That's all Wonderful and Junk

Hi! Everyone! Jemima Jones Beck here.
Well, Mom is back from her trip to San Francisco with Jessica and that is all wonderful and junk, but guess what I did while Mom was gone?
I climbed two 14,000 foot peaks with Dad - Greys and it's neighbor, Torres.
I am so cool.
Anyways, here are some pictures of our hikes and of Mom's trip.
Love,
Jemima Jones Beck


Here I am guarding Dad's bag...I am such a good girl!

You can just barely see me at the lower right hand of this picture.

Summiting the mountain.
Dad and I enjoying a snuggle at the summit.

Alcatraz.

The Golden Gate Bridge.

The hill on Hyde Street that attempted to kill Mom with it's steepness.

Mom, who, as usual, looks slightly insane in close up photography, at the Stinking Rose, a restaurant recommended by Leah. Mom had the pork chop.

Bad Mom

Hi! Everyone! Jemima Jones Beck here. Thanks very much to everyone who wrote in to tell me that they hope that I recover quickly from my nasty bladder infection. I am feeling much better today and I am sure that it is because of all of your good wishes! But I have some bad news! My bad bad bad Mom is running off with her old friend Jessica to San Francisco! Can you believe that? She is going be there for four days! How could she? Leaving me all alone with only Dad, Netty, Wellington, Spork and Grandma Andrea for company! Hmph! The nerve of her! Well, I had better go attempt to eat Mom's travel size stuff again; last year, when Mom and Dad went to Alaska, I managed to chew an entire set of travel containers! Hahaha! Love, Jemima Jones Beck

Bladder Infections Aren't Fun

Hi! Everyone! Jemima Jones Beck here.
Well, I am on antibiotics for my horrible bladder infection and Mom is making me drink lots of water and chicken broth and is taking care to walk me about every three hours today.
I am still not feeling well though, as you can tell from this picture in which I look less than excited about going for a long pee walk (I did end up peeing six times on the walk but I was less than excited about it).
Here are some more pictures of my walk!


"Mom! Mom! I managed to pee! Yay! Aren't you happy for me? I am happy for me!"


Uh oh, this is my pee (that red spot). Hmm...we'll just pretend that it isn't still pure blood and give the antibiotics another day to do their thing.

Duckies!


"Huh...this water tastes like ducky butt, weird".

The Vet

Hi! Everyone. I am being sneaky in this picture, can you tell? I am looking at Mom out of the corner my eye to gauge whether or not she will be able to see me if I decide to run over and eat the piece of stale cake that was sitting on our neighbors doorstep earlier (it's gone now, but sadly I was not the one that made it gone).
Anyways, I went to the emergency vet tonight. I have been peeing blood for a few days. It turns out that I currently have really high levels of bacteria in my pee aka a really bad bladder infection. Poor Mom is just sorry that she didn't find out sooner but the places that she takes me to pee are all covered in grass, so she can't see me pee when she takes me for walks unless she bends down and looks at it really closely which, well, I don't think that she does very often. Well, I had better go hide; Mom thinks that she is about to shove a quarter sized antibiotic pill down my throat, but I have some other ideas about that (other ideas known as running and hiding).
Love,
Jemima Jones Beck

Daddy's Girl

Hi! Everyone. Jemima Jones Beck here. Mom took these pictures of me today, she says that they show that I am a total Daddy's girl...I am not sure what that means. All that I do know is that I love to be sitting on Dad's lap, even if it is 90 degrees out!

Love,

Jemima Jones Beck

No Tongue

Hi! Everyone. Mom says that she thinks that it is disgusting the way that my tongue has been hanging out in every single picture on the blog lately. So, to make Mom happy, here are three pictures that do not feature my tongue (one of them does feature my anus though, so be prepared).
Love,
Jemima Jones Beck

Hiking in Colorado with Dad

Hi! Everyone. Jemima Jones Beck here. One of the benefits of Mom being gone to work during the day is that I get to spend more one on one time with Dad when he has days off.
Dad had yesterday off and he took me for a really awesome hike at White Ranch in Golden Gate Canyon.
I have some pictures of course.
In this first picture you can see that I sat with a fine example of the Colorado State flower, the Columbine.
I laid in some puddles...
and jumped over others...
and was really glad to be back in the car where I could lay down and take a load off. Happy day.
Love,
Jemima Jones Beck

Hello! and Goodbye!

