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David and Goliath, or Mind Your Business and Not Mine

By now most of you readers know that I am a reasonable pug, respectful of all living creatures, not one who makes hasty judgments, and one who is prepared to accept all those whom I meet. So it may come as a shock to you, dear reader, to learn that I was recently forced into a situation requiring an aggressive and combative action. Yes, I have, on rare occasions, taken up the cudgels in self-defense.

It was a beautiful fall day, perfect for enjoying our daily hike around Eagle Pond.  At the end of our hike we met a pack of very large dogs, one of which was a two-hundred pound St. Bernard. They were all quite wet from swimming and were filled with the kind of high spirits that large beasts are wont to after exercise. I, in my  gracious but somewhat reserved manner, made them welcome and allowed the usual sniffing, circling, and general inspection, before moving on. All but the St. Bernard did just that, but he, for some unknown reason, became more persistent and insistent in his inspection of my….hmmmm, how to phrase this….business. I am a patient pug, up to a point, but once that point is crossed then I have no choice but to respond. With the speed and ferocity of a jungle cat, I hurled my body onto his, clinging to his fur with tenacity. I uttered the most primal, barbaric growls I could muster, while hanging on to the flanks of this beast-dog.

For some reason the humans found this entire exchange hysterically funny. I suspect they were shocked and horrified by my strength and lightening response. Fearing for the poor St.Bernard’s safety, Grandma and Grandpa pulled me off of his body and held me until I regained control of my emotions. If you can believe it, that fool dog was ready to come back and continue his invasive exploration! Lizzie, all the while, stood there trembling with fear and worry. She is an idiot and of no concern to me, but I mention her so that you can fully appreciate the gravity of this situation.

I think there is a lesson here for everyone: sometimes small packages carry gigantic surprises. My dignity is intact, a large dog has been taught a lesson, and I’m still master of my domain!

Respectfully submitted,

Mason

Look at me after successfully defending my honor. I am truly not a pug with whom to trifle.

Look at me after successfully defending my honor. I am truly not a pug with whom to trifle.

Look at that nincompoop, Lizzie, as she searches for signs of harm to my body. Unfortunately, we don't have a photo of the actual confrontation.

Look at that nincompoop, Lizzie, as she searches for signs of harm to my body. Unfortunately, we don't have a photo of the actual confrontation.

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Pugs Sniffing Butts – The Smart Choice

I feel compelled to address a subject near and dear to the heart of every pug (and every other breed of dog, I wager) and that is the act of sniffing another dog’s butt. I am truly sorry, dear reader, if I am offending any of you by broaching this subject, but it is one of our most basic functions.

 You humans look at facial expressions, smiles, teeth, figure, hair, eyes, and practically every other human feature, and then listen to voice intonation, accent, and volume in order to form an opinion about a person. You decide if he/she is friendly, attractive, interesting, smart, nasty, or unappealing – the entire gamut of assessments – and finally, you shake hands. We of the canine species, however, sniff one another’s butts. You would be amazed and shocked by how much we discover in that sniff…an entire personality DNA lies within that tiny orifice! We know in an instant if this is a potential buddy, love interest, enemy, or threat. And guess what else? We are never wrong.

 More often than not, you humans form the wrong first impressions and waste a lot of time by doing the visual or auditory scan. Instead, if you would just take a few seconds to sniff his/her butt, your impressions would be point on.

 Take it from your pug spokesman, butt sniffing is not something to be eschewed, but rather, embraced. We’ve been doing this since the dawn of time, and it eliminates most of the guesswork when choosing friends.

 Respectfully submitted,

 Mason

 

This shot speaks for itself. Note the baseball shirts we're all wearing. I think this is great advertising for the Cotuit Kettleers baseball team.

This shot speaks for itself. Note the baseball shirts we're all wearing. I think this is great advertising for the Cotuit Kettleers baseball team.

 


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