Sugar Booger and Chunky Monkee
Posing for Pictures
In the Backyard
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Now that both Monk and Sugar have passed there will most likely be no more postings on this blog unless I come across a nice photo or two that I missed of them and would like to post and share.
Monk and Sugar brought us great joy, happiness, love, aggravation, loyalty, pleasure, comfort, aggravation…. and did I mention aggravation? 🙂
But it was all worth it!
We would do anything to have them back again.
Julie and Gordon
March 31, 2019
Monk and Sugar
The End of an Era
Monk in Hospice
Monk laying at the foot of my computer chair in one of his many dog beds. It was sort of a running joke the amount of dog beds that we have in our house. We had a total of 4 dog beds and 3 dog mats scattered throughout our house. It comes from my laziness. I refuse to carry one dog bed from room to room so I have a dog bed in every room. (I do the same thing with my prescription and reading glasses. There is a pair within arms reach all over this house. As in about 25-30 pairs.) 🙂
I had to put Sugar down in June 2017 and it was very hard on me as I had to do it myself. I did take Monk with me so that we could say goodbye to Sugar together. We brought her body home with us and Gordon dug a hole in our backyard.
Now, March 2019, Monk has joined her. But this time Brodie was the one that dug the hole. Gordon is still overseas. I told Gordon that when I put Sugar down that it would be the last time I did it alone as it was so traumatic for me. He promised me that I would never have to do it alone again. Well, we can’t control fate and it was me that took Monk in to be put down.
When we first adopted Monk many years ago he was previously owned by breeder’s and groomer’s. Monk was a good looking pug and he produced good looking offspring, but he was a very sad pug. His life was living in a cage. And from what we do know, he was passed around quite a bit. Finally, an organization called Heidi’s Legacy got him and placed him up for adoption. When Gordon and I decided to adopt I was looking at agency’s online and I came across this huge selection of animals and their “mug shots.” I then saw this pug named Monk. Monk! (I was a huge fan of the t.v. show Monk, starring Tony Shalub. As a matter of fact I have it on right now in DVD form, season 6, I believe, playing in the background.) 🙂
The name may have caught my attention but the worried expression on his face is what drew me in. So, I contacted the agency and we started an adoption application and interview. I was given the application and it asked me to write about everything that I knew about pugs. I don’t think they meant for me to really list everything I knew about pugs because I not only filled up the small space on the form, but I added an additional notebook sized paper that I stapled to the form.
Note to anyone within earshot: Don’t ask me to list everything I know about something because I will list everything I know about it.
When we went to pick Monk up he was a bit worried so I held him in my lap in the car ride home. I also sat with him for the first 3 days as he was very sad and didn’t know what was happening. He would walk over to our sliding glass doors and howl very loudly. He was lost and he was howling hoping that another friend of his would answer. But none never did.
Monk and I bonded and he was very attached to me until he died. He always wanted to be with me. Oh, he did love Gordon and Veronica and Brodie. He also loved to snuggle with all of them, including Brodie’s friends, but Monk had a very special attachment to me. I too have never loved a dog as much as I do Monk.
Monk’s Grave in our Pet Cemetery
So far we have 2 dogs and 3 fish in our pet cemetery.
Monk on our Bed
When I took Sugar to be put down she went very peacefully, but Monk didn’t, which is why I am so very sad about his passing because he did suffer a bit. The last two days of Monk’s life I was taking care of him as if he were a baby. He could no longer walk so I had him to lay on urine pads in his dog beds. I would change his position about 6 times a day so that he was comfortable. I had to clean him up with damp cloths and hand feed him. I did place his food bowl underneath his head and he did eat one night, but the following day he just didn’t want any of that hard dog food.
Eggs and Ice Cream
Monk on his Heating pad
I knew that I would be putting him down the following day so I gave him a nice send off where food was concerned. He loved eggs and ice cream! So that is what I gave him. I had to hand feed him but he ate every bit of it! I even fed him the same thing the day he died.
When I took him in to our veterinarian’s office to be put down I already knew what to expect from Sugar’s passing. They put us in a dark room, they then took Monk away to have an I.V. inserted into him, then they are supposed to bring him back and when I am ready they then inject him. However, I noticed that they were gone a long time when they took Monk away from me. I was starting to get worried. I then heard the loudest YELP, TWICE! I knew it was Monk! Why is Monk yelping and what is taking them so long to bring him back to me? I then went looking for him. It was at the end of the day and they were finished with patients. It was just a few employees left and me and Monk, and a few pets they were keeping in cages for whatever reason.
I came across one of the employees and I asked her if that was Monk that yelped? She lied to me and said that she didn’t think so. I didn’t appreciate that. I then kept walking and saw Monk spread out on a table with two employees around him trying to insert the I.V.. They told me that his vein’s are just too small and that they were having a hard time finding his vein’s.