Hi! Everyone. Jemima Jones Beck here. There isn't much going on around the Beck household these days since Mom got her new job. Grandma Andrea has been nice enough to continue to come and see me on most days, and yesterday she even took me home with her for the afternoon! That was exciting. Mom took these pictures of me this morning before she started getting ready for work. I call them "Hello" and Goodbye" Love, Jemima Jones Beck

Green Mountain Trail

Hi! Everyone! Jemima Jones Beck here with some pictures that Grandma Andrea took on our hike in Green Mountain this week.
I especially like the one where I am hiding under Grandma Andrea waiting for some water.
Love,
Jemima Jones Beck

Benefits

Hi! Everyone! Jemima Jones Beck here.
Have you other pugs out there ever noticed that whenever a human gets a new job all the other humans that they talk to invariably ask them "...and does your new job offer benefits?"?
I always wondered what they were talking about until today when I discovered the benefits of Mom ditching me every day to go to work.
This morning Mom took me for a nice long walk around Sloan's Lake...
Where I saw my very fist baby winged devil of the season...then we went to the dog park and finally to mecca, otherwise known as PetsMart where Mom bought me...
My new friend, Nibbles. I named my new buddy Nibbles because I like to nibble his little antennae. Mom also bought the cats some new crinkle toys and some cat nip soap bubbles but I don't have pictures of their toys because who cares about them?! Not me. I think that Mom may have taken me on a nice walk, to the park, and to PetsMart for presents because she feels guilty about leaving me all day! Just like you all said in the comments of my last post: Mom leaving me for a job has resulted in treats and toys and extra love! That's a BENEFIT! I get it now.
But the very best benefit of all is that Grandma Andrea has promised to come and see me whenever she can while Mom is at work! She may even take me for a hike next week! I looooooooooove Grandma Andrea so that's an extra special benefit (did you see all the o's in the word "love" ? That's because I love Grandma Andrea a LOT, so she gets extra o's)!
Grandma Andrea brought these pretty flowers for Mom and Dad from her garden when she came to see me yesterday - aren't they nice?
Love,
Jemima Jones Beck

Giving Mom the "Sad Ears"

Hi! Everyone! Jemima Jones Beck here. Can you tell that I am sad in this picture? Mom says that she can tell that I am sad because I am "giving her the "sad ears"".
Apparently, whenever I am sad my ears practically disappear as I flatten them onto my skull, as illustrated in this picture.
So, why am I so sad? Well, after 8 months of looking and over 1500 applications, Mom has finally found a job! Can you believe that?! All my hard work: eating her resumes, deleting job prospects from her web browser, chewing her cell phone when employers call, all for nothing because tomorrow, for the first time in months and months, Mom will be DITCHING me to go to the "the office". I am going to have to spend most of the day ALONE (well, alone with the kitties). OH, the horror! The horror! I have no idea how I am going to survive!
I had better go start hoarding food in corners and preparing for this apocalypse!
Love,
Jemima Jones Beck

My Floatation Device

Hi! Everyone! Jemima Jones Beck here with just one more picture from my paddle boating adventure, this one of me wearing my floatation device. Mom and Dad were only able to keep it on me for a short while (and indeed, in this picture Dad is struggling to keep me from wriggling out of the horrible thing), but at least they did try to keep my little puggie butt from sinking to the bottom of Berkeley Lake. I felt loved, loved and strangled but, you know, sometimes that's OK.
Love,
Jemima Jones Beck

Paddle Boating

Hey! Everyone! Guess what? Today Mom and Dad took me paddle boating! It was super exciting. This first picture is of the paddle boat dock.

And in this picture we are paddling away from the dock...into the middle of a lake! We were, like, TOTALLY surrounded by water!

Here's a picture of me sitting "up front" with Dad.

Checking out the paddles for myself...

In this picture Dad is steering us directly for some Lilly pads. Luckily we didn't hit any of them. You can also see Lakeside Amusement Park in the background there...

More Lilly pads and the creepy people in another boat who seemed to be following us!

