Swimming!

Since we are going on a vacation to a place with a pool, I bought Mr. Pibbs a swimming life vest. He wasn't super pleased with this purchase:

Trying out the new life jacket.

He even has been curious about the pool since seeing it, either by staring at it or throwing his toys into the pool:

But of course combining these two items has proven to be the best idea to beat the summer heat:

Mr. Pibbs gets a new toy

He went insane when he discovered we were hiding this new toy from him.

But then he wore himself out

Whenever KC sits at his computer...

... I give him these puppy eyes.

Mr. Pibbs has a crusher

UChicago Crushes is a website on which people post their interest in people they are crushing on.  My students let me know that Mr. Pibbs has his own fan on this website.

Tennis Balls

I have been told my entire life that pugs don't like to play with tennis balls because of the shape of their mouth.  So Mr. Pibbs surprised me by playing with his tennis ball during Christmas.  Fast forward to last night, Mr. Pibbs got a new tennis ball and he discovered that the balls stick to my bag.

Unfortunately I am not fast enough to catch him on camera when he sticks the ball to Velcro himself.  But he is entertained by this new game.

Mr Pibbs ready to go to work

Yesterday I was putting on my coat to go to the stores, and I turned around to find Mr. Pibbs laying on my work bag.  Someone already has a greater work ethic than I do!

"Please can we go to work right now?!"

More Sleeping Pibbs

Mainly because when he is sleeping he is at peace with the world, I have included a few more silly photos of Mr. Pibbs sleeping.

See below for a different angle

Mr. Pibbs hearing the camera's beep.

How does a puppy get to Georgia?

For the holidays, I spent some time with my family in Atlanta. So I brought my lovely puppy with me. How do I get my puppy to Atlanta?

I had a little extra "help" while packing.  Mr. Pibbs was so excited he kept on jumping into my suitcase and settling for the long haul.  I made sure not to forget him!

I received this face a lot while driving, which really made me feel a little bad, but he survived the trip...

... by eating a lot of Milkbones and gingerbread men!

The best position that he could be in for the 12 hour drive.  Thank goodness he was in the mood to sleep a lot!

Made it to Georgia.  My gosh it does feel great to stretch my legs a little and get outside!  There no snow here, so I think I may just settle in for the entire season!

Learning Stairs

Poor Mr. Pibbs. My parents have a flight of stairs and no elevator.

Looks like someone is getting the point of going down stairs after much coercion.

The Mirror

Pug puppies and mirrors.  What I was expecting is pretty standard for pugs:

Mr. Pibbs, though, just doesn't care:

So while this may be a little less entertaining, this just means that Mr. Pibbs is a much calmer pug than others.  I'm keeping my fingers crossed for that!

Long Day

Bath time again

Today was a day we decided to play in the mud in the cold. So we had to get a bath afterwards...

The resulting picture shows how much we liked that.

Bones!

Today Mr. Spoiled (i.e. Mr. Pibbs) received a 3-pack of bones in the mail, since I needed a few other items from Amazon.  He really didn't know what to do with these at first.

Eventually he calmed down and figured out how to chew on his bone.  If I knew that this is all that I needed to dissuade his insanity, I would have purchased 20 of these teething bones when I first got him.  Now I can finally work at the computer for a bit without Mr. Pibbs giving me guilty eyes.

Now he's figured out how to chew his bone...

Right now he really loves the blue dental bone.  I'm a little wary of letting him really chew on the edible bone, so I try to play with him when he has that one.  But this blue dental bone is honestly keeping him entertained for hours at time--I really no longer matter when it's blue bone playtime.

... and now he cannot stop. At least he's not chewing the furniture.

Mister Pibbs goes to work

Mr. Pibbs went to my work yesterday. He received a lot of love from my coworkers, which made work not such a bad place for him.

Hiccups

I finally caught a video of Mr. Pibbs hiccuping.  He's really quiet when he does it, but he does make a little noise.

Mister Pibbs would like to say...

Hello!

Tapeworm

Alright--no photos of the actual tapeworm (I promise).  But I noticed some rice-like things appearing in Mr. Pibbs' crate after he would sleep there overnight.  I didn't think anything of it, since I recently washed and dried his bed.  It wasn't until yesterday when he was starting to have unpredictable BMs that something had to be up.  His final yield for the night produced part of the culprit--a tapeworm.

I'll admit at this point I didn't know it was a tapeworm, so I thought it was a lot worse than "just" a tapeworm.  So I called the vet this morning and took him in for an appointment, along with a few poop bags and the "rice."  The staff at the clinic, once they got over the fact that the famous Mr. Pibbs was coming for a visit, got a good laugh after me admitting that I felt weird a) talking about my dog's poop, and b) then giving them a bag of dog poop.  Needless to say, the vet looked at the worms and the dried bodies of the worms (the rice-like items in the crate) and knew instantly that Mr. Pibbs has tapeworm.

Fast-forward to lunch, Mr. Pibbs gets spoiled and now gets to have a mixture of his usual food along with Dave's 95% premium chicken wet food so that we can give him the Panacur powder and know he's eating it.  Honestly, I have never seen him happier with the challenge of emptying his food bowl.

Mr. Pibbs, actually enjoying his medicine.

Update: So apparently I don't know how to feed a dog canned dog food and I fed him way too much. He's happy with his normal dry dog food, so I need to try to stick with that the best I can.  Poor guy.

Mr. Pibbs refusing to finish his second day of the tapeworm course.

Bathtime!

Last week, Mr. Pibbs was smelling a little like a dog--causing the apartment to also smell a little like a dog.  So I had a little help in bathing him.  It was really hard to keep him calm in the tub, so it took two people to actually bathe him--one to do the bathing and one to keep him calm (and sneak a few photos).

This is the Mr. Pibbs before getting completely wet.

As you can see, he still moves fast in the tub.

All said and done, I am really impressed with the CVS dog shampoo that was picked up for me.  It is a ginger-oatmeal scent, and the smell still has lasted a week.  Definitely dogs are more spoiled with their bath products than I remember from my childhood.

Sleeping Pibbs

Enjoy some photos of the sleeping Pibbs

Speaking of Clothing...

The people who gave us Mr. Pibbs gave us a hat that he "likes" to wear.

Obviously his head has grown since we got him

Mr. Pibbs is begging us not to put this on again.  Obviously it's time for more items to be bought in its place...