They had a muzzle on Monk!!!
I was just trying to take it all in. I was having a hard time being there on my own to put down the one dog that I have been closest to in my entire life. He had been yelping in pain which is why I went looking for him at the vet’s. When I see him he looks paralyzed laying on a cold steel table and has a muzzle on with two “nurses” trying to insert that needle into his leg. Monk hasn’t moved in two days. I seriously doubt he had the strength to snap at anyone. He had never hurt us the entire time we knew him. That muzzle was overkill. A 17 year old pug is not threat to anyone! Just a bunch of scaredy cat nurses.
I noticed that his head was laying on cold steel so I cradled his sweet face in my hand. I was crying so hard that I had to keep wiping away the tears just to see. I was crying hysterically and Monk just kept looking at my face. That is when I noticed that he had tears coming out of his eyes. TEARS! The thing is, Dogs don’t cry. Yet, I saw tears coming out of his eyes. He wasn’t looking at the light, he was facing away from it looking at my face. My face was the last thing that Monk saw before he died. As far as the tears are concerned? Who is to say that isn’t evolution? If an octopus can walk out of the ocean and onto dry land then why can’t a dog develop the capacity to cry?
I don’t know if I will be going back to Noah’s Ark Animal Hospital with the next dogs that we adopt. Other than the experience with Monk’s passing we had been very happy with them but I just don’t know now. Monk deserved better. Sugar’s passing was painless and peaceful. But Monk suffered. I will never forget about that.
I will miss you forever Monk,
Monk will always be the funniest dog that I have ever known. 🙂
March 28, 2018
March 3rd. was Monk’s 15th Birthday
The average lifespan of a pug is 14 years. We adopted Monk about a decade ago. He was previously owned by groomers and breeders and I think that they took very good care of him, as in they fed him well and took very good care of his health. I believe that is why he is outliving his breed’s lifespan. Monk is old but he is still functioning well. Because he hates to be alone he follows me all over the house, hence getting his exercise. I am the kind of person that is up and running around the house all day long. I may sit down at the computer to check things throughout the day but I usually don’t just sit at the computer until the late afternoon, or I usually don’t just sit in front of the t.v. Because of that Monk is doing a lot of walking in keeping up with me.
Also, his appetite is still very strong and he has good bowel movements. In the months before Sugar died we witnesses her deterioration, we aren’t seeing that in Monk. When we adopted Sugar she had come from abuse and wasn’t well taken care of by her previous family. I think that actually contributed to her deterioration and death.
The health care that you can give animals really does contribute in their overall health and life expectancy. Sure Monk lays around more and takes naps throughout the day, but as old as he is he is a healthy and happy dog.
I didn’t think he would make it to age 15 but he has. This year will probably be his last but until then we will enjoy everyday with him.
We are lucky that we found him!
March 26, 2018
Meeting Our New Grand Dog Chewie
Last month we had the pleasure of meeting our new Grand Dog Chewie.
Our daughter and her fiance became the proud parents of the cutest little sweetheart ever!
As you can see Monk can barely contain his excitement.
Chewie is Black and Beautiful!
Welcome to the family!
We then had the pleasure of having Chewie stay with us while Veronica and Brian went on vacation for a week up to Boston.
Is that not the most adorable face?? 🙂
After 4 days of whining and barking Chewie settled into his temporary environment.
He even had his choice of “bedrooms.”
He chose Monk’s bed, of course…..
Monk wasn’t enjoying any of this!
YES!!!! HE’S OUT COLD!!!
Now comes quiet time, for us! 🙂
Note: Although Veronica and Brian had already made their plans for Boston prior to their obtaining Chewie, it is never a good idea to adopt an animal and then go off and leave it for a week or longer. Even if the animal is in a secure environment. It was very confusing to Chewie as he was only with Veronica and Brian a week before they gave him to us to watch while they went on vacation. He first lived with his birth family, then V and B, and then us, then back to V and B’s. It’s confusing for animals just like it is for children. And just as children act out in frustration, so do animals.
Chewie nipped at us many times while we kept him and it did draw blood. We were also scratched up a bit because he was a rough active little puppy who was also stressed out about where he belonged. None of this was his fault. But it was a bit unpleasant for all of us.
When V and B got back from their trip they noticed the bad behavior so they devoted their time to acclimating him to his new home environment while actively training him from his bad habits.
None of this was anyone’s fault, but when you do get a new animal it is best to devote your time and attention into helping he or she understand that this is their new forever home.
Oh, and uh, these two naughty boys did manage to sneak out and have some fun on Mardi Gras. 🙂
Our little Monk recuperating from Chewie’s visit.
I think we’re all recuperating from Chewie’s visit. 🙂
March 16, 2018
Our Pretty Sugar
I was looking through our photos when I came across this one of our sweet and precious Sugar. She looks so pretty. We miss her everyday. She passed back in 2017. But you never forget the sweet ones in your life.
