Wordless Wednesday With Her Stuffie

Toilet Paper Tuesday and Tiffy Tippy Toes

Caught in the act!

This here is Howie

I jest want to say fur the record that the aforementioned criminal act involving toilet paper was commenced because of circumstances beyond my control. Maw packed up Tiffy my foster sister and sent her home with Aunty Michele to live the life of luxury in Illinois on Sunday. Aunty Michele forgot to put me in the car before she and Unky Gerry drove away to a land where they grow lots of food and there are two refrigerators in the house. (I don't know that last part for sure, but I spect it is correct cuz Angel Stubs tole me so).

Now Tiffy's got her own blog, more clothes than my sister AnnieSmelly, and gets to go everywhere all the time no matter what, meeting her peeps and getting patted and adored. In the meantime, I am locked up in Medina Orphanage Where Howie Lives, out of the public eye, with my brother Java and the little fatty AnnieBelly whom I already mentioned but I don't want to talk about again. I am in a bad mood today, so I decided to cheer myself up with some indoor recreational activities. Since Maw has blocked off the leather ottoman in the living room, I found this other activity to fill up my schedule. I'm gonna pout the rest of the afternoon, so you might want to read Tiffy's new blog. After that, please package up some steaks and potatoes and send them to me pronto. Write on the box real big HOWEE COMFURT FOOD, ANNIE KEEPS YOUR PAWS OFF!!!

It's Tiffy Time!
Tiffy's New bloggy

Wordless Wednesday - What Is Love

Emmitt - The Singing Angel

Emmitt, Heaven's Newest Angel

Emmitt with his mom and dad, Melissa and Fred
www.pugnotes.com

Emmitt is singing his special happy song in heaven today. He has joined all of the angels that have gone before, so there was quite a crowd of his adoring fans waiting at the pearley gates when he arrived. Melissa said that Emmitt has his very own Easy Bake Oven in heaven, and he has been making delicious meatloafs all day and sending them to his pug friends. That is just like Emmitt, always thinking of others, just like his sweet mom. We will never forget you Emmitt, you will be in our hearts forever.

Sweater Day for StubbyPug

The Puggy Fetty Circle of Love honoring Stubby

This here is Howie - We are 2 days late, but I insisted maw get to work on my blog to honor my good pal, Stubby, who has gone to heaven where the buffet is open 24-7 and everypuggy recycles. The closest thing to recycling that I do is to be related to a sister who eats all the garbage every chance she gets. Thanks to Winston puggy for telling us about this.

This one is for you StubbyMan! We love you guy, and hope you are watching over us.

Howard's natural gas investment strategies pay off big time

This here is Natural Gas Tycoon Howie

I've been real busy lately, as yew can see, working with my accountants and making sure the bean counters drop them on the floor occasionally. A pug's gotta eat! I wanted to share my latest news post for your admiration. I decided to invest one of my talents in a earth friendly manner and struck it rich! Please send food packages in lieu of fan mail. Cuteypugs like Pearley and Tan Gi Linn may send kisses, in addition to food packages.

While yew are at it, please click on the link and give my maw a vote if you are on Facebook. She is in the running for favorite artist at her gallery in Freddy-burg, Texas, where Annie has visited several times but they have been advised to not allow me in the front door. Have you ever heard such hooey in your life??

Click here to vote for my maw!

Dear Big Guy, Please Take Good Care of My Pal Stubby

CelebrityPug Stubby

looking all GQ

Dear Big Guy in the Sky:

This here is Howie. Not so long ago, one of my hero-pugs, Stubby, came to visit and he shared all his tips with me on making the ladies adore him, how to avoid sharing at dinnertime, and how to get extra scratchies and love by making cute faces at the mama. Just a few days ago, my maw said that Stubby went to heaven to be with you and my sister Winnie Wiggles. Even though I am extra super busy barking at planes that invade my back yard airspace and my nap schedule is demandin', I wanted to get you this important Stubby Instructional List pronto. Please don't skip any of these items, as Stubs was a pretty good boy and probably the worst thing he ever did was have me the bad boy Howie as his friend.

Stubby gets to have his own Popeye's Franchise, with 24 hour buffet access and keys to the fried chicken warehouse out back.

Stubby gets to snuggle next to my sister Winnifred on the softest cloud, all the other boys will have to wait their turn. She is real good at face washin, so this will keep him extra clean.

Stubby gets unlimited access to the special message dream tube to send kisses and love downstairs every night to his mama Michele. He will be needing to use this an extra lot for a while right now.

