Merrylog

Oh, the puglet has become a fussy puglet on her morning walks. While she seems to be settling into the routine and beginning to get more comfortable that she’s on her own five weekdays every week, she is definitely trying every tack in the book to get us to stay home with her, and her newest trick is I Won’t Poop You Can’t Make Me.

A trick, mind you, normally reserved for the days when it’s twenty below freezing and she’s hoping we’ve hidden all the warm grassy areas somewhere.

Especially the last few work mornings, she’ll walk forever if I let her, and never once circle around with even a hint that she’s going to give it up. Gotta love the cute lil’miss for trying! :)

Love, love, love her expression in this one. :)

The princess seems to be adjusting okay to her new schedule. She has had a couple of upsets – tossing her cookies first thing in the morning, a couple of days – that I’m sure will even out once she has more time to adjust and the excitement of this brand-new schedule calms down somewhat.

Do I miss the spudling? Heck, yes. Every day. But I try to make sure that we have good walk and rubdown times together in the morning, and at least one play session in the evening (Hubby Dearest walks the princess in the evening for me, isn’t he sweet?). And the bonus is that I’m loving the new job and all the folks I work with are great, which makes it easier!