Archive for Fry the Amazing Puggle

Fry vs Helium

I got an awesome heart balloon from my friend Cindy from Corning. I loved it, but wasn’t sure what to do with it. When fry took interest in it, I let him play. What followed was pretty fun to watch. :)

My Puppers

So Fry is 21 in dog years….and this pic proves it:

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“No, dude….I don’t want to get up. Leave me alone.”

First Steps….

Yes….let it be known I am a very proud mother of a cute little puggle. LOVE HIM! Anyway, as Allie was celebrating Tank’s first steps a few days ago, Adam and I were celebrating Fry’s first steps….after 8pm that is.

Congrats to my Tankers! TaDAAAAAAAAAAAAAA you can walk!!!!

My Amazing….

Dog… Bet ya didn’t see that coming, did ya?

I have an amazing hubby too…but more on that later.

Since I don’t have a human child…Fry is the closest that I get to a baby. Seriously, I love my dog and I treat him like a baby – which ticks Adam off, but like I said…Fry is the closest that I have to a baby. Plus, Adam gets ticked when I say “Wash your hannies” or the like to him. =)

Confession: Course I can’t say that I blame him. When I was in high school, I once broke up with a dude who talked to me like a baby. Now I feel like Jerry Seinfeld in the episode where he breaks up with women for the weirdest things: Smelling like soup and man-hands.

So the purpose of my rant? I am going to start writing about his accomplishments and such. Dumb I know…but it is my blog so what are you going to do about it?

The first funny thing about my puppy is that he totally plays hide and seek with us. Not that it is fair play since he is always the one who is seeking and never hiding. This is how the game goes…

First we scare him so that he gets riled up and runs out of the room. While he is out, we occupy one of our favorite hiding spots:

In the Guest Bathroom (usually behind the door, but not always if the light is turned off ):

Behind our bedroom door…pardon my leaning tower of beauty crap. =)

In our closet. Messy….yeah…a little.

Behind our bathroom door. Ha…didn’t notice my towel was looking all crapified. But look how cute Fry is peaking around the corner…I think he wants to play.

And on the floor on Adam’s side of the bed. Fry hasn’t quite mastered finding us in this spot since it is new…

And he will eventually find us….

That, my friends and bloggers, makes Fry one amazing dog!