And me, in my uber special seat behind Dad's seat (Don't even ask how far Mom had to lean out of the boat to get that shot).
Love,
Jemima Jones Beck

Netty Killed the Veggies

Hi! Everyone! Jemima Jones Beck here with some sad news. Last night, Netty the cat, stomped, chewed, rolled on, and otherwise massacred Mom's little veggie garden. All of the lettuce, beets, and carrots are dead. We are all very sad (except for Dad, who doesn't care).
Mom has replanted the earth box with tomatoes because she read somewhere that cats don't care for the smell of tomatoes.
Good luck little tomatoes. I hope that you fare better than your predecessors! Sheepy and I will lay here (see picture) and watch out for you!
Love,
Jemima Jones Beck

Grandma Andrea's Sweater

Hi! Everyone!
As promised here are two pictures (taken by Leo - thanks Leo!) of Grandma Andrea in the Mother's Day Sweater that Mom knit for her this year.
Those of you who are knitters may want to know that Mom used this pattern and this yarn in color 5225 to knit Grandma Andrea's sweater.
I am impressed that Mom managed to knit, block, and assemble Grandma Andrea's sweater in only five days, but Mom is sad that she finished it one day late.
Grandma Andrea, you're so silly!

And here is a gratuitous shot of Dad's butt. Or rather, of me chewing my Christmas Tree while using Dad's butt as a prop for said tree. You can also see that Mom's book collection is getting out of hand again. I see another bookshelf in our future.
Love,
Jemima Jones Beck
PS: Mom wanted me to let you all know that our internet is not working at home so we are having trouble getting around to visit our blog friends, but hopefully our internet will be back up and running soon!
Jemima

Mother's Day

Hey! Everyone! Jemima Jones Beck here. Nothing very exciting going on in Lakewood, Colorado today but as Great Grandma Velna would say: sometimes nothing is much better than a whole lotta' something.
Mother's Day was fun at our house: we had Grandma Andrea and Leo over for dinner. Mom made spaghetti Alfredo, salad, and a giant chocolate cake with chocolate ganache frosting. I didn't get to eat any of the enticing smelling food but I did get to hang out with Leo, whom I adore. In the first picture you can see me sitting my his foot while showing him my Sheepy. Sheepy is my favorite stuffed friend and I only show him to my favorite people. You know that I really like you when I run up to you and ram you in the ankle with Sheepy.
Mom knit Grandma Andrea a sweater for Mother's Day. It is really cool, and I will have a picture of Grandma Andrea wearing it for you soon, but for now you will have to make due with these two pictures of Grandma Andrea and Leo wearing normal clothes that, you know, Mom didn't make or anything.
Love,
Jemima Jones Beck

A 30 Minute Slice of My Sunday

Hi! Everyone! Jemima Jones Beck here bringing you a 30 minute slice of my super exciting Sunday!
10:30am: stare at Mom balefully as she drags me out of bed. Apparently, it is time to get up.
10:31: Find my Christmas tree toy where I left it last night, underneath Mom's chair.
10:32: Chew Christmas tree toy.
10:33: Snuggle Christmas tree toy.
10:45: Still snuggling Christmas tree toy while watching Mom wash dishes, change the trash bag and scoop the cat poop.
10: 46: Suddenly realize that Dad is not home.
10:47: Chase Mom around the house telepathically asking her "Where is Dad? Where is Dad? Where is Dad? Where is my food? Where is Dad?"
10:48: Trip Mom while she is coming out of the kitchen. Forcibly ejected from kitchen without food, or answer to the Dad Question.
10:50am: Watch for Dad out front window
10:55: Dad has not returned but have valiantly kept up watch at front window...
11:00am: Still no Dad. Hope: low, food: none. Mom: still angry about the tripping incident. Better go find my Christmas tree for another snuggle!
Love,
Jemima Jones Beck

I am Not Dirty Laundry

Hi! Everyone! Jemima Jones Beck here. So, like, it's been a really long time since I have posted, and for that, I am truly sorry.
Here come the excuses: 1. We got A LOT of snow and therefore, no good blog pictures. 2. Mom got really sick, so no one could help me type and 3. Dad got sick so Mom wasn't paying much attention to me or my needs. That's totally enough excuses to explain a two week absence- yes?
Anyways, everyone is all better and the snow is melting, so I am back.
How do you like this picture? In this picture I am sitting in the laundry basket. That's where I sit while Mom takes a shower and gets dressed (on the days when she actually does those things...surprisingly less and less frequent the longer that she is unemployed I am sad to say, but I love her even if she does wear her pajamas almost constantly). Don't I look cute? Don't I look fabulous? Isn't my neck fat attractive? Yeah, you all know that you want some lovin' from me, go on now!
Mom says that she is really excited that so many people are interested in going to the Meetup in Las Vegas! She thinks that everyone is going to have a good time!
More soon!
Love,
Jemima Jones Beck

