Today I Fell Down The Stairs...!

Hello Everyone! I had a really bad and scary accident today, I fell down our stairs! I actually only fell down about five of them, but still, it was scary because they are so steep! We live in something called a "studio loft", which I guess means that most of our house is downstairs, and the bedroom is upstairs. To get to the bedroom you have to climb 13 really really steep stairs; they are so steep that Mom and Dad have to go down them backwards, because if they came down them forwards they would fall, like I did. When we first moved in, Mom and Dad had to always carry me up or down the stairs, but I have since learned to go up them myself (but not down, I still need to be carried). Since I have learned to go up myself I sometimes take it upon myself to do so (to go up the stairs). It's nice, you know, because I can visit the kitties up there, or retrieve my Mr. McDonald's Pirate, but Mom doesn't like it. She is always telling me "no" and grabbing me off the stairs, or telling Dad to help me up, or something.

Well, today Mom ran upstairs to make the bed and didn't notice that I had followed her up until she was almost at the top. There was no choice but for her to stand at the top and hope that I made it up without falling (which I was sure that I could do). But this one time, I fell! Mom was so upset (I feel bad about making her upset), she yelled my name and ran down the stairs, and then she fell and cut herself on the banister (remember, I said that Mom and Dad can't go down the stairs forward? Well, Mom tried that). Anyways, we are all fine, we just made a bunch of noise and probably woke the neighbors up (which might be a good thing because if they got up earlier then they could maybe do something other than dealing drugs, but I digress). Mom and I took some pictures, but somehow they just don't illustrate the steepness of the stairs. The top one is what Mom sees if I am at the top of the stairs and she is at the bottom looking up at me, and the bottom one is of what Mom sees if I am at the base of the stairs and she is looking down at me (In case you can't tell, I am the tiny little pug colored blob at the bottom of the stairs). Well, I better go and get practicing on those stairs (just kidding)!

Jemima Jones Beck

Pug-O-Ween Costume Contest!

Yesterday, Mom and Dad took me to the Denver Pug Club's Pug-O-Ween Costume Contest, and I won! HaHaHaHa!
I won first place in the category "funniest" for my cheerleader costume.
In the picture to the left you can see Dad posing with me for a picture in the park, while I am wearing my costume.
Don't I look cute?
If you want to see more pictures of the costume contest, including pictures of pugs dressed as chickens and pigs, then just click the link below!
Love,
Jemima Jones Beck
Costume Contest Pictures Here: http://jemimajonespug.shutterfly.com/action/

All That Snow Distracted Me and I Forgot...!

Oh Yeah! I was totally distracted by the snow story and forgot to tell you that Mom created Dogster and Catster pages for all of us! They are fun, so look at them!
Love,
Jemima Jones Beck





My Page: http://www.dogster.com/pet_page.php?i=408675
Wellington's Page: http://www.catster.com/pet_page.php?i=409480
Netty's Page: http://www.catster.com/pet_page.php?i=409491
Spork's Page: http://www.catster.com/pet_page.php?i=409500

Mom... Are You Aware That This Stuff That We Are Walking in is Cold and Wet?

Well, it went and snowed here in Lakewood, Colorado again. Thats three times so far in the month of October! I really don't like being in the snow so I was taken aback and really just had to ask Mom if she was actually aware that the snow is cold and wet, when she took me out in it for a long walk this afternoon. Sometimes I think that she doesn't notice the snow when it is only eight inches deep or so because, well, she is almost five feet and eight inches tall, which makes her a whole five feet above all that cold wetness. But I am only about twelve inches tall so eight inches of snow scrapes my belly and my...uh...."down there" and makes it really hard to tinkle, even if I am wearing my awesome vest that Mom bought for me a few weeks ago.
In the picture to the left you can see that I am questioning Mom about her sanity, and her strange desire to take me out into the snow, AND pose for pictures - the thought!
Stay warm, especially "down there",
Love,
Jemima Jones Beck

Take Me With You!!!

