“The “Puppy Mover Monorail” is a working model train (rare!). The PMM Mark III is composed of five wooden cars, totaling 10′-6″ long.” It’s a working puppy train. Click Here To See It
The only thing that would make it better is if there were pugs inside! Gizmo and Gadget would love a ride!
July 17, 2006 at 11:29 pm · Show more about: dogs, Pug, Pugs
Ok, I did some more “research” and found this. This is absolutely hilarious. Pugs are smart, very smart. You’ll need to double click on this video to get it to play.
April 22, 2006 at 12:39 am · Show more about: dogs, Pug, Pugs
I dont know if you give your dogs last names or not, but right now, Gizmo is “Gizmo Miller” and Gadget is “Gadget Kastl” Gizmo was the Pug I picked out from the litter. Tricia’s mom loved Gadget, so she went back and got him, and he eventually ended up with us, which we think is great, but Gizmo was my dog first. He lived with me before anyone else did, so he’s Gizmo Miller. (It also sounds good, something about the M in Gizmo goes well with Miller).
Tricia and I are getting married in a month, and we think Gadget’s going to change his name to Gadget Miller. It doesnt sound as good, but we think he’s going to change it.
Anyway, we call Gadget, “Gadj” (GA softG), and we call Gizmo, “Giz”, “Gizzy”, “Gizmo”, “Mo”, or “Momo.” I try to be more masculine and call him Gizmo or Mo, but that doesnt always happen.
What do you call your dogs? Oh, and for the person who posted on the last post, if you move to the Warehouse District in New Orleans, you won’t be out of place, you’ll be moving to where Gizmo and Gadget live! They like it here except for not having a yard to frolic in.
In a bizarre way, Gizmo and Gadget liked Hurricane Katrina. They got to stay on a pug farm with 40 other dogs, then they got to stay in Baton Rouge with a yard and a situation where they never were left alone, ever, and they had about 6 walks a day. How much better does it get for a dog?
First off, I think this is the first time i’ve posted a picture of myself on here. This is me and Ipsy, and as I was trying to take a picture of us, she started kissing me. I don’t think you can see her tongue in this picture, but she’s in mid-lick.
Last night, we went to the bridge lounge for a humane society event, where there was a poetry contest. The winner, as decided by some judges (one of which runs Three Dog Bakery) would win a night’s stay at the W hotel in Downtown New Orleans.
That being Tricia’s favorite hotel, she decided to write a poem and enter the contest. Everything was going well, she got up to the microphone, I brought the dogs up to the podeum to sit on some chairs for everyone to see, and then Tricia started reading the poem she had written about Emily, who recently passed away.
She got through about two lines of the poem, and couldn’t continue. So, she beckoned me to read it for her, which I did (Quite well, if I do say so myself)
Anyway, the judges were moved by her poem and her display of emotion, and she WON!! How cool is that? See Tricia, you still have creativity in you.
Update: As I apparently do every single time, I identified ipsy and gizmo wrong in the previous post. Ipsy’s in the front, not Gizmo.
All I can say is that I am in love with my pugs. They are so entirely lovable it’s uncanny.
Pugs have this special something that’s so endearing. They have such personality, such emotion — they just love you so much.
I know Tricia loved Emily very much, even though she didn’t live with her anymore, and I’m very sad that she won’t be around anymore.
Tricia, I know you’ll probably be upset when you read this, but I want you to know that I miss Emily too, and it won’t be the same when we’re at Pug Central without Emily going crazy when you let her into the bed.
Emily was such a trooper, putting up with all the puppies — hers and otherwise, she’ll really be missed.