The North American Dog, and Other, Bloggers Meetup

Hi! Everyone! Jemima Jones Beck here.
Well, the rain from yesterday turned into a major snowstorm today. We have gotten about 10 inches so far here in Lakewood with other areas of the city getting more, and some getting less, and the storm is not supposed to stop until tomorrow! Wowsers!
I hate the snow, I mean, I REALLY hate the snow, and I will do almost anything to avoid being out in it for to long. For instance, today, during my morning potty walk, I managed to pee and poo at the same time, thus shortening the total amount of time outside in the snow necessary. Mom was impressed, I think.
Now, I am going to let my Mom, Rachele Beck, use my blog for just a minute to tell you about the North American Dog, and Other, Bloggers Meetup!
Hi! All! Well, I am back! Once again trying to organize a meetup for all of us dog (and other) bloggers to be held in Las Vegas, Nevada! Our original dates in March didn't work for anyone so, we have picked a new set of dates: October 30th (Friday) - November 1st (Sunday). Everything about that weekend works well for we bloggers: the flight prices are cheap, the hotel prices are cheap, and there are no major conferences scheduled in Vegas for that weekend (meaning that we should all be able to actually get reservations)! Everyone is welcome to attend, so if you are interested please let me know by leaving a comment or emailing me at rachele beck two zero at hotmail dot com so that we can start planning the fun (fun = restaurants! shows! gambling! shopping! spas! aquariums! museums! hoover dam trips! strip clubs (just kidding) or whatever else we can think of).
Hope to hear from you all soon!
Well, now that Mom has let me have my blog back I am going to take the opportunity to say that I can't believe that she is thinking about ditching me for Las Vegas again! Sheesh! Sometimes I feel like she doesn't love me at all! If she did, she would be home all the time, day and night, and never travel anywhere.
Love,
Jemima Jones Beck

It's Raining, Again

Hi! Everyone! Jemima Jones Beck here.
It is raining again here in Lakewood, Colorado, and needless to say I managed to get my belly super muddy while out for my afternoon pee walk. It's kinda hard to see in this picture, but trust me, it's muddy!
Love,
Jemima Jones Beck
PS: Dad wants me to let you know that he doesn't usually look like an excited kid at a teletubbie festival. It's just a bad picture.
Jemima

Poor Mom

Hi! Everyone! Jemima Jones Beck here. Poor Mom is really sick. So sick that you might want to back away from your computers a little bit as the germies that she got on the computer while helping me type this may be virulent enough to travel through the Internets and get you, too.
In the first picture included here you can see me telling Mom "I love you very much, but this is about as close as I am getting to you while you are sick. Smooches!"

And here is a picture of Mom's new plant defense system (recommended by Goodboy Norman Featherstone). It's a bit medieval looking, but seems to have done the trick. The plants that were stomped and chewed have been replaced by new baby sprouts and the few plants that survived are growing well with their new, sharp, friends.
Love,
Jemima Jones Beck

Dad Needs a Gym Membership

Hi! Everyone! Jemima Jones Beck here.
What did you all get to do this weekend?
You wont believe that what happened to me: Mom and Dad took me to the dog park (fun) and then Dad decided that he wanted to walk home since he hasn't been able to get much exercise in the recent snowy weather. So...we did...Dad and I...we walked home...six miles in the snow and 30 degree temperature...while Mom drove Bella the Jeep back to our apartment and made Dad banana white chocolate chip muffins. It. Was. A. Puggy. Death. March! I have never been so tired in my whole life! And to add insult to injury, when we FINALLY got home, Mom gave me a treat (yum) and then a BATH! A BATH! Can you believe that? Of all the silly things! I swear, sometimes Mom just doesn't know when it is time to SLEEP!
Oh well, at least I burned off some of that half of a homemade chicken pot pie that Mom dropped on the kitchen floor and I devoured in the time that it took her to go get the broom, dust pan, and mop.
Love,
Jemima Jones Beck

Scarf

Hey! Everyone! Jemima Jones Beck here. Today I promised Mom that I would help her show you all a scarf that she knitted. It is the "Wavy Leaves" scarf from Fiddlesticks Knitting.
"Oh yeah, look at my gorgeous face...I mean, look at this awesome scarf!"