Stubby gets his own little motor cart with a horn that is loud and obnoxious so he can toodle around the clouds and not be late to any of the important eating activities. I hear there is a lot of eating up there, and my boy Stubs liked his kibble!

Most of all, please give my pal Stubby some extra hugs for his maw, Michele. Stubby sure had a way with the ladies, they all adored him, so all of the ladies are really missing him now, most especially his mama. Thank you, Big Guy in the Sky, for letting me meet Mister Stubs. Someday I hope to be half the puggy he was.

Yours Truly,

Howard Pee Pugpants

on his best behavior.

This is me, Howie, with my

good pal StubbyPug and his
mom, Michele, who I would
like to trade my maw for

This is Stubby and his groupies

This is my sister Annie with

Aunty Michele.

This is Stubby hanging out with all

the pug rescue peeps. Check out the cutey
just to his left!

Merry Christmas from the House o' Fatties!

Howard takes the strategic spot closest to the
refrigerator for the annual howliday photo....

Merry Christmas from the house of fatties!!!!!!

Howie's Belly Goes Up in Lights

Howie and Dr. Quinn Who He Adores

This here is Howie

As yew can see, I went to visit Dr. Quinn Medicine Woman last week. She wanted some pictures of my belly. She said everything looked good, and then she said I had gas, which I could have told maw if she had asked. Annie coulda told maw, too, since she experiences it first-hand courtesy of me.

This here is my belly. See my curly tail? Dr. Quinn laft when she saw my tail. I am not sure why it is comical, but as long as she carries me around and tells me I am cute, she can laff at my tail all day long.

This here is what I can't eat anymore, it's tragical I tell ya! Jest cause of my belly, Annie and Java and me don't get table scraps. Maw sez they are dangerous for doggies, "case in point Howie." Have yew ever heard so much hooey in your life? Good thing maw had the presence of mind to get me some healthy treats, or there cudda been a puggy riot in the house.

Winnie, My Heart Pug

Winnie Wiggles went to heaven 3 years ago, after
a battle with GME encephalitis.

I still hear her little paws clicking on the wood floor
at night, coming up the hallway at bedtime.

Howard's Howl-OWeen Costume

Happy Halloween from Howie

wearing his new holday outfit from All You Need Is Pug!

A Day at the Puggy Races With AnnieBee

Annie wearing her Skippy Wu Bell Collar
from Aunty Joan at Linden Line Designs

This here is AnnieBelly

I have my new holiday bling on from Aunty Joan, because I am going to the races today! Mom said that this was the new event at PugOWeen and since I am the only pug in the house who can trot faster than a squirrel superglued to shag carpet, I get to watch! Shhh. Don't tell my stinky brothers, and you can watch with me. Just click the linky below. It will be our little secret!

Click here to see the Pug Races!

(Photo by Shagly Photography)

Howie's Fav PugOWeen Pix

Tugboat Willie

This here is Howie

I din't get to go to PugOWeen this year. Anniebelly said that I needed to stay home out of the public eye, where I belong, but I think she's jest jealous cuz I get to do the post today. This here at top is my favorite picture from PugOWeen. I wudda worn this but mebbe named it FartBoat Howie. Maw said this PugOWeen had 960 peeps and 450 pugs plus some dogs who weren't pugs but wisht they were. This will go down in history as the biggest pug rescue event in Texas history, and so I'm sure you can understand why I am so upset I dint get to go. Imagine all the peoples bags and purses I cudda dug threw for treats all day long.

This here is Peanut the rescue puppy - he is blind but from what

his maw said, he still gets fed a lot and has fun

and plays all the time with his brother. He and his sister Butters

were left in a milk crate in a Dallas park in August and rescued by

them DFW Pug Rescue volunteer folks. Now they are both fat and

happy.

This here is a headless puggy type

thingy ma bob that gives me

the shivers, I tell yew. Maw said

this one won a big award!

This here was a big rug with legs

that wasn't a pug, but wisht it was. Her maw said

she was throwed outta the back of a pickup starvin

and had a broken femur when they rescued her. Now

she is all well and very furry and happy, as you can see.

This was maw's favorite float in the PugOWeen parade,

the little Pug on the Prairie. I wonder if they had real

food in that wagon, like some beans? *drools*

This here is my pal Wally the rescue pug,

dressed as Ernie From Sesamee Street.

I like Wally, he tells it like it is and don't

take no guff offa his sisters.

