DUTCH FRIDAY: JOY EDITION

Hi again everybody! It's still me, Dutch. 

Today I want to talk and think about joy. It's a very big thing for such a short little word. Sort of like Pug without all the snoring. 

Sometimes my human worries our life has become joyless. I know because I've heard her say it. The funny thing about humans is they very are good at making simple things complicated. Joy is not complicated. It's everywhere you go.

 

My favorite joys are rolling around in clean green grass. Playing in the water with my rainbow ball. Chasing a squirrel. The way my human's kissy noises sound. I think for Pug, joy is being here with all of you. Sitting on strangers laps in the park and forcing them to pet him. Eating things he shouldn't. Creepy Nikon.

Life can't be joyless when the world is full of things like grass and balls and kissy noises. It's practically impossible! What are your things? What is your joy??

Stay cozy & see you next week!

xoxo

Dutch

CRISPY BABY PIG FACE

sitting on a truck doesn't count

So, after the radio man was done talking about another snowmageddon on the Other Coast, a radio lady came on to talk about something even more serious: a bacon shortage. Something about China, economics, sick baby pigs and corn? 

No idea.

I didn't really get all the facts because radio lady used the word BACON a lot and every time she said BACON all I could think about was BACON. Until she said this:

Our deep love of bacon is pushing us to boldly brave new frontiers of pork eating. 

Huh what?!? Brave new frontiers of pork eating?? I have a deep love of bacon. Maybe I'll deeply love pork too. 

I  mean, talking my human into giving me bacon is practically impossible. The closest I usually get to bacon is the outside of the Bacon Bacon Truck. But I've never tried asking for pork. First attempt went like this:

ME: can I have some pork?

HUMAN: pork?

ME: y'know, bacon's cousin.

HUMAN: (confused) (or just ignoring me)

ME:  NPR says crispy baby pig face is delicious.

Ok, so I didn't have any better luck scoring pork. Dutch says I shouldn't have started with something with with the words "baby pig face" in it, but that's what the radio lady said was so tasty. 

The good thing about having a gimpy-brained human is in a few days she'll forget this ever happened and I can try again. So if you know of any good pork eatables that don't have a face and aren't a baby, please let me know!

SUNNY WITH A CHANCE OF BUTTS

The NPR radio dude talking about winter again this morning. Snow and freezingness and stuff I don't know much about. Then I remembered: oh, right. In some places it's January. 

The weather here has been so ridiculously not-normal, it's kinda hard to tell what part of the calendar it is. We should be wet and chilly, but  . Feels more like summer than winter. Only warmer. And sunny. 

So warm and sunny, the butts in my neighborhood are out:

Winter hat, summer butt.

Since I can't send actual warm sunniness to everyone freezing their butts off on the Other and Middle coasts, here are a few rays of sunshine from around here. I was going to call them pictures but Dutch said "rays of sunshine" sounded, uh, warmer. 

Weirdo.

warm goofy trees

the day it was almost colder than 40 degrees

ME! (and sunshine too)

JUST LIKE THEO + BEAU

So we were at the park the other day when I heard a bunch of humans awwwwing at something. They were saying stuff like:

Awwww, my heart hurts just looking!

Awwww, TOO CUTE! 

Awwww My God, that's ridiculous.

Of course I thought they were talking about me, but no. They didn't care about me at all. Because they were too busy starting at their phones, looking at these two on some thing called instagram:

If you don't live under a rock (like us), you've probably seen them too. Honestly? I totally don't get it. I mean, I guess it's cool if you like baby humans and puppies. But they're just sleeping. Me and Dutch sleep all the time and half the internet isn't awwwing at us. 

Well, last night I decided to fix this.

ME: can you take a picture of me and Dutch sleeping?

HUMAN: like, just lying there?

ME: it has to be cute sleeping. 

HUMAN: awww, like Theo and Beau!

Sigh. 

If me and Dutch aren't cute enough sleepers for you, check out Theo + Beau over on that instagram thing.

BABY STEPS

mysterious sidewalk shoes

Sorry about the whole Dutch Friday takeover thing. I'm glad you don't mind it as much as I do. Not that I don't love Dutch or anything. And not like his US LOVES YOU sign wasn't better than all my stupid signs put together kinda cool. But I missed like half of 2013 and I'm kinda sick of missing stuff.

baby step shoes?

Anyway. Last week was a little easier for my human. She's still slow as a slug in slow motion, but getting better. The word around here is baby steps. Even though my human's feet are ginormous. 

I didn't understand how anyone with such giant feet could walk like a baby. 

HUMAN: it's a metaphor, Pug.

ME: metaphor is just a fancy word for doesn't make any sense.

HUMAN: Dutch understands metaphors.

ME: exactly.

A little sucky, but I guess lame little sluggy steps are better than no steps at all. And I guess as long as everybody keeps walking that's kinda all that matters. Uh, that's a metaphor. 

I think.