Monday, November 30, 2009

PIE WEIGHT

My human said since I snarfed down a whole piece of pumpkin pie on Thanksgiving, I needed to do some extra walking over the weekend.

You need to walk off the pie before it turns into rolls
, she said.


Don't ask me how pie turns to rolls. I like to walk so I didn't ask any questions. Well, I did ask if we could go somewhere new to walk off my pie. My human said that sounded like a good idea and loaded us into the car.

We ended up over at Crissy Field, which was a little disappointing because we go there all the time and I thought we were going to a new place.

ME: I thought we were going to walk in a new place?
MY HUMAN: We are.
ME: Uhm, we come here all the time.
MY HUMAN: We come here, but we've never walked over there.

By "there" she meant the big orange bridge.
My human said people come from all over the world to visit it. I never knew you could walk on the bridge, but when we got there lots of people were there walking on it.

My human told us Jack & Vegas' human's grandmother walked across the bridge before cars were allowed to use it. That was on the first day it opened back in 1937. She also said they closed the bridge off to cars to celebrate the bridge's 50th birthday. So many people walked across the bridge that day, it changed shape. They had to stop letting people on because engineers were worried the weight of the crowd might break the bridge.

I didn't like the sound of that. Especially since I hadn't walked off my pie yet. Dutch ate pie too. And so did my human. So that was 3 of us with pie weight. Who knew how many other people on the bridge ate pie. I started to worry that alllll the people on the bridge were there to walk off their pie.

My human laughed when I asked if extra pie weight could break the bridge. She told me to relax and enjoy the view. So I did.

7 comments:

Stella and Gunther said...

Puglet, you and Dutch are so lucky to live in such a beautiful place. Our mom and dad LOVE Fran Sisco. Sometimes they havta come up for dad's wine meetings. Mom likes to walk on that orange bridge while dad is talkn' wine all dang day.
Maybe all us pugs can walkn' on that orange bridge someday and make it change shape?

xoxo
Stella & Gunther

Rosie the Party Pug said...

Hi Puglet. Yes a Pug day on the bridge, I like that!

Stubby said...

Hi Puglet! Dad took a picture of Mom on that bridge when they were in your town for Labor Day. She didn't mention that pugs could go there.

You and Dutch don't look any heavier from your pie eating. Maybe it's the camera angle?

Stubby xoxo

dw said...

Wow, that's a great place to walk, Puglet! You guys sure are lucky! And I don't know how pie turns into rolls either.... :/

Ollie said...

Puglet,
The pie must have escaped before it turned into rolls because you & Dutch look so trim and fit (I think the young lady in the background admiring you two would agree). It sure looks like you had a wonderful day walking across the sky.

THE PUGLET said...

OOOH - pug Sunday on the bridge!!! That would be SO cool. I wonder how many pugs it would take to bend the bridge? I bet we could totally do it if we ate lots of pie first.

THE PUGLET said...

I'm not sure about the whole pie -> rolls conversion. But I'm glad it goes pie -> rolls and not the other way around. I son't think rolls taste as good as pie.

My human said she only uses the "most flattering" camera angles for our pictures. I don't think that one of Dutch with a head the size of China is very flattering... but as long she makes me look cute, I'm happy.