This here was a doggy with big antanneees

for ears. She looks pretty cute, even though

she is not a pug.

There will be lots more pictures to share and yew can see summa them at www.dfwpugs.com later this week. Them volunteer folks gotta get them all posted first, so be patient, I tell ya!

Annie's Friend Jane, Annie's New Bling, and Annie's New Movie

Jane Austen-Eyre the Puggy, Uber Cutey

This here is Annie

I want to introduce you to my friend Jane Austen-Eyre. Please say hi to Jane! I have been sending her instructional videos to assist her in training her family to do her bidding. She is living in the little house where Skippy Wu Angel Puggy used to reside, so she has a powerful little jiggley guardian angel watching over her. She also is the Studio Director for my Aunty Joan's bling factory for doggies, Linden Line Designs.

Just today I noticed this little accessory below made by Aunt Joan that I currently do not yet own. *looks pointedly at her mommy* This evening mommy will be measuring me so that the order for my new bell collar will be placed post haste with her creddy card. After all, we puggy girls have to line up our holiday attire months in advance of the pawties! I am thinking the gold would match my eyes, but the green is also nice.

While you are shopping, you can enjoy my latest movie, starring me.

Click Here to see my new movie!
Studio Director AnnieBee Takes a Break

The Skippy Wu Bell Collar
A Howliday Bling Must-Have

Back in the Saddle Again....

Gettin my cowboy on...

This here is Howie

I was having tummy bubbles again last week, so maw took me back to the doctor for another visit. I am feeling much better now, so I have no idea what all the fuss was about. She gets hysterical every time I leave a squirty pile in the yard, even though I told her I was leaving those strategically for when Annie chases her ball, like little poopy traps, so to speak. Annie stepped in one jest the other day and walked away from her ball in a big sulk. I wisht you cudda seen it. It was priceless.

Dr. Quinn Medicine Woman gave me some pills so maw has to give me an extra meal at bedtime now, so it all worked out to the best. Now if I could jest get offa this special diet and get my scrambley eggs and cheese again, I'd be a happy pug. You will be shocked and awed to learn that none of us are getting any of those delicious necessities any more, maw says no more table scraps fur the pugs on accounta my pancrea-yay-titis. Have you ever heard such hooey in your life? SOS!!!!

Flashback Friday

Java looking after baby brother Howie,

long before Howie had become so annoying.

Pee Is for Pancreatitis and Other Discoveries

So this is what Dr. Carter did with my teefs!!!

This here is Howie

I woke maw and paw up last night with tummy bubbles and had to go to the Emergency 9-1-1 Vet. Dr. Quinn Who Adores Me ran some tests and said I had an eppy-sode of pancreatitis so I hafta switch to a low fat food. I am sitting here writing to yew from my first class accommodations at the vet center getting me summa them IV fluids today.

I do love being here at the vet center, the ladies are all real cute and they are always telling me I am a good boy and how handsome I am. At home all I hear is "HOWIE DO NOT PEE ON THE LEATHER COUCH" and "HOWIE DO NOT TEACH YOUR FOSTER BROTHER HOW TO OPEN THE REFRIGERATOR" and other such nonsense.

The bad news is I gotta go one more day without eating while all that gurgling settles down inside me. Maw is coming to pick me up tonight so I will be hero doggy at home, and everyone will let me get away with anything. Mebbe I will tell maw to make Annie sleep in the garage.

Maw said something about how this was a "teaching moment" (see why I like to go to the vet???) and I had to share this linky with everypuggy so here is your homework:

Pancreatitis - What it Is All About

Hurricane Howie Hunkers Down

We are hunkered down at the House of Pee!

This here is Hurricane Howie

It has been pouring cats and pugs since yes-turd-day and so my mission if I choose to accept it is to only pee indoors until this blows over. Maw had steam coming out of her ears this morning when she saw me showing my foster brother Tanner the correct way to pee on the leg of the leather couch.

My sister Anniebelly has been gathering up all her toys in the event she gets evacuated. I have put a big red cross on the roof with a sign that sez:

TAKE MY SISTER PLEASE

Annie said if the storm hits Dallas, she is planning to take only her most important toys, including pink piggy, the squeaky red ball, noisey frog, knobbley bear, and, of course, the hunk of yellow faux fur. She don't know it but I peed on the whole pile jest now while she was rootin around in the toybox.

