Friday, December 10, 2010

Found It

Here's a story about a dumb and hungry pug.

Kevin bought me a little knit coin purse in the shape of a pug's head, that had a little blue pom-pom hanging from it.  For reasons that will become clear, I don't have the actual pom-pom to show you, but it was just a little one, like one of these:



I excitedly showed the coin purse to the pugs by dangling it front of their faces.  They clearly thought it was a toy (I pretty much enabled that), a belief that Rikki demonstrated by promptly opening her gaping jaws like a mammoth grouper, raising herself up on her hind legs, and snapping her fat lips shut over the defenseless pom-pom.


Luckily, since she's toothless, she didn't have such a good grip on the pom pom and I was able to pull it out of her mouth with ease.

And then I got a little absent-minded and forgot where I put the coin purse.  The next time I saw it, it was in Bunni's mouth as she was trotting around the apartment.  Apparently first impressions die hard.  I took it out of her mouth, and noticed it felt a little...crusty, like someone (somepug to be more exact) had been chewing on it all day.

I also noticed that there was no pom-pom. The pom-pom, string--it was all gone.

Of course I go into a mild panic thinking about intestinal blockage, x-rays, surgery and soaring vet bills.  Instead of rushing to the vet, I decided we'd keep a close watch on both pugs to make sure that they exhibited no signs of distress in their eating or pooping habits.  I thought perhaps that our housekeeper had maybe seen the pugs with the coin purse and removed the pom-pom herself.  Of course I could have called her and asked, but that would make too much sense.

Luckily, the pugs seemed fine and their digestive systems normally functioning.  They were pooping like champs for 5 days and counting. Phew.

Yesterday, Kevin took the dogs for their daily morning walk.  I managed to sleep through them returning from the walk, Kevin putting the dogs back in bed, Kevin getting ready for work, and leaving for work. I can be a heavy sleeper.

Anyway so Kevin calls me later and says "I found the pom-pom." Oh where oh where?  "Rikki pooped it out." 

So she had been hoarding it.  Little runt.

 
Just look at her (on the left), playing all innocent and unaware of her transgression.

8 comments:

  1. teehehehehe. she wanted to savor the pom. mmm.

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  2. Our beagle ate one of my 1/2 carat diamond stud earrings. Though hubby was a trooper and more than willing to sort through poop to look for it, I refused the offer. Sorting through poop for several days wasn't worth the cost of a new pair of earrings, and really even if we had found it I don't think I'd have wanted to wear it again anyway. :(

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  3. oh, little rikki. if your mama fed you more sausage on a regular basis, you and your sister wouldn't have to resort to such antics.

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  4. haha! but..pom poms! they are so tasty! :P

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  5. HAHA. Oh no!! At least you know it's not stuck. :)

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  6. That look says "What pompom Mom? Iz not here"
    Yeah, because it's in yo poop.

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  7. lobster and penga: yeah, she was weird taste buds.

    maylove: oh no! yeah, i can see why a new pair of earrings would be in order!

    alice and mintedlife: the pugs do get an awful lot of laughs. even when they're not really doing anything.

    sashacleo: i do feed her. i don't like your accusation.

    jessica: haha! you took the words out of her mouth.

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