Frankie, The Minnie Doxie, Stuff I Do

Me & Misty

Misty is Misty the Pug sometimes she is know as a Pub. My mommie really likes pubs (see what I mean?). She just goes crazy when she sees a puggy face (oh brother).

Anyway, Misty was here before me. She is what mommie calls a dominate dog. She wants to boss everybody around. She tries to boss mommie. Mommie lets her if she is in a good mood. If she is crabby she tells Misty to stop and she's not the boss of her (mommie that is).

Misty use to boss me around all the time. Snatch my food (or try to, I am just too quick and smart and well, she is just a dumb old pub who can't smell a tantalizing tidbit right under her mushed up nose, but I can - boy, I can do a snatch and run and poor Misty is still looking for that treat - tee-hee). Well one day Misty tried to keep all the Christmas babies for herself. She is just a pig, I mean pug. She couldn't even get all the babies in her mouth. But she was trying to and hoard all of them under the diningroom table. I just wanted one babydoll.

Well, I did a snatch and run and I jumped on the couch to escape. Misty stood on her hindlegs and barked right in my face. Well, I had it. I barked right back and I tell you I'm small but I have one heck of a bark and I was bred to hunt small animals and what were pugs bred for? Sitting in some rich lady's sleeve? She wouldn't back down and neither would I. Ever since we have been enemies and we are jealous of each other. If one of us is getting a bath the other wants one (oops I forgot I hate water) or if one is getting a sweater put on or her nails clipped the other one sees her chance and goes for the attack.

Sometimes its pretty bad. Mommie pushes us out the door. When that happens we both realize we are not inside near mommie where we want to be and we stop and join forces to whine, bark, and scratch and get back inside!...arf!