A Marrowbone in the Mouth Is Worth Two in the Bush, or I’ve Got A Bone to Pick

Summer time and the livin’ is easy for pugs with generous grandparents. Grandma purchased wonderful marrowbones for Lizzie and me, and I must say I lost all track of time while chewing on mine. Maybe that activity is analogous to whittling for old timers. All I know is I come away feeling relaxed, refreshed, and at peace with the world. It is a solitary activity and I prefer seeking out a quiet, secluded spot in the yard while I indulge in what I believe to be one of the great pleasures in a pug’s life. It’s not competitive, there is no schedule for completion, and, like a great book,  it can be picked up and put down at any time.

It gives me time for reflection and contemplation. God knows what it does for Lizzie because I suspect she is incapable of either thought process. Now I must admit that I become very combative when someone approaches and tries to remove said bone from my jaws. Because I don’t wish to lose my prize, I am forced to emit rumblings from deep within my massive bull-like chest. Initially this proved a deterrent to intruders, but over time, people figured out that all I could do is rumble.

Like most addictive personalities, I am never ready to end a pleasurable experience. I wish to keep the good feelings coming and so when I do have to relinquish my treasure, I do so with a lot of fuss and nastiness. Lizzie, on the other hand, doesn’t even understand the concept of extreme pleasure, and so when asked to leave her bone, she willingly acquiesces, trotting her round little behind cheerfully back into the house. I, however, demand a replacement treat/reward/pacifier to placate my suffering.

And there you have it, dear reader, the basic difference between a fierce and obsessed hunter (read Ahab) and a compliant and passive homebody (read Goody Two Shoes).

Respectfully submitted,


I've secured my prize.

I've secured my prize.

Captured in my magnificent mouth

Captured in my magnificent mouth

A long shot of yours truly holding the beast bone.

A long shot of yours truly holding the beast bone.


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3 responses to “A Marrowbone in the Mouth Is Worth Two in the Bush, or I’ve Got A Bone to Pick

  1. That bone looked very good!! I don’t blame you for “fighting” for it!!! Sounda like Lizzie needs to be a little more agressive when it comes to the treat!! At least she has a good example to learn from =)

  2. I would put up a fight for that beast bone too!!!… I know you are a big Shakespeare fan Mason, so I leave you with……..
    “Sweet, so would I:
    Yet I should kill thee with much cherishing.
    Good night, good night! parting is such
    sweet sorrow,
    That I shall say good night till it be morrow.”

  3. Roxy, Blue and Bono

    That DOES look yummy!!!

    BTW, we checked out the Summer Pugs site…LOVE the paw prints!

    Your Pug Fans,
    Roxy, Blue and Bono

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