Age: 15 Years Sex: Male Weight: 11-25 lbs
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The Ultimate Power in the Universe AKA The Death Star, A, Little A, Angy, Fangus (when bad w/bro Malvin), Humpster, Humpmeister General, MonkeyPig, Cinammon Roll, Pee-Belly, Mini-Mastiff, Pink Crayon, Angar-Bangar.
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Being loved, being the alpha dog, playing with brother Calvin, humping his brother Cal, playing with cousin Otis, treats, singing, sitting on laps, sleeping with Mom and Dad, baths, ANY ATTENTION!
Having paws touched, nail trims, having his tail straightened out, being ignored, eye boogers, not being top dog. And his folds? He would rather I just left them alone, but phew! They can stink. Oh wait, that is MY petpeeve.
Mom and Dad, quackers, rope toy, laser pointer.
Peanut butter Cap'n Crunch, pig ears.
Anywhere Mom and Dad are, anywhere he can pee on Calvin's pee!
He only knows three...sit, speak, and shake. NEW TRICK ALERT! He can "spin" now. It is the cutest thing! And high & low five...we are working on a 2 paw high ten! This little dude is SMART!
01/30/05 ANGUS IS FREE! No more crate rest! He is doing great and running the house, like always. The boss is back....and we thank you ALL for your support. (especially you, Gus!)
01/08/05 UPDATE! Angus is doing better! No surgery for our little death star...and he is starting to act like his old self, though he hates the crate rest. I think the next few weeks are going to be hard on everyone!
PRAYERS AND GOOD VIBES FOR ANGUS PLEASE!
Angus has a spinal cord injury, either from a stroke or a fall or bad jump...we are treating him with steroids and crate rest, and hopefully he will recover without surgery. We love him so much! Please think of him and say a little prayer for his full recovery.
THANKS DOGSTER FRIENDS!
Husband was after me for another dog for ages, as a "companion" for Calvin K. Peanut. I kept saying no, although I don't know why. I wanted a pug every since we found a stray pug and gave him up due to our old lease. (no more than one dog)
Joe would look at Petfinder.com every day and send me pictures. Finally, there was Angus. He was about 90 minutes away up state. We drove up with Calvin and my sister Steph to "check him out" (yeah, right) and ended up bringing him home. It was July and about a million degrees and our car pooped out on the freeway. It took us about 4 hours to complete a 1.5 hour trip but was well worth it because now we have one of the funniest dogs in the world!
p.s. how can anyone think pugs are ugly? they are the cutest things!
Angus refuses to sleep anywhere except on our bed with us. We had a queen sized bed and upgraded to a king because we knew with Angus, Calvin, and both of us, we needed the extra room.
Ang yodels and sings and makes the weirdest noises. He sounds like Star Wars creatures and Predator at the same time. He likes to kiss your nose and then blow pug snot all over you. His face is stinky but clean. We adore him like you wouldn't believe. Every day, he cracks me up somehow.
And the funniest part is the fact that even though he is only 18 pounds, he is the alpha dog over everyone, even his 90 pound cousin. Sometimes he grabs Otis' jowl and refuses to let go. Hysterical!
I love the little Monkey Pig just as much as I do his brother Calvin, which I never thought was possible.
Update: This little 18 pound dog is also the Ultimate Exterminator in the Universe! He ate a three inch long Palo Verde beetle after warning it repeatedly to GO AWAY! Yay Angus!! Good puggie!
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For The Love Of Pug! (FLOP)
I've Been On Dogster Since:
|June 10th 2004
||More than 12 years!
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June 5th 2005 4:11 pm
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Those of you who know me know that I am quite the stud muffin. My parents obviously are hip to that too...because they brought me two ladies! One is fawn, like me, and one is black. That one is sassy!
Awwww yeah, dog. I am going to party like its 1999. Or 2005, or whatever.
And the best part is they are fixed, so no new mouths to feed!
February 14th 2005 4:45 pm
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I am free free free free free free free! Never thought there would be something in the world better than treats but there is...FREEDOM. I am sleeping on the bed with M and D again, no more being cold and lonely in my crate all the time....and don't tell me I wasn't cold! Just because Mom put in about ten blankets and two big pillows, that doesn't mean I wasn't cold...INSIDE.
Now I am happy and warm and loved and cuddled and safe again. And my back is all better and the vet even said that I had a clean bill of health.
BUT....there is this yappy little dog next door named FiFi...and she is making me crazy. I can't stand it. I bark and bark and bark and spin and go crazy, but she just stays right there, just out of my reach. So I really let her have it! I ran full steam right into the fence, face first.
The big red raspberrry on my lip should get better in a couple of days.
January 10th 2005 6:44 am
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You guys gotta help me! I am in jail and I didn't even get a trial. I don't know what I did but I am stuck in this crate...and it is making me crazy. I am barking, whining, growling, yowling, mewing, scratching, digging, chewing, and generally trying to look as pitiful as possible by licking and chewing the bars of my crate, but none of it is working. They keep saying things like "oh, poor baby" and "it is for your own good, sweetie" but just wait til I get out of this jail...I am going to be a holy terror. Mom and Dad won't know what hit them. I plan on licking everything that isn't tied down and spraying pug snot into the faces of whoever comes near me. Maybe I will do a little cuddling and sleeping on the bed, but that is strictly business. Not 'cause I need love or anything...I am NOT getting soft...just want "the feeders" to keep the food coming.
And why is Calvin allowed to do whatever he wants?? He keeps coming up to the crate and sniffing me, sometimes he naps right next to me. Is he gloating? I dunno. Once in a while I growl at him just to remind him that I am the boss, but I bet I will have to do some hardcore humping to keep him in line once I get out...
But I want OUTTA here NOW!! Gotta go, much scratching and barking to do.
Somebody call me a lawyer...
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