Cold Day in Florida
Monk is still with us. He will be 15 in March. We are enjoying him and appreciating him until his time is up.
He is my favorite little snuggle buddy. 🙂
Monk found a comfy cozy place to nap.
July 13, 2017
Monk Has a Friend Over
Meet Bella, Brodie’s Girlfriend’s Adopted Dog
Monk Has a Friend Over
Our son Brodie’s girlfriend Lauren, adopted a dog that she named Bella. Bella was abused and doesn’t like many men. She is also very skittish around women. She does love Brodie and is more comfortable around us. But Brodie and Lauren brought Bella over to see Monk and it made Monk’s day! He hasn’t been very happy since Sugar died but his tail was wagging for Bella.
Monk and Bella
Bella loves to look out the window. She also loves to chase the squirrels. She is welcome to because those naughty squirrels chew up some of our plants and flowers. Especially, roses!
I think Bella smells Sugar here.
Bella and Sugar were also friends.
Animals have feelings too. They know pain, sadness, loneliness, happiness, joy, fear……
Monk wagged his tail for the first time since Sugar died. That’s a good day!
July 12, 2017
Grieving for his Sugar
They say the grieving period for dogs that lose a companion is one month. It’s been almost that amount of time and Monk is starting to get back to his old self. He hasn’t yet wagged his tail since she died though. Also, he didn’t have much of an appetite for about 2 weeks after Sugar’s death. Usually he would pester me wanting his breakfast early. But he quit doing that and there was one morning that I forgot to feed him until around 10:00 that morning! He and Sugar would always bug me about wanting food. So, when he no longer bugged me, I had to make sure that I fed him because he was no longer reminding me.
We’ve been giving Monk lots of snuggling and hugs and kisses. It’s nice to just stop and sit down and snuggle with him.
Julie and Monk
We all miss Sugar but we are getting better.
This is a House Of Blues
Very sad and missing our Sugar. Ironically the day before she was put down we had dinner with family in Orlando at House of Blues. I bought the mug there, and the beads to give to Veronica.
No spring in our step for a while.
June 27, 2017
Sugar’s Last Photo Session
This is me fitting Sugar with sunglasses
The Last Photo Session for Sugar
She was a Sweetheart and Monkee was a Trooper
We are so thankful that we had Sugar in our lives and that we still have Monk.
Gordon Taking Photos of The Pugs
June 19, 2017
RIP Sweet Sugar
Sugar Whann as Canine Alice
Julie and Gordon
Our Alice in Wonderland Easter
Today I put Sugar down. Why did I even say that? What does it mean to ‘put Sugar down’ anyway? It means that today we ended her life. She was 14. And I had her put down today at the vet’s. Her lifespan as a pug is 14 years. We adopted/rescued her in 2008. She came to us blind in one eye. Attacked by a Doberman that had blinded her in the home where she had lived. The family that she lived with gave her away, but kept the Doberman. Why? Let’s give away the sweetest dog we ever knew for the meanest one?
When we first adopted her she hid from us for months. We would go around the house calling her name trying to find her? That’s because she had lived in a home where she had to hide for her own safety. She didn’t realize that in our home she was safe. We weren’t going to hurt her. She eventually came around but we had to prove ourselves to her and let her know over and over again that we loved her and would never hurt her.
Sugar and Monk 2009
We adopted Monk in March of 2007. He was a dog that was unwanted and had had several owner’s. He had also been a breeder dog. They “fixed” him late in life and that meant that he would “spray” things from now on. Oh, it does get on one’s nerves. Monk has always felt this need to spray everything he comes in contact with. I could list all of our living and dining room furniture that he has marked….. But, It’s not his fault. That is indicative of dogs that are “fixed” late in life. But Monk was lonely and we knew that he wanted some company here in our home. So, we looked into adopting/rescuing another dog. That’s when we started looking around for other pugs that were up for adoption. We found one. A girl, named Sugar. Apparently no one really wanted her and the agency was pushing her off on us. Gordon and Brodie set up a time to go and meet Sugar. They took Monk as to see if he and she would get along. Turns out that they hit it off at first sight and Gordon and Brodie fell in love with this extremely overweight pug, that had the equivalent of a “smoker’s cough.” She and Monk did like each other. We were all out at the beach condo at the time and Gordon and Brodie brought home this huge pug! She was really stressed, she was scared, she could barely breathe well, but she had this very sweet quality to her. It was recognizable immediately. We had all fell in love with this huge, sweet, little girl named Sugar.
