Hanging Out With Mom in the Garden

Because I'm a good pug, and good pugs hang with their people...even if that means sitting outside, tied to an olive tree (instead of inside, on the couch).
Love,
Jemima Jones Beck

So Tired

Oh my gosh you all, I am so tired. Mom does this thing where she comes home from work and wants me to get up and hang out with her in the garden. I do it, because I am good pug and sacrifices must be made in the name of good pugs everywhere, but sheesh, let me sleep! At least maybe don't pet me with your foot when we come inside, ok Mom? That way I can get some couch sleep before bedtime. Bedtime takes a lot of energy. Must be prepared.
Love,
Jemima Jones Beck

One Month

One month since I posted, oh dear.
Not too much going on at the Beck house...Mom continues with her diet. She has lost 31.5 pounds so far. The diet suuuuure makes her cranky, sheesh. Dad is getting ready to climb Mt. Rainier in July. That will be lame because he will be gone for five whole days! Boooooo! And the raised beds are doing well! Mom is going to harvest some radishes today.
Speak again soon, or, you know, in a month.
Love,
Jemima Jones Beck