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Age: 11 Years   Sex: Male   Weight: 11-25 lbs

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   Leave a bone for Boris

Mister Man, Cinamon Butt, Baby Boy, Bubba, Potato Bug, Snugglepug

Doggie Dynamics:
not playfulvery playful

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Quick Bio:

March 24th 2004

Fetch the Ball! (yes pugs can fetch,) mom's lap, follow mom EVERYWHERE, snuggle

How come ALL food is not for me?

Favorite Toy:
The ball that has my spit on it - no not THAT ball, the one that rolled under the couch! The laughing Kuala bear. And especially my sister's tail (much more fun than chasing your own.)

Favorite Food:
PEANUT BUTTER, ice cubes, popcorn & whatever people have, I can eat it sooo fast you won't even see it go down (my name could be hoover) chewing necessary, besides if I don't chew then no one needs to brush my teeth!

Favorite Walk:
Around Westmoreland, especially by the DQ - there might be ice cream

Best Tricks:
Fetch & playing soccer with the ball, high five, and looking at you with incomprehension when you want me to show off for someone else. Knows the word "Dinner," of course .

Arrival Story:
Mom & Dad picked me and my sister from a litter of 8 tiny puglets - we were the smallest of them all. And apparently we were a "just married" present. We came home to the menagerie to torment the cats (who were bigger than us.) Now we only chase them occasionally.

We live in the same neighborhood as one of our other sisters - Sara, and down the street from our brother from the first litter - Eddie. But my sister and I get along with dogs of all sizes. But Pugs RULE! Life is good as long as I can be with my people. I love to play fetch and will bring you the ball and will stare at it FOREVER until you throw it (or until my sister steals it.) I love to chew bones, go on walks, or just curl up on the couch with mom when she doesn't feel good. I'm the perfect size to curl up with. Someday I'll be an office dog and go to work with mom, but until then I'll practice my good behavior on the evenings and weekends.

Forums Motto:
Mr. Boris asks - Throw the ball NOW!

The Groups I'm In:
♥All Fur Fun♥, For The Love Of Pug! (FLOP), Pugapalooza, Spoiled Pugs & Pups (SPP), Games, Home Cooked Food and Recipes, Pawsome Pages, Pug Lovers

The Last Forum I Posted In:
Dogster Is Need Of Some Major Praying.




My Peculiar Aristocratic Title is:
Lord Boris the Wholesome of Giggleswich Lanken
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I've Been On Dogster Since:
July 20th 2005 More than 10 years!

I Was In The:
See me in Dogster's 2005 Holiday Picture Party!
Rosette, Star and Special Gift History

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Life's a Ball

Life it is a changing

August 5th 2010 11:30 pm
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Wow, there is so much going on that I don't even know how to fit it all in. Mom has been home with us tons which is great and there are now tons of people coming over, and that is even more fun because I am so excited to meet all of them. Natasha always takes up their attention so I go around behind them and jump at their behinds! Heh. I am like a stealthy dog-ninja. Well, I would be if I wasn't barking so much. Mom says ninjas don't bark all the time. Well, I am just special then.
But everyone is helping mom & dad with stuff for the house. It is totally smelly and no fun at all. But Natasha and I keep showing them where the ball is, just in case they forgot. It is sure exhausting watching all of those people work though, so I better get some sleep so I can make sure they know where my ball is tomorrow.
Boris, the barking ninja


Dude, Where's My Summer?

June 11th 2008 11:08 am
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Mom keeps talking about missing summer. Well I’ve looked everywhere and I just can’t find it. It’s not in the backyard – the grass is just all wet and kinda overgrown because the ground is soggy. It’s not inside because the heat has been on and mom goes about all bundled up with her fuzzy slippers on and everything. It’s not on anywhere I’ve looked at during our walks. The Dairy Queen is pretty dead, and no one wants to sit outside when it’s cold and wet. So I don’t know where it is. I heard on the TV that it might be in New York, but that’s awfully far away. So if there are any pups in New York that want to send some summer out to Oregon – I would like to put away my raincoat.


Uncle Kevin Visits

June 2nd 2008 3:03 pm
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Uncle Kevin came over to visit yesterday. He’s a cool guy. He’s always feeding us stuff under the table, and BOY was there a lot of good stuff! There were potatoes, and potatoes with ketchup on them, and even pork chops – YUM. I think mom knew what he was doing since at one point I was sitting on her lap and he was still feeding me. Dad just rolled his eyes at us. I kept offering to clean the plates, but I was turned down. I don’t understand why they put so much good stuff in that bad ole garbage can when I’ll happily clean it up for them?

Then Uncle Kevin was tired and almost went to sleep in the armchair. I was a little confused. I thought that he wanted me to clean up. So I tried cleaning his face. Then after he fell asleep, I tried cleaning his bowl and found PIE & ICE CREAM! WOW! But mom took that one away from me pretty fast. She said something about how if this kept up I was going to put all of my puppy weight back on. HEY mom! That’s not very nice. I was never overweight, I just had puppy weight that I had to grow into. But I fell asleep licking berry pie off of my face – that stuff was really good. Uncle Kevin should come over every night!

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