One day we were all sitting in the living room at the condo talking, when she walked into the room from the kitchen, on her hind legs. She was walking upright! We were shocked to see this! What? How could she do this? Why was she doing this? She has these little bitty legs and this huge body. How could those little legs support that big body? But they did. We took her home with us and she and Monk were a happy couple of friends. Oh, they had their adjustments to make in getting along. But they did. Monk is an alfa, and Sugar is a care giver, so they got along very well.
Sugar and Monk in the Backyard
It was the 6 of us for many years. Me, Gordon, Veronica, Brodie, Monk and Sugar. But slowly but surely, Veronica left to live with her boyfriend, Brodie lives here and there with his girlfriend/best friend/here at home, or wherever….. Then it was down to just 4. Me, Gordon, Monk, and Sugar. 4 seniors in Florida. We hoped that it would last a long time. But it wasn’t going too. Sugar was deteriorating.
It started about 5 weeks ago. Sugar started having diarrhea in her and Monk’s kennel at night. We would hear them cry out and bark in the middle of the night because there would be poop in their dog beds. Either me, or Gordon would then take them outside and clean up the dog beds in their kennel. This “mess” went on for over a week, most every night, then we decided that we needed to just have them sleep in their daily dog beds in the kitchen area. Which is where we would keep them most of the time during the day as Monk does spray things occasionally. We put paper down all over the kitchen nook area where they stayed in the hopes that Sugar would use the newspaper in the middle of the night and not the dog bed for her accidents.
Sugar Above, Monk and Sugar Below
The kitchen area consisted of a large dog bed, lots of surrounding cushions and blankets, dog toys, etc. They had the most comfy bedding in the house. Probably more comfortable than ours. We would let them interact with us in the living areas of the house but we always had to keep a close eye on Monk and his “bad habit” of spraying things. But whether they were sequestered to the kitchen area or having the run of the house, or roaming around in the backyard, they had each other. So, when it came time to put Sugar down I took Monk with me. I had to be the one to do it as Gordon had just started a new job with odd hours of training and settling in. I knew that I wanted to take Monk with me so that he could see what happened to Sugar. Had I just taken Sugar myself and left Monk at home, then came back home without her he would have freaked out! He would have been running around barking, whining, worried, stressed, and mad at me for taking his best friend away.
In the car on the way to the vet. Monk in his car seat and Sugar laying on the backseat.
All you have to do is look at Monk’s sad face above and you know that he knew.
The last photo of Sugar.
That morning when I put Monk and Sugar’s harnesses on them to leave for the vet’s I was so surprised at how much weight Sugar had lost. I had to tighten it up by several inches in order for it to fit her. She had stopped eating except maybe once a day, or she would let me hand feed her a few morsels of food at a time. She just wasn’t hungry anymore. I never thought I would ever say that about her as she lived for food! She was a fat girl, and fat girl’s love their food. (Sorry, I am not trying to shame anyone that is overweight, I myself have been fat a few times throughout my life. But Sugar was fat and she would rip you to shreds if you got between her and her food. (Well, other than meal times she was the sweetest girl in the world.)
I had called the vet that morning to tell them that I think it’s time to put Sugar down. They told me to come in at 3:30. I told them that I was bringing Monk with me as well because I wanted him to understand that I hadn’t just carried her off and abandoned her somewhere. I wanted him to see what happened. I looked horrible that day. I was sad, depressed, and “painting my face”, as my grandmother would say, just wasn’t anything that I wanted to do. I didn’t care how I looked. I had been crying all day so my eyes were big, fat, and puffy red. I also didn’t do anything with my hair except wash it. It was a very rainy day that day as well. Funny how it always seems to rain during funerals, or sad times. It’s actually quite appropriate if you think about it.
The doctor asked me if I wanted to be present when Sugar was put down? I said that both Monk and I will be with her until the end. They took us to a room with very low light and with some comfy chairs and that is where the 3 of us stayed for awhile. I couldn’t stop crying. Sobbing was more like it. I must have gone through two boxes of tissues. Monk was mopey, I believe that he knew. Sugar and Monk were on the floor laying next to each other. I got on the floor a few times with them. I told the doctor that I wanted us to be on the floor when it happened so that Monk can be next to her. They left us alone with each other for a little while longer so that the 3 of us could be together. I remember that there were books around the room about pet death. One of them was Cat Heaven. I remember thinking to myself, “Cat Heaven?” What the heck is that even about? Cat Heaven? I started to reach for the stupid book to look at it but then I realized that I was not about to spend Sugar’s last minutes on Earth flipping through some stupid book written about something that the author clearly had no knowledge of, and how irresponsible it was for a publisher to even publish such fantasy. When you fill children’s heads with things like this then they have a hard time later on in life distinguishing facts from fiction. It explains a lot about our American culture, that’s all I will say about that.
The doctor and another worker came into the room and asked if we were ready. I told them “yes.”