"Ooo yeah, look at my pretty eyes! Shoot! I mean, look at Mom's pretty scarf! Such a nice color!"

"From the side baby, view my gorgeousness from the side...ARGHHHH! I mean, look at the intricate detail in the scarf, it rocks!"
"Hey now! I am not even in this picture!"

"There I am. Look at my lovely, voluptuous tummy and long legs. Oh, and at how long the scarf is. It's impressive and junk."
So, that's Mom's scarf. I am so nice to Mom, posing with her lame scarf and all. I totally rock.
In other news, Goodboy Norman Featherstone and his Woman gave Mom a great idea for keeping her sprouts safe from the evil that is Netty the cat. They suggested putting something sharp, like shish kabob skewers in the soil with the plants. Mom did so and it has worked wonders! No more chomped, stomped or otherwise decimated sprouts! Yes! Thank you Norman and Woman!
Love,
Jemima Jones Beck

@#&*ing Cats

Hello! Everyone! Jemima Jones Beck here with some shocking news...a few days ago Mom and I discovered that SOMEONE has been killing Mom's sprouts!
An investigation into the matter ensued, resulting in the following evidence. A warning: these photos are graphic! Look away if you become squeamish at the sight of vegetable violence!
Photographic evidence item 1 shows a beheaded beet sprout. Oh! The horror!

Photographic evidence item 2 shows a stomped beet sprout...why? oh why lord are you allowing this violence to take place against our veggies?
Photographic evidence 3: stomped lettuce which is currently clinging to life in a vegetable ICU.

Photographic evidence 4, a swath of Earthbox soil that has been completely denuded of all sprouts! No plant life remains in this desolate kill zone!
And finally, photographic evidence 5 which may ultimately lead us to the culprit: cat hairs stuck to the side of the Earthbox!
Hard evidence that whoever did this horrible crime was indeed a cat.
This evidence leaves us with three suspects:

Wellington.

Spork, as seen through Wellington's whiskers.

And, our primary suspect due to the fact that he jumped up on Mom with dirt and plant covered paws, Netty. That's a plant killin' look in his eye for sure!

And me. While I am not a suspect, I am surely ashamed. Ashamed of the fact that I left my post as guard to Mom's sprouts just long enough for them to be stomped, chewed and generally destroyed. I am sorry Mom, and I promise that a travesty like this one will never happen again! Love, Jemima Jones Beck

Ugh, Snow

Hi! Everyone! Jemima Jones Beck here.
Well, after three months of abnormally high temperatures here in Colorado, we had a blizzard! That's right! There are about 14 inches of snow on the ground now, and, you know, there is NOTHING that I hate more than going out in the snow.
Thanks a lot winter!

"Uh oh, I know what the sweater means!"

"Please Mom, just let me poop in the house!"

"UGHHHHHHHHHHHHH!"

"My paws are FREEZING! Not to mention my hoohoo!"

"Maybe if I just stand in these four holes for a while the snow will melt around me and I can then go back inside."

Mom also received an award from Ladypug Mugs for growing veggies in her Earthbox. Thanks very much Rachel! How sweet are you for thinking of Mom and her sprouts?

Here are the rules of this award:

1. Link to the person who tagged you 2. Post rules on your blog

3. Write five random things about yourself

4. Tag random people at the end of your post and link to them

5. Let each person know they've been tagged

So, here are five random things about Mom, since technically SHE got the award...but I am not offended! Oh no, Mom can have all of the awards that she wants. I don't need any more of them. I've already got like four so Mom can totally have one. Hmph.

1. Mom wears glasses and has since second grade (I am wondering if maybe that makes Mom a loser dork, I think that it might).

2. Mom knits. I believe that this might also make Mom a bit of a dork (what Mom? Oh no, I really am not jealous of your award, not at all, you dork).

