With his back leg problems Pablo has a hard time navigating slippery wood floors. Since our dining table is on wood this makes mealtimes especially stressful–for both Pablo and us. Pablo slips and slides, falls down, and then can’t get back up. Our solution was to put our doormat next to the table so that Pablo can beg from there. We call it the begging mat. What can I say, it works for us.
Pablo didn’t have candles on his cake (too many to fit) but that didn’t seem to matter to him. It’s been almost two weeks since his birthday and so far he has managed to finish half the cake. He’d eat it all if we let him, of course.
Fifteen years old. Wow! Happy birthday to the greatest pug that ever barked, snorted, snored, and grumbled! Pablo is still going strong. True, he is missing most of his teeth, has gone deaf, totters around on gimpy legs, and pees and poops around the house. But, really, life isn’t all that different from when he was a puppy. And look at that smile!
It’s been gloomy and rainy these past few days and so Pablo’s been doing what a pug does best: lazing around in K’s big comfy chair.
Lately, Pablo has taken to going underneath K’s recliner. He has his own comfy bed just a foot away so why he prefers the chilly, wood floor is beyond us. As always, pugs march to their own drummer.
Pablo is all decked out for the holidays.