Sugar already had an IV in her arm so it was just a matter of giving her the shot to end her life. She told me that Sugar would go quickly and to say whatever I wanted to before she gave her the shot. We had all said our goodbye’s but the one thing I wanted to thank Sugar for was that she loved us, all of us. Me, Gordon, Veronica, Brodie, and Monk.
Although it was hard for me, and I know Monk as well, we stayed with Sugar until the end. We saw her leave this world. Monk nuzzled her and I cradled her. She died very peacefully. She just went to sleep. But she wagged her tail until the end. We will miss her forever.
Julie and Monk
Monk and Sugar as Tweedle Dee and Tweedle Dum
Me and My Sugar
I’m very much at peace with the fact that I was with Sugar until the end. I was not about to have them just take her off and end her life without my being there. I owed her that.
Gordon, Veronica, and Brodie had said their good-bye’s previously, but broke down when I called them to tell them that she was gone. Sugar was the sweetest dog we ever knew. You always miss the ‘sweet ones’.
When they asked me at the vet’s if I wanted her cremated or if I wanted her body, I told them that I wanted her body to take her home. They placed her body in the trunk of my car in a styrofoam container. When Monk and I got home I left her in the trunk for Gordon to deal with. I had just gone through all that and I just didn’t have it in me to remove her body from the trunk. When Gordon came home that night from work he removed her body and buried her in our backyard. The mushroom is significant for anyone that knew Sugar. She LOVED mushrooms. When my brother Ben was down here living in Indian Shores he and I were shopping and we spotted this cement mushroom. We both said, “Sugar”, when we saw it. She could sniff out mushrooms in our backyard better than any truffle sniffing pig. So I bought it for her. Now it is her headstone.
This will become our Alice in Wonderland section of our yard as soon as we start to create it. She will be a part of it.
It gives me great peace to go out and see where she is buried and to throw some mushrooms on her grave. The Asian cultures will leave food on the graves of their deceased loved ones in the hopes that they can eat it. I like that. So hopefully Sugar is enjoying her favorite mushrooms right now.
May 25, 2017
Monk and Sugar, the Final Chapter
I do have some updating to do to this blog post that I will get to, but first I wanted to say that Monk and Sugar are both 14, and 14 is the lifespan for a pug. So I am afraid that we will probably lose both Monk and Sugar this year but we will enjoy them all we can until that happens.
I took them to their vet appointments last week and as usual, chaos in the car.
Monk in his car seat giving me that “innocent” look.
Where are you going???
We are at the Vet’s Now
We 3 at the Vet’s
They are very healthy for old dogs but that’s just it, they are old dogs.
Always cute, always funny, and we will always love them.
December 25, 2015
Star Wars Toys
Monk and Sugar tired from all the excitement of getting up early to see what Santa had brought them in their stockings.
December 20, 2015
Woa, is CinderSugar
Her mean step-mother and horrid step-sisters won’t let her go to the ball.
But even if she could she has no way to get there and nothing to wear.
But wait? What’s this?
Look! It’s a carriage that turned into a pumpkin that was sitting by that other pumpkin?
Wonderful! I can go to the ball!
But wait? What will I wear? After all, I am naked?
It’s my Fairy Godfather!
Magically using his wand to place my gown on me.
Now I am ready to go to the ball!
I’m just not so sure about this hat. 🙁
See you at the ball!
December 15, 2015
Here Comes Monk
Deal With It!
I think the pugs have been watching a little too much Downton Abbey.
December 10, 2015
Monk and Sugar Getting Ready for Christmas, Reluctantly……
Grumpy Monk posing for pictures under the tree.
Princess Sugar our little ‘Sugar Plum Fairy’
It’s just not Christmas without them.
How- To Video on Making Your Own:
Pretty Poop Bucket
Do you have pets? Want something pretty to put their backyard poop in?
Well, we have the answer.
The pretty poop urn.
Gordon getting ready to start the project.
Go from this………………………….to THIS!!!!!
This idea was born from the fact that we had such a lovely backyard with so many pretty white rocks and statues and plants and flowers. Whenever we would take Monk and Sugar out back to ‘do their business’, we only had this white bucket to deposit their poop into. We have used it for many years. Recycling, you know. However it is starting to tear up and I thought it was time to get something new that would do the job as well as look nice in our backyard. That is when I came up with the ‘pretty poop urn’ idea. Following are the steps to create this project.
The very first step in starting this project was my picking out a nice urn. I wanted it to fit in with our backyard and look nice as well as to be a bit sturdy so as to not blow away easily when we have our stormy Florida weather. The next step was finding some sort of lid for the urn. While we were shopping around Home Depot one day I spotted this already cut wooden lid that was a nice size for the urn. Only cost $5.00. I spray painted it so that it would look nice as well as to protect the wood against the elements. Even though it is under some shelter outside it does still get wet from the sprinkler and when it rains.