Howie's Birthday Rant

This here is my birfday cookie
No, I did not save any for yew

This here is Howie

Get yer tissues ready. Here are the things I didn’t git to watch on TV lately even though it is my birfday:

Indiana Daytonapolis Five Hunnert

Western Monster Dog Show

And all I gots to say about it is it’s a buncha hooey that watching them two programs would result in me barkin and jumpin on daddy’s Flatscreen Preciously Loved TV. Just because last year I barked at all the big dogs at the Western Monster Show, and especially that one doggy who looked like a mop who I am sure wasn’t a doggy at all. And just because whenever a car races by on the TV and says rrrrrrrrrrrrrooooommmm zzzzoommm I like to chase it and bark my head off, is no reason to deny me these activities.

Most annoyin is when the big dog is on the screen barkin or jumpin around and then he walks off stage exit left and I have to run in the room behind the TV to see where da heck he went. Mommy has been wonderin lately why I’m getting so fat. Well HUL-LO!! These was the two only exercises I get all year! Additionally, I had made some discussions about winners with my good pal, Louie, on the Daytonapolis Five Hunnert and I didn’t get to see who won! Now I didn’t say we was bettin or anything, did I? Noooooo. Just discussions like, Hey Lou, who do you think will win and if they don’t win you can be my pal and send me summa those hot wings yer eatin that day. That sorta thing. Nodoggy was wired. Nodoggy was breakin international laws of transit, just cuz Lou lives in Caneeda and mails me stuff that should probably have been inspected and discarded years ago that I will enjoy eatin anyway. We didn’t say ANY of this stuff on deesposable cell phones. All the time I gets accused of stuff I didn’t do yet, but was only thinking about doing. It’s a crime to be treated like this.

And don’t even get me started on Anniebelly Bossypants, my lil sister. It’s all, lately, just a buncha hooey!!!

Wordless Wednesday at Java's House

Java growing cheese

CelebrityPug Stubby Visits the Pugpants

CelebrityPug Stubby

looking all GQ

This here is Howie

Maw said I can write the blog today since I made the most noise at breakfast this morning. My good pal Stubby brought his folks over for a visit yesterday. He brought a bag full of food, per my instructions. Stubby has been traveling all over the country surprising folks with visits. I tried to climb into the car with Aunty Michele and Stubby as a surprise but maw said no. Have you ever heard such hooey in your life? She didn't even listen when I splained that Stubs gets to visit sixty dozen different refrigerators before he goes home.

I knew something was up this morning when Stubby brushed his teeth before he left. I saw on twitter he is having lunch with my girlfriend Pearley Poo in Oklahoma today. S'okay though, I am generous that way, and besides, he promised to mail me their leftovers so I got no problem with my good buddy StubsMan.

This is me, Howie, with my

good pal StubbyPug and his
mom, Michele, who I would
like to trade my maw for

This is Stubby and his groupies

This is my sister Annie with

Aunty Michele.

This is Stubby hanging out with all

the pug rescue peeps. Check out the cutey
just to his left!

Goodbye Mr. Sunshine - Oscar Goes to the Bridge Today

I was 11 years old when I arrived at

the Medina Foster Home for Wayward Pugs

Today my heart is breaking, as my beloved foster pug, Oscar, will be going to the Rainbow Bridge. His furever mom and dad, Jennifer and Dave, have adored and loved this special boy since they adopted him from DFW Pug Rescue four years ago.

Oscar came to rescue at the age of 11, and had the face of a teddy bear. He was an old soul but adored when I gave him kisses. Any time his family traveled, Oscar stayed with us, because he loved being at the Medina Foster Home for Wayward Pugs.

A few days ago he developed a cough, and his trachea is near collapsing. He has fluid on his lungs. He is no longer interested in food, which for Oscar, was his life passion. Jennifer said he is not himself at all and though he looks for her, he seems to be gone already. We had hoped he would see the age of 15 years, but it was not meant to be.

I pray the angels will take him gently and he will know how much he has been adored and loved in the short time we have known this amazing little fellow. I am so thankful he was in my life, and he went to such a loving home.

I've shared his story below. Please hug your babies today and tell them they are loved.

Goodbye Oscar, my sweet boy.

Howie showed me all the best places to pee

and how to bark at those pesky birds in the yard.

I may have been deaf, but I always knew when

something exciting was happening in the kitchen.

This is my best "Feed Me Scrambley Egg" face.

Foster mom said Santa Paws was bringing me a furever family.

The best thing about the foster home was all the women
kissing me all the time. Check out that cute little divapug
Winnie Wiggles in the corner. She always snuggled me at naptime.

Wordless Wednesday at Howie's House