I love television. I've been told that I'm rare. I especially love watching tv shows with dogs in them. My favorite movie is Cats and Dogs. Mom and Daddy love television too. That's why we have such a big tv and all these machines with wires coming from them. I used to love King of the Hill when Lady Bird was on, but Mom says they got rid of King of the Hill. Why do shows disappear? And what happened to Lady Bird now that the show isn't on? When a show isn't on, then where do the characters go? Take Dallas for instance. Where is JR? Mom says I'm too young to know about Dallas, but I watch her Netflix when she is at work. I want to watch Animal House because it must have animals in it, but Mom says not the animals that I'm thinking of. She said I would like 101 Dalmations or Lady and the Tramp better. She said they are more appropriate for my age too. I asked Mom what movies she liked and she said Twilight. She said I might like New Moon because it has a werewolf but it's a romance. Yuck! I hate romance. It's gross when Mom and Daddy hug and kiss. Do  you have any favorite movies?

Mom's Home

This is where Jasper and I sit everyday between the hours of 3 and 6. Mom gets home between those hours. When Mom gets home the fun starts because Daddy usually comes home right after her. They are both extra loving and want to hold us and play with us because they say their day is full of stress. Mom always stinks like dirty kids. I love when she tells me the kids hugged her because then she has extra stink and she's in a good mood when they hug her. She says they are really tough third graders who have harder lives than we do so she knows she's doing something right when they love her. When she comes home late she's in a bad mood and all the kid stink has worn off. I think it's because she has adult meetings with no kids and she misses them. I want to go to school with Mom. I think I would like school. I like the white things that she brings home and writes numbers all over. I want some of my own. She also talks about giving the kids treats. I LOVE treats! I hope she's not sharing my treats with them! I wouldn't mind having recess on the playground either. I love playgrounds.  

I've been to Daddy's work. It's really boring. Mom says it's not fun like her job. He makes blueprints all day. She said it's kinda like the white papers she has, only A LOT bigger. She said if she wrote her numbers on them she would get in big trouble. So I don't touch them. 

I miss my Mom and Daddy during the day, but it's nice when they come home because I can tell that they miss me. Plus it's nice to sneak around and see what I can get into during the day. It's nice being a housesitting pug for a living. Until next time...Fulmer

I love toys. I love to play. I have lots of toys which I am usually found toting around the house. Sometimes they even make it to the backyard. When they make it to the backyard they are not found until days later when Daddy goes outside to mow. I leave them in the back yard because Mom like to trick me into coming inside. She acts like she's going to leave me outside then I run after her. I generally drop the toy as I'm running after Mom. 

So today Daddy took me outside because he said I've kept him up too late playing the last couple of nights and I needed to get some energy out. I don't know what that means. But anyways, I found one of my favorite dolls, Patrick. Patrick is the chef from the Chuck E. Cheese characters. Mom and Daddy had been saving it for a baby, but I accidentally found it and played with him. Mom said I might as well just keep him. After I found Patrick Mom said that he was filthy. He must've gotten left out in the rain. I also decided he was filthy so I took him where I always go after I've played in the backyard for awhile: the bathtub! It didn't work right though. Normally when I go to the bathtub, the water turns on and someone helps me out. I had to get Mom to help me out. She didn't give him the same bath I get. She put him in the same bath where the clothes go. Then she told me to be more careful with my toys. Until next time...Fulmer

All I wanted to see were the pigs! Daddy asked Mom what we were having for dinner and she replied, "pigs in the blanket." My ears perked up. One, who eats pigs? Two, why would you eat said pigs in a blanket, especially when it's getting so cold outside? So I listened for Mom to finish making these pigs in the blanket so I could sneak and see them. I tried to roam around the house and figure out which blanket she used. She must've used one of Uncle Kyle's blanket because none of my favorites were missing. While I looked for the missing blanket this amazing smell began to tickle my nose. It smelled like melted cheese mixed with hot dogs. But I don't know why I smelled that! It should've smelled like mud, slop, and burnt cotton. Finally, I couldn't take it anymore. I ran into the kitchen and jumped up to look in the oven. I wanted to see these pigs in a blanket. I didn't believe that Mom could fit a whole pig in the oven. And I also wanted to make sure she wasn't using one of my orange blankets. All I saw were these biscuits that had hot dogs and cheese in them. I looked at Mom like she was nuts (still don't know what that means, but it sounded good when she said it). She looked at me and said, "Fulmer! What's the big deal? They're just pigs in the blanket! You might actually like one. They have hot dogs in them." Oh, so that's what pigs in the blanket are. FYI, I didn't like it. Biscuits aren't my thing. Who knows what we'll have for dinner tomorrow night?!? Until then, Fulmer