I also picked out a nice looking handle to place on top of the lid. I chose one that looked a little Asian as our backyard has many Asian elements to it.
The poop may stink, but at least it’s in a new ‘pretty poop urn’.
Watch Gordon teach you how to make your own Pretty Poop Bucket for your special dogs.
Julie and Gordon
Sunday in the Backyard
Finally, a photo of all three of us looking at the camera. Of course, Gordon is waving treats in the air.
July 7, 2014
Monk and Sugar at Veronica’s Birthday Party
It’s just not a party without the hats.
Sugar to the left and Monk to the right.
Poor Monk looks miserable. But he always looks miserable. 🙂
Happy Birthday Veronica!
Monk and Sugar
May 20, 2014
Typical Sunday night snuggling with the pugs on the couch.
Life just doesn’t get any better than this!
May 19, 2014
A Nice Spring Day in the Backyard
Sugar to the left and Monk to the right.
(A.K.A. The Bookends)
Exploring in the Backyard
May 14, 2014
Dropping Sugar off at the vet for her surgery. She was traumatized, as usual. We don’t take Sugar many places because we’re scared she’s going to have a heart attack. She is a rescue dog that we adopted. I believe she thinks when we get in the car to go somewhere, that we are going to get rid of her. This was the first time I had ever taken her anywhere without Monk. (I always arrange their vet appointment together). It was also the only time I have ever taken her somewhere and then left her. So this has been a traumatic experience for me, Sugar AND Monk, because he was left alone without her all day and moped around. He had the saddest face all day long.
Sugar and Monk
When we adopted Sugar we wanted Monk to have a companion. Dogs seem to be a bit happier when they have a friend. Cats are the ones that do better alone. People think we named Monk, but we didn’t. You see, I used to be a HUGE fan of the T.V. show Monk, staring Tony Shalub. I loved that show! I miss it to this day. When we were looking for a dog to adopt, I couldn’t make up my mind. Which breed? How large? How small? They were all so wonderful. I saw so many dogs that I just couldn’t make up my mind and then I saw the name MONK by this cute little male pug. THAT’S our dog!! Monk! That is the dog for me! So, we adopted Monk first. He is the funniest dog I have ever known. He is also the canine version of the T.V. character Monk. Monk is scared of everything. If a goldfish cracker falls on the floor it scares Monk. Whoever named him got it right.
Then we adopted Sugar a year later. Sugar was blind in one eye and going blind in the other. She was attacked by the doberman dog that lived in the same house with her. That dog blinded her. When we first got Sugar and brought her home we could never find her. She was always hiding. I think it was how she survived living with the mean doberman. So, we had to prove ourselves to her and let her know she could trust us. We weren’t going to hurt her. When we got her she was overweight, unhealthy, sounded like she had a smoker’s cough, and she had gingivitis. So, this surgery was about pulling two rotten teeth and cleaning up her mouth. Now she is doing fine.
All the drama has me drained. That, and the $420.00 price tag. But she is worth every penny!
What a day!
(Monk and Sugar Approved)
Hank the Pug
University Recruits Cute Pug To Help Students With Exam Stress
The Huffington Post UK | By Lucy Sherriff
Feeling stressed from exams? Not coping with coursework? Then perhaps you’ll be wishing you were a student at Glasgow Caledonian University, which recruited a cute pug to help students relax.
The student union’s wellbeing association drafted in Hank the Pug for a two-hour session to provide snuggles and cuddles for students feeling under pressure during exam time.
Sinead Whiley, who organized Hank’s visit, told STV: “Having Hank in was just another way of helping students. It was great to have something fun happening on campus. It is exam time and everyone is getting really stressed out and studies have shown animals can help to reduce stress and improve your mental health.
“Obviously it’s not a long-term fix but it can really help to just take a bit of time out and do something fun.”
Pugs truly are the best at loving.
Grumpy Monk posing for pictures under the tree.
Princess Sugar our little ‘Sugar Plum Fairy’
It’s just not Christmas without them.
September 10, 2013
Monk has had a growth on his paw for over a year which was on top of his right paw. It didn’t effect the way he walked and it obviously did not cause him pain, so we left it alone. It did start to get bigger and then eventually swelled up and started bleeding, so Gordon took him to the vet last week. I was out of town at the time. They removed the growth in surgery and bandaged his paw.
Gordon driving Monk home after his surgery.
Here, I’ve got Monk in my car to take him to get his staples out of his paw from the surgery. He HATES that cone!
Back home after an exhausting day. Still has a bandage on, because when the staples were removed they did bleed some. But, Monkee is going to be O.K. The growth was not cancerous.
You rest up Monkee!
Julie and Gordon
May 25, 2013
Therapy Dogs/Comfort Dogs
Monk and Sugar Approved!
