Munch munch munch
Mom found frozen beef ribs on sale for 77 cents a pound.
Need I say more?
Begging in bulk
I guess when you've honed your begging face at home, it's time to try it on the public.
Steven and I went to the local bakery, and sat outside enjoying our morning breakfast croissant.
Meanwhile, people leaving the bakery, got this view.
Yes, that's a little begging pug, right at the exit of the bakery. She didn't get any treats, but she got her fair share of smiles and pats on the head.
Beware of pug
Shelby came to work with me. Petunia's owner no longer works here, so I guess Shelby's going to inherit her stuff. Note the big ole bone and the Beware of Pug sign.
Shelby spent the day sniffing garbage cans and trying out laps.
It wasn't till I tied her to a chair that she settled down and took a nap. She usually sleeps all day, so I was surprised that she was patrolling the office all day. really she was quite tired.
Shelby, you are very sloppy when you drink, and are no longer allowed to drink water in the kitchen. You keep dripping water all over the wood floor, and now the wood looks horrible. And even though you think you are fooling us, we know that you are not really that thirsty, and you use the water bowl as an excuse to come into the kitchen to see if anything has dropped.
Here's your new watering hole. You can drink in the bathroom, where the floor is a nice linoleum and doesn't care if you drip water all over it. It's a little farther for you to do, but I know you are a smart doggie, and you'll figure it out.
(Sorry about the crappy photographs. Digital camera's still broken, so I'm using the cameraphone.)
2008 begins with....technical difficulties
Well I know I've been remiss in updating the blog for a few days. The camera is on the fritz. The aperature won't open so all my photos turn out black. Last time I fixed it by smacking it like a caveman. That time honored technique isn't working this time.
With that, I'll give you a non-photo update on Shelby. We've recently started watching the Planet Earth DVD series. Shelby quite likes it. She's particularly interested in bird sounds, and there's plenty of that in disc one. (Some of you may also remember that Shelby loved Winged Migration too.) She periodically rushes up to the TV and stands on her hind legs to watch the birds, foxes, and small animals. Right now, she's sitting intently on Steven's lap, watching disc two of the series.
Did I interrupt something?
Usually Shelby is a bouncy little girl when I come home from work. Steven keeps her on the upstairs landing with a baby gate so taht she doesn't have full run of the house. To this day, the pug will find some way to mess up the bed, or dance on the couch if we're out.
But on this particular day when I got home, she must have been really sleepy. When I went up to visit her, she looked up from her cushy bed, seemingly still half asleep. Or perhaps she was whispering sweet nothings into her little lion's ear?
Only Shelby knows for sure, and she's not talking.
We were all very excited to see the new British pub open down the street. Despite the cold, we sat down in the patio to have lunch. Shelby was their first doggie customer!
What's a visit to the pub without some chips! Steven ordered them. Very tasty. And of course, I've learned my lesson on pugs and fries...
...always hand the fry to the pug.
Ah well. It's raining cats and pugs out here in Northern California. Before I left for work, I gave Shelby a pat on the head. "Stay inside Shelby, or you'll wash away."
So no big adventures for the little pug today, and probably not much this weekend since the storm is supposed to continue for a few days. I thought I'd share some photos that I neglected to post last year.
This was taken at the local farmer's market. They have the best kettle corn. I know it. Steven knows it. And of course Shelby really knows it. I bought a small bag, and Steven and Shelby had a nice kettle corn moment.
Shelby goes Racing for New Years!
Just as I was thinking that Shelby has seen and done everything under the sun, we find a new adventure for her. Steven and I went racing just before New Years, and because the racetrack and the motel were dog friendly, we brought Shelby along. This is her first overnight trip with us, and her first racing event.
The ride up to the racetrack was freezing! Our truck's heater was broken, so Shelby and I bundled up under a fleecy blanket for most of the trip. When we arrived, Steven went to check into our motel room. Shelby kept watch for him to return.
We were hungry, so we went to the Black Bear Diner across the street. No doggies allowed, so we waited outside for our takeout. Luckily, there was a nice photo op at the restaurant.
Shelby did really well in the hotel room. We had brought her litter box, and she was a reliable champ in using it, so there were no messes in the room. The following morning, we headed off to the track where we met the rest of our team. Shelby watched as Steven made some last minute adjustments to pass tech spec.
For most of day 1, the weather was freezing. The track was damp and muddy. We had to be careful of spinouts.
The team (including Shelby) walked the track to inspect it.
Although she really wanted to be part of the action, I didn't want her to freeze ther cute little tail off. I setup the back of the truck as her "racing penthouse" complete with crate, towels, and litterbox.
Every once in a while, I would bring her to a friend's RV, and we'd warm up a bit. It was there she met Harrisson. Unfortunately, I didn't get a photo of them together.
Day 1 ended with some really scary night driving. We turned in our ballots for the People's Choice and People's Curse awards. We had been spared any mechanical failures the first day. We headed back to the motel to warm up.
Day 2 was cold but dry, and so I tied Shelby to a table so she could feel more part of the action. She liked this a lot better than sitting in the back of the truck.
And who won People's Curse? Well karma had spoken, and the car the smacked into Steven while he was out on the track, (and earned us an undeserved 30 minute penalty) had raised enough ire to earn the prize. This is what happens to your car if you're vote People's Curse. We took Shelby to inspect the remains.
We finished 23 out of a field of about 65 cars, which is the best we've ever done. The car did great, the drivers had fun, and we won a trophy for the car-b-que contest. What's a car-b-que contest you ask? The only rule is that the heat to cook the food had to come from the car. We strapped a rack of pork ribs wrapped in aluminum foil to the engine while we were racing. They came out 95% burnt, however our only competition in the meat category was the "meatloaf tartare" which the judges refused to eat due to food poisoning concerns. So we won the "Mystery Meat" Trophy.
As for Shelby, she did great on the ride home, once again snuggling in my lap. She was exhausted when she got home, and slept...a lot. I'm pretty sure she hated day 1, but day 2 she seemed to be having fun meeting people, and watching cars. If the weather's warmer, we just might bring her to another race event.
Quite a fine adventure to end the year.