Pugsley: aka, the Sausage.
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That Sausage is still ravenously hungry on the prednisone even though I've weaned him down to half a pill once a day. Maybe it's not even the meds at this point. Maybe he has just learned hunger and now it's a part of his daily life. Food is always on his mind. If he is awake, he wants to eat. As a result, he is constantly getting into things now. It's like living with a toddler. I can't leave him out of my sight or he will be into something that isn't good.
I can't cook in the kitchen with my pantry doors open anymore, for easy access to my spices, etc. or his pug head will be in there in milliseconds trying to pull food out. The other day I was at the stove and left the pantry door open for 30 seconds, I turned around and caught him pulling out a packet of hot cocoa. His right paw stepping on one end as his teeth were pulling back the paper on the left end while the powder was spilling all over the floor. I caught him red handed pawed. He licked some of the powder before I was able to pull him back.
This weekend I was in the bathroom and didn't see him at the door so I ran into the living room and caught him with two paws up on the coffee table with his head in the candy dishes. He ate two chocolates before I could get to him. Luckily it wasn't enough chocolate to make him sick.
Now all of those sneaky things were minor compared to what he did to me last night. After a long day of running around doing errands and an intense work out in the gym I wanted nothing more than to collapse on my cushy couch and eat a warm bowl of chili. I settled in with my piping hot bowl, side of tortilla chips and mmmm was it good! Pugsley always sits on the couch and watches me eat. He's been doing this his entire life without incident so I thought nothing of it. What I couldn't believe though is for the first time in almost 14 years he lost control and lunged at my food, diving head first into my hot bowl of chili! He was lightning fast too... I never even saw him going in. When I pulled back on the bowl he lifted his head up and his entire white beard was covered in red sauce. A big glob of chili got all over my down blanket that I had just washed too so that was a mess. Dinner was a bust.
Today he hasn't been quite as mischievous but he was crafty enough to find an old piece of chewing gum under the dryer and dig it out with his claws. I was half expecting to see him blow bubbles at me when I caught him in the act. It's something new now every day.
Of course I blame it all on the cancer and his medication. I find myself making endless excuses for his naughty ways. "He didn't mean to do it", "He couldn't help it! He must have slipped and accidentally fell into my bowl". Yeah, I know it's not true but it beats getting mad at the little sausage and then feeling guilty later on. Because really, he can do no wrong right now.
I'm just so happy that he's still so spry and cunning. It's part of his charm. And it's reached new heights.
Trudy commented March 17, 2008 10:59 AM
You're absolutely right; pugs can do no wrong. I don't think I would ever blame Marlene for anything:)
coffeypot commented March 17, 2008 12:03 PM
You had better keep him fed. You may wake up one night and find him chewing on your arm.
Lori commented March 17, 2008 10:33 PM
I wouldn't put it past him. Tonight he tried eating one of my sweaty gym socks. he is a desperate sausage.
Kim commented March 18, 2008 10:09 AM
My last bull mastiff was diagnosed with cancer and she also went crazy over food. We own a restaurant and when the restaurant was closed at night,she was allowed to come in. She knew she was never to cross the line between the kitchen and the dining room since she was 8 weeks old.
Well...that all quickly changed when she had cancer. She went into the baking pantry and ate chocolate chips, flour, pecans, sugar,potato chips. She didn't seem to have any remourse at all. She just knew we couldn't possibly be mad, I really think they know that we will get over it , and that they have been so good for so long...they're going to "live it up" for the rest of the their time on earth. and they are right!!!!!!
Lori commented March 18, 2008 8:55 PM
Kim, I couldn't agree more. He is definately trying to live large and who has the heart to blame him? Not me. Tonight he got his paws up on the coffee table and trying licking my chocolate milk :) Gotta love the Sausage even more for trying.