime (I can't be bothered learning about embedding videos right now! I need some sleep)

Pugoween Pictures

This is the one they call Bubbles, posing for a picture at Pugoween. My people called her "Count Pugula". They made the costumes for us. I got really sick of them waking us up and trying these stupid outfits on us. Although they were warm. And Pugula worked the crowd and got a lot of attention. I like to stay close to my people. They had cheesy snacks and a banana with them, and they know I want a belly-rub when I give them a kiss. Other people think I'm just being friendly. But that was the deal we made - a kiss for a rub. Unless the people have been eating cheese or drinking beer. Mmmm... cheese and beer breath....

These were some of the best costumes I saw. There was a princess, a witch, and look at Princess Leia! She was pretty cool for an old girl. And there were lobsters and a shark and 2 skunks and a cute Seahawks puppy. My people liked him a lot. They better not get one, or I'll have to take him out. I'm the baby. I don't want some stinkin puppy around here. Anyway, I had my cushion upload some pictures she liked - hopefully she didn't make a mess of it.