3. Mom was born in Page, Arizona. I think that this might make Mom an, ummm, an Arizonian! Yeah! Take that you Arizonian!

4. Mom likes Rocky Road Ice Cream. Ha! Everyone knows that the best flavor is vanilla! HA! Rocky Road liker!

5. Mom wears a size 9.5 shoe. What a big footed freak! Mom's a freak! Mom's a freak. A freak who stole my award!

Anyways...Mom thinks that almost everyone who reads our blog has gotten this award, so we aren't going to tag anyone.

Love,

Jemima Jones Beck

Massacre! Carrots! And a Visit to Grandma Andrea

Ahhhh! Oh my gosh everyone! Look what Mom did! After all that excitement about her lettuce sprouts and her beet sprouts, this morning I found her sitting by her Earthbox massacring the innocent little things! Mom claims that she had to "thin" (aka massacre) her sprouts because they were so crowded that if she hadn't "thinned" them, then they all would have died, but I just don't know. I think that they must have done something to make her angry. I am scared now, and don't want to make Mom angry for fear of the "thinning".

The carrots sprouted. Be afraid little carrot sprouts, be very afraid and anger Mom not so that the wrath of the thinning comes not upon you!

Before Mom got all wrathful with the sprouts this morning, she and I got to visit Grandma Andrea! Yay!

First, Grandma Andrea let us into her house, which, is always a good first step when visiting someone...(also, Mom made the slippers that Grandma Andrea is wearing - cool huh?).

Then, Grandma Andrea made us lunch. I got to have my own little bowl of food! I am so loved!

"snorf snorf Grunt! Grunt! Slurp! Chomp! Grunt!"

Mom and Grandma Andrea ate their food while sitting at a table. I had to stand on the floor, looking up at them, trying REALLY HARD to see the food...

"Come on you two, just let me SEE it for a second! I don't even want to EAT any of it, I just want to SEE it!"

And finally, I got to ride in the backseat of Grandma Andrea's car.

What a wonderful time (aside from the massacre and all that).

Love,

Jemima Jones Beck

A Beet Has Sprouted!

Hi! Everyone. Jemima Jones Beck here with, yet another, totally uninteresting update from Mom's garden.
The exciting news today: A beet has sprouted! WOW I am just super thrilled. How about you? Mom is excited though, so that makes me happy.
Mom says that the beets were supposed to take 25 days from planting to sprouting so this guy is a little early, and she may not see any more beets for another few weeks.
The lettuce is growing at an amazing rate (already the sprouts are about 2 inches tall), but there has been no sign of the carrots. Mom is not concerned about this lack of initiative on the part of the carrots as they are also supposed to take 25 days from planting to sprouting. I am not concerned about this lack of initiative on the part of the carrots because I, unlike so many of you other pugs out there, HATE carrots. I wouldn't touch a carrot with a ten foot pole (the same goes for you, lettuce and beets, you stay in Mom's garden and the heck away from me)!
Love,
Jemima Jones Beck



"Holy crap Mom! I think that I hear Beets sprouting back in the house - lets go inside! Hurry!"


"Seriously Mom! BEETS! Forget the stick! Lets go inside and look at a tiny little red sprout! YES!"

The Lettuce Has Sprouted!

Hey! Everyone! Mom is hijacking my blog and making me tell you that her lettuce has sprouted! That's four days from planting to sprouting which is pretty fast, and Mom is really excited. She spent about 15 minutes sitting on the floor next to the Earthbox photographing her little sprouts. The first picture is of some Romain Lettuce sprouts and the second picture is of some Black Seeded Susan Lettuce Sprouts. Can you tell just how thrilled I am and just how much I care from the last picture? Don't worry, I wont let Mom interrupt my regularly scheduled pugness with plant sprouts very often! Love, Jemima Jones Beck

Angry Face

Hi! Everyone! Jemima Jones Beck here today to show you my angry face.
Don't worry, this angry face isn't for you, it's for Mom, who DRAGGED me on a three mile DEATH MARCH this afternoon and then had the audacity to try to take pictures of me when we got home and I FINALLY got to lie down.
The ANGRY FACE says it all! "Do not disturb, except in the case of food".
Love,
Jemima Jones Beck
PS: (Jemimas Mom's note: I took her on the same walk that we go on almost every day - once around Sloan's Lake - silly pug).