These dogs are on their way to Oklahoma to help comfort the victims of the May 20, 2013 tornado. They were also very important to the Newtown, Connecticut shootings in December.
Dogs play such an important role in our lives. Let’s appreciate them and the sacrifices that they make for us. They are so special that quite frankly, most of us don’t deserve them.
March 28, 2013
Watching The Hobbit
Sugar all snug as a pug in a rug.
Monk’s handsome profile.
I know it looks like the pugs never do anything, but lay around which is the only time I can get a good picture of them. They move around so much that I end up getting “rear end” photos and nothing else.
But, they are their cutest when they are all snugly!
Happy Valentines Day!
Pugs and Kisses!
February 7, 2013
Happy Birthday Sugar! For her gift we gave both her and Monk a lovely chewy treat. You can see that they are enjoying them immensely.
Monk and Sugar in Sketch
I forgot about these photos that Gordon took with an App on his camera phone. Kewl, huh?
‘Twas the Night Before Christmas………
The pugs were all nestled all snug in their bed……
Because Mama gave them a heating pad on this cold Florida day.
Merry Christmas and Happy Holidays
Monk and Sugar Claus. They make Christmas so much more fun!
I have an excellent idea for everyone this year for Christmas. ADOPT!!!
October 20, 2012
Happy Halloween From Monk and Sugar
Sugar posing for her picture. This year she is a lovely beach beauty ready to do some sunning at Dog Beach at Ft. DeSoto Beach Park. (Don’t we girls know how to pose).
Here is our Monk. This year he is a Sea Monk-ee. 🙂
Behind the scenes at the photo shoot. Okay it is just on a bench in our living room, but still. It was chaotic, as usual.
This was our dress rehearsal for Halloween. Their costumes I bought at end of season sales for just $5.00 each. They are toddler swimsuits. Had I bought actual “doggie” costumes then they would have been much more expensive.
Gordon helping Monk into his costume.
We just cut a hole in the swimsuits for their tails to slip through.
Chaos in the car!
The comedy team of Monk and Sugar
Sugar in a PANIC because we are going somewhere. She totally FREAKS out.
Can’t stay put in the car seat.
Gordon trying to entertain Sugar as we wait for the vet.
Sugar, the little stinker!
$625.00 dollars later! Both dogs are healthy and happy. Why do we own pets again???? 🙂
Julie and Gordon
Creating a nice comfy sleeping area for your pets.
Here is Monk and Sugar’s sleeping abode. I have a comfy blanket lined in the bottom underneath their individual beds.
When we first adopted Monk we let him sleep with us in our bed. That worked for awhile but then we adopted Sugar. We had two pugs in bed with us and they loved to get up at 5:00 a.m. wanting their breakfast. We knew that we had to get them into their own kennel so that we could get a good night’s sleep. So I found this very nice wicker dog kennel online and ordered it.
Here is our Monk. He loves his toys. Sugar isn’t so much into the toys but Monk always seems to have one in his mouth.
Sugar, ready to go nite-nite.
Monk and Sugar in bed.
We have the funniest dogs in the world and we spend so much time laughing because of them. Here Sugar is trying to get under the couch for who-knows-what reason?? She is so comical.
We love them both sooooooooo much!
June 26, 2012
Currently we are experiencing Tropical Storm Debby here in the Tampa Bay area and she is wreaking havoc in central Florida with tons of rain, wind, tornadoes and flooding. You don’t need to be in a hurricane to experience serious weather that requires an evacuation or at least a readiness in case of. Although you may not need to evacuate, you do need to prepare in case you may be hunkering down to ride out a serious storm.
Most of us know how to prepare ourselves for a serious storm but let’s not neglect our pets. Below I have assembled several items for Monk and Sugar so that they will be well taken care of in case of an emergency.
It goes without saying that you need to remember their dog food. But don’t forget dog bowls, water bowls, either bottled water or a cooler to carry water with you. Some blankets, a towel or two. Also things that are comforting like their dog toys and their favorite doggie treats.
To the left I have all the items in the photo above packed into the brown sack. All these items can very easily sit in the backseat floorboard below Monk and Sugar’s car seat.
To the right I have collected their shampoos, grooming supplies, heart worm medication, flea and tick medicine and something extra just for Sugar…………her anxiety medication! Sugar tends to freak out whenever we get in the car to go somewhere and although we have never used the anxiety meds on her we do have them with us just in case that opportunity ever arises. There is nothing more stressful that evacuating for a storm and children and animals pick up on that stress and then they get stressed out and that is when the trouble starts.
Also don’t forget things like leashes and their harnesses.
We use old breakfast cereal containers to carry dog food with us. You need to take plenty of food with you because you never know how long you may be gone and you don’t know what conditions you may be coming home to.
Monk lounging around in a pile of dirty laundry while Sugar gets a quick bath in the laundry room sink.
