Age: 11 Years Sex: Female Weight: 11-25 lbs
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Aggie, Baby Boo, Diva, Princess, Monkey Face, Baby Sister, Tisser, Tisser Ann, Tisser Bear, Baby Tisser, M'ija, and Habiba
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April 15th 2002
Running out of FOOD !!!!
Stuffed frog that "ribbits" when she pushes it's tummy with her nose
ANYTHING that gets close enough to get into her mouth
Piedmont Dog Park - Small dog area
Imitating a Four Seasons concierge ... when you call her, she'll slowly raise her head - cut her eyes and look down her nose at you like you're something she stepped in out in the yard ...
Her former owner had gotten her from SEPRA after they had rescued her from a large puppy mill bust in Barrow County, GA. Shortly afterwards their job transferred them out of the country and she wasn't allowed to go- sad for them lucky for us!!
Since court action was involved in her rescue she was technically a ward of Barrow County for the first year even though she lived with me. Ever since then she's been MINE all MINE!!!
Everything was going along smoothly, I about had my momma and my brother, Walter Henry, completely trained, and then somebody brought Ernie home!
He refuses to recognize me as "Princess for Life" and is extremely resistant to my training. He seems to think I'm a giant chew toy and on top of that, last night he sat right in my Momma's lap ... when EVERYBODY knows that's MY spot!! Little brothers are such a nightmare!!!!
Can SOMEONE bring me some more FOOD !!!!
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July 21st 2006 3:38 am
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I always loved you, but I have to admit that in the beginning it was a guilty kind of love ... sort of the type that parents have for their second child who they only birthed to be a perfect match for bone marrow or a kidney to the much adored, precious first child.
Back then people would ask me, "Are these both your dogs?" and I'd answer, "Oh no, Walter Henry is MY dog, Aggie is HIS dog." Still with patience and perservance you marched through the door determined to carve out a spot for yourself in this family.
Being so recently rescued yourself, you still weren't sure how you felt about me / humans either. During that time it seemed like the only thing we did have in common was our love for Walter Henry. You adopted him immediately and went about the business of making him a brave soldier and helping him overcome his many anxieties. Meanwhile, your Momma had come back home and she adopted you immediately and went about the business of turning a scrappy, street tough puppy mill survivor into a little lady.
Your comedy never failed to lighten up even the darkest day. You cracked us up the way you'd carry your bone to the water dish and sit on it to keep Walter Henry from stealing it when you went to get a drink. You gave me my sense of humor back after so many years of not much to laugh about. You also taught me appreciation. The years of deprivation in that puppy mill made you so greatful for the even the slightest comforts. You had no idea at all that our tiny studio apartment was the human equivalent of the cramped crate you'd been imprisoned in your entire life. To you it was a mansion --- a glorious castle --- and you shared it with a real forever family. Your innocence and naivete were refreshing and humbling, they taught me so much.
All the while you were learning yourself. Walter Henry was eager to repay your kindness by sharing his culture and good manners with you. Uh, well, at least he tried; I have to admit that prior to sharing my life with you I'd never actually witnessed Walter Henry (or any dog) look to the heavens with a very clear "Lord, give me strength..." look on his face!! Momma said the two of you reminded her of Henry Higgins and Eliza Doolittle .... and you eventually proved out the very words of Miss Doolittle "The difference between a lady and a flower girl is not how she behaves, but how she is treated."
We loved you and you blossomed into our only-est little Princess. You are our much loved baby girl , our M'ija, our Habiba, and you have brought us so much joy. Thank you for everything you have done for our family, thank you for letting us love you Aggie ... this is our tail of devotion to YOU!!!
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April 16th 2006 7:01 am
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Hello again everypuggy -- momma FINALLY got some rest and now I can tell you all about my birthday stuff ... I got a new nap mat shaped like a kitty cat for when I curl up next to momma's desk, a cool Sponge Bob bandana to match my Sponge Bob collar, LOTS OF TREATS,
a dental floss bone, a Barbie "mink" squeaky bone, a Barbie squeaky princess crown, a Zelda bulldog ballerina, a Zelda bulldog bumblebee, a sailor dress, a pretty pink Easter dress and a fuzzy squirrel tail toy!
Then Momma Jenny went to Petco and found some YUMMY carob brownie mix for doggies and she made me some brownies with peanut butter frosting and some "Pnutly" doggy ice cream. She also bought some extra boxes of the brownie mix and a box of carob chip cookie mix -- I can't wait for those!!!
Hey, did you guys know our very own DOGSTER has it's own brand of ice cream style doggie treats?? Momma Jenny found it today at the store and that's what we had with our brownies(she was too sleepy to make us our peanutty butter yogurt ice cream)!! It was really good and a cool suprise.
Well, we ate and we played -- Ernie tore my new squirrelly tail toy, but that was ok. It still works, Momma just pulled all the leaky stuffing out. It's lots of fun, me and my brothers keep pulling all the fuzzy stuff off and it gets stuck to our chins so we look like we all have little goatees!
She made a video of me chasing my bone (and then stashing it when I heard "the boys"). She got as far as uploading it to YouTube, but that's as far as she's gotten so far (she's trying but may need help).
THANK YOU AGAIN to all my special friends at For Love of Pug who made my birthday so special and who made me feel like a real live DIVA pug when they made me the Featured Pug, I'm so honored!!!
February 28th 2006 10:46 pm
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My mommy told me that Fat Tuesday was the pagan's last grasp on a good time. She said that Mardi Gras was the party to get all of your decadence and wicked little desires out of your system to prepare you for the 6 week Lenten season before Easter which is dedicated to fasting, prayer and meditation and self sacrifice. Then Fat Tuesday was the last, LAST chance to party hard before Ash Wednesday started lent ----
Last chance to grab the goodies I guess, sort of like last call at the all you can eat buffet ---- I really fill my plate up then!!! Well, I got to go over to my friend's house for a big party on Fat Tuesaday which had the "potential" to be fun. All I asked for was some evening wear -- did you see what she put me in???
You know, I should have seen this coming when my momma went out of town. Yes, I love my momma Jenny but what she knows about caring for a beautiful young lady like myself is nil!!! Maybe her idea of high fashion is a Polo flannel shirt instead of one from Wal-Mart, but could someone please explain to her that PAJAMAS ARE NOT "EVENING WEAR"!!!!!!
To add to my disappointment when they got to me, they ran out of the really cool mardi gras masks -- no, forget it ... even wrapped in sirloin and bathed in peanut butter you'll NEVER convince me that a leftover birthday hat is nearly the same as a tiara! Then, to totally humiliate me - she not only posts the picture on my page, but makes it the very first one. I can only hope that my expression thoroughly conveys to all my puggy fans that I did NOT sanction this outfit.
All I can say is that when momma gets home , she will not be amused. I need a day at the spa to thoroughly recover from this ordeal. Yes, she'll have to take me now. I'll wait and go with momma when she gets here -- then we can both get our hair and nails done, and then maybe take a short stroll through the park. Nothing like exercise mind you, just a brief little teaser to show them all "ha, I bet you wish you could take us home with you, but you can't - nah-nah-nah"
Well, let me run --- I think I know where they keep the naked baby pictures and the fat with glasses in 4th grade pictures of momma Jenny ... I have a bit of work to do on the internet tonight ......
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