These dry brown things have been falling from the sky for the last couple of weeks. The first few days they fell I got really upset and barked. Mom told me to relax and that they are just leaves. I thought leaves were green and stayed on trees. Anyhow, Mom and Daddy did yard work yesterday. Apparently when these leaves fall it's customary to brush them together in a big pile. I thought the pile was for me to run and jump in. I soon realized it wasn't. I was enjoying my time outside running like a wild banshee as Mom likes to say. She says she can tell I'm in banshee mode because I drop my tail and tuck it between my legs. I tell her I just feel free. Anyways, I was running wild when I got an idea. I decided to run full speed into the pile of leaves. So I run and jump into the leaves and all of a sudden the world disappeared! Everything turned brown! I kept running and looked back to make sure I was still home. I thought I had disappeared into another world. Luckily I hadn't. My Mom and Daddy were standing there. Daddy was yelling because I messed up the leaves and Mom was rolling around the ground laughing. I thought she had hurt herself so I went to make sure she was okay. I soon realized that she was okay because she said, "Fulmer, you're not a pumpkin! You're a nut!". When anyone figures out what this means, please let me know! Until then, Fulmer

MMMM Bacon!!!

My sister, Jasper, hates me. She is an 8 year old Somali cat. She has lived with Mom her whole life, so she's been around A LOT longer than me. As a matter of fact, Jasper was Mom's only animal for a long time. Until I came around. I still remember the night Daddy brought me home. I'd never seen a cat, but I remember thinking how pretty she was. I tried to walk to her to sniff her, but she hissed at me and slapped me! It didn't hurt because Jasper doesn't have claws. Mom was upset but decided that Jasper would warm up to me. Well, one year later and she still hasn't warmed up to me. She tolerates me a lot more, but she still smacks me a lot. I like to follow her around the house and sniff her tail. It's so pretty. Then she realizes I'm following her and she attacks me. She pretty much stays on the kitchen table because I can't reach her. I like it when she sleeps on the arm of the couch because I like to sit on a cushion so I can be close to her. 

Today I realized that Jasper and I have something in common so maybe she'll decide to like me after all. Mom and Daddy like to make a nice breakfast when they get up on Sundays. They usually make eggs, bacon, and biscuits. So there's Jasper and I waiting for Mom and Daddy to turn their heads so we can sneak food off of their plate when Mom calls us over to her. She holds a piece of bacon to each of us and Jasper took her piece and ate it right beside me. I ate my piece and waited for her to finish so I could try to play with her but she took a really long time. She took so long I thought she was trying to share with me so I ate the rest of hers. She got really mad and slapped me. Then Mom got mad and gave Jasper another piece but not me!!! I still tried to play with Jasper. I tried to share my green ball with her to make up for the bacon, but she didn't want it. I guess I'll have to find another green ball in the front yard so she can have her own. Until then....Fulmer

Mom had a doctors appointment today. Daddy said it was so the radiologist could x-ray her tummy to see if her tummy was okay for babies. I don't know what that means. She came home really happy. Happier than usual and definitely a lot happier than she has been lately. See, Mom and Daddy want a baby. I don't know why they want a baby. I've seen my Uncle Jon's baby and he's gross. He doesn't even have good stink. All he does is cry, poop, and spit up. Mom thinks this is cute. Personally, I would think she would rather just take care of me. You can see from the pic that I'm cute. And I never throw up on her. The only time I ever cry is when one of my toys gets stuck under the couch. 

Honestly, I'm a little scared of a baby. Babies don't like to play. I like to play. When Uncle Jon's baby is around all Mom wants to do is hold him and talk about how cute he is. She completely forgets about me. She won't even let me near him to see him. So when the baby comes will she just completely forget about me? Will I get as much love as I do now? Will I still be her pumpkin? Or will the baby be her new pumpkin? Until then...Fulmer