Hi Everyone! Jemima Jones here!
Today Mom and Dad went to the World Wide Antiques Show at the Denver Merchandise Mart, and they didn't take me! Can you believe that?
Mom said that it would be boring for a pug, that they were only going to be looking for cameos, and that I wouldn't be allowed to jump onto any of the furniture anyway, but I really wanted to go! I sat by the front door, on the shoe mat and attempted to block their way (as you can see in the picture to the left), but Dad just picked me up and took me upstairs.
I think that I would have been helpful in finding cameos because I could, like, you know, sniff them out or something, but oh well.
As it turns out Mom and Dad found a cameo anyways, but Mom wouldn't let Dad buy it for her (although she says that she was very tempted, and that Dad really wanted to give it to her as a special gift). It was a Roman Agate cameo from the 7th century AD (just in case you can't already tell, Mom is a serious cameo collector, and knows a lot about them). Apparently, most people don't know that the first cameos were made of Agate ( a hard stone), are very rare, and incredibly valuable (Mom was shocked to even find this cameo, much less for the incredibly low price).
Well, I better go, Mom and Dad are talking about going to Barnes and Noble and I need to tell them "No"!
Love,
Jemima Jones Beck
ps, someone just asked me what the value of that cameo was; Mom says that value was almost priceless because there are probably only about 1,000 such cameos in existence, and they tell us a lot about the past, but in terms of a price, it was almost $1500.00.
smooches!

Snuggly-Wuggly

Hello Everyone!
In the picture to the left you can see that Netty and I are being especially snuggly during the first snow storm of the season, here in Denver!
We were both chilly! And actually, we annoyed Mom so much, clinging to her, and trying to sap her body heat, that she made us both wear sweaters later; apparently humans prefer being allowed to get up and go to the bathroom without whimpering and clawing.
Stay warm!
Love,
Jemima Jones Beck

A Blast From the Fridge...!

Hello Everyone! Jemima Jones Beck here.
So little has happened recently that Mom has been unable to take any good pictures of me doing exciting, life changing, world altering things. So Mom took this picture (which is actually of the fridge). In this picture, on the upper right, you can see a picture of me and Mom when I was only 8 weeks old! Its really a very important and historic picture because it shows me as a baby, in my baby sweater, and it shows Mom's right foot, BEFORE she got a tattoo on it.
on the lower left part of the picture you can see a picture of me that was taken just a month ago... don't I look beautiful and dignified? You can also see Mom's favorite magnet in the middle, and the tip of Netty's ear on the lower right! And, if you look really carefully, you can see a picture of my Grandma Andrea in the upper left!
Well, better go!
Love,
Jemima Jones Beck

Something Weird...!

I just realized something really weird! No matter how hard Mom tries to take a picture with both Me and Spork in it, she cannot seem to do it! As you can see from the picture to the left Mom managed to capture Me, Wellington, and Netty, all in the same frame, but not Spork!
I find this frustrating because I would like to show the world what Spork looks like, but I think that he might be avoiding the camera!
Oh Well, maybe some other day!
Love,
Jemima Jones Beck
Ps, Spork is Orange and furry, and very small, and I guess that that about sums him up!

Mom and I

Hi Everybody! I am sorry that it has been such a long time since I posted but the internet has not been working and Mom has been feeling to ill to help me with typing.
In the picture to the left you can see Mom and I sitting in our favorite chair together. Mom thinks her hair looks weird and that her smile looks fake but I think that she looks beee-uuu-tee-ful!
Poor Mom has been really stressed out lately trying to finish this stuff for Graduate School. She has been having trouble sleeping and her brain hurts. She has to gather all kinds of information and send it to some old teachers so that they can send her back "letters of reference". Apparently, Mom is having a hard time with it because all of the work and other stuff that she saved from her Bachelors degree was destroyed either when the old computer died or when our house in Oregon flooded and got into Mom's storage boxes.
Mom is also trying to get ready for the GRE (which, she tells me stands for the General Records Examination). I guess that anyone who wanted to go to grad school needs to take the "GRE".
I am excited to find out which Graduate School Mom will be attending, because depending on which one she chooses we will be moving to a new city, and a new state, more than likely. I am excited to move again as Denver is becoming tedious... the flashing lights of Reno or Las Vegas call to me in my sleep sometimes...!
Well, not much else is going on, so I'll sign off and let Mom get back to the grad school stuff!
Love,
Jemima Jones Beck