Normally bath time is fun but this time it is because they had …………..FLEAS!!!!!!
February 29, 2012
It’s just one of those days………..
February 26, 2012
Doesn’t get much more fun than bath time. Pugs are a sturdier breed of ‘toy dog’ and require a bath at least once to twice a month. We bathe our pugs once every month. Monk has very itchy skin so we use a special shampoo on him. Sugar doesn’t have any skin problems so we use a regular soothing shampoo on her.
Here Gordon is preparing the bath.
The pugs like the water and seem to enjoy a nice warm bath.
Getting a good scrubbing.
You never wash pugs faces with the shampoo. Only their bodies.
Sugar gets dried off and loves it. It’s play time!
Sugar is ready to play.
Monk is getting a good drying off while Sugar gets into the action.
Because Monk has an itchy skin condition special lotion is applied to his itchy parts.
Both pugs then get their facial folds cleaned out with a moist clothe.
The folds on their faces are an area that needs special attention.
Origin of The Pug
A Brief History
Pugs are originally from China and were referred to by several names, among them Foo dog or Fu dog, Lo-Chafing-See, Lo- Chafing and Pia dog. In Tibet the Pug was known as the ‘Hand dog’ because the average size of the Pug at that time was less than 8 inches long. Pugs were bred to be small as to fit inside the sleeves of the Chinese Imperial Court. During this time breeding small Pugs became the trend. The dogs of the Royal Palace of the Forbidden City in Peking, China were never allowed to be seen out in public. So the royal court hid them in their sleeves. This is how the term “sleeve dog” found its origin.
The true origins of the Pug are unknown because the Chinese Emperor Qin Shi Huany, from the Shang Dynasty destroyed all records and art work of their existence. But thanks to modern day science it is determined that Pugs are considered one of the oldest breed of dog.
By the 16th. and 17th. centuries Pugs were being imported to Europe where European Royalty and Aristocracy found them very appealing. They didn’t make it over here to America until the 19th. century.
When we look at these old statues of “Foo Dogs” or “Lion Dogs” we can see a resembles to our modern day Pugs.
Some Famous People From the Past Who Owned Pugs:
-Josephine (Napolean Bonaparte’s wife)
Josephine had a Pug named Fortune before she married Napoleon in 1796. Supposedly they used Fortune to pass notes back and forth to each other hidden in Fortune’s collar. It is also said that on their wedding night that Napoleon refused to let the Pug come into their bed to sleep so the Pug bit Napoleon on his leg. Josephine then said that if the dog cannot sleep in the bed then neither would she. So from then on the three of them shared a bed.
-The Duke and Duchess of Windsor
If you have ever seen the movie about Marie Antoinette starring Kirsten Dundst, her Pugs were featured prominently. She adored her Pugs.
Modern Day Celebrities That Own Pugs:
-Ted Danson and Mary Steenburgen
Just to name a few……..
Monk and Sugar Visit the Vet
Monk and Sugar in the backseat of the car panicking because we are going to the vet. Sugar is close to hyperventilating in her sheer panic of the trip.
I think she believes that we are taking her somewhere to ‘get rid of her’. She goes ballistic whenever we put her in the car. I think she is having PTSD from her past. We did adopt her after all. Taking her anywhere is always a trauma.
Noah’s Ark Veterinary Clinic
Sugar hiding under Julie’s chair,while waiting for the vet.
Vet visit over. Pugs are healthy. Sugar can relax that we didn’t get rid of her. 🙂
Notice that she won’t sit in her car seat, she is crammed into Monk’s. Sugar always makes us laugh.
July 6, 2011
Meet Monk and Sugar
Monk and Sugar recently got an upgrade from small and cramped, to large and luxurious. Let’s just hope
it’s stays nice.
Monk and Sugar are our adopted rescue dogs. We adopted Monk in March of 2008 and Sugar in February 2009 and have not regretted a moment of it. Monk spent most of his life in a cage as a breeder. Sugar lived in a home with a dangerous dog that would hurt her and now she is blind in one eye, while going blind in the other. She survived by hiding under furniture and blankets and such. When we first adopted her she was always hiding, we could never find her. Now she lays on her back for a nice belly rub with no problem. Because they are rescue dogs they come with emotional problems, most rescue dogs do. But we accept them flaws and all, after all, we’re pretty flawed ourselves. We never knew love until we had a pug.
So stay tuned for Monk and Sugar blogging about their adventures. They have a beautiful backyard full of lots of interesting animals that always stop by to visit.
Also, do yourself a favor and rescue a dog as well. Give an animal a forever home. Also for adoption are cats, horses, guinea pigs, birds, etc.
Check out local agencies in your area.
Pugs and Kisses,
The American Society for the prevention of Cruelty to Animals.
Gordon outside in the backyard with Monk and Sugar. They love to play and explore.
They are best friends.