Showing posts with label presentation. Show all posts
Showing posts with label presentation. Show all posts

11 November, 2007

I'm Nimbus

So.. Finally time to properly introduce myself! My registred name is Marbleize Caesarean Marvel, but I'm usually refered to as "Nimbus".. Or stiLk (sort of resembling the noun "stalk" as I'm rather slender compared to the pugs).

This is me and my littermates - my brothers Zorro and Tim.
And these are the puppy eyes that completely wrapped my Mom around my tiny little paw. Cute, huh? I'm 5 weeks old.
It's not that I'm bragging about my medal or anything.. ROFL.. I went BOB and also had a couple of group placements as a puppy.
I love my brother.. He's good for wrestling and all sorts of stuff, but most importently is the curling up into one big furball on the couch. They are great heaters, pugs, I can recommend them to any Whippet out there! Rather.. ahem.. well padded, too.. so they're comfy to sleep on!

Here I'm having a bath. I'm not particulary fond of water, though. Mom have no idea why I decided that the one time to go swimming volountarly for the first time was January 15th.. It was a bit of snow and ice outside, but then the water didn't seem as cold as in summer. Really!!
I've never really figured out why Whippies aren't supposed to like the snow. I love snow.. You can run and be silly in snow. And short-legged pugs are even slower in snow. If it's really cold and I have to stand still Mom make me wear a coat. I hate coats.. They're horrible. I prefer to be naked.. I hate harnesses too.. Anything to wear isn't a good idea in my opinion. Blankets excluded, of course! I love blankets!!!
And I just wanted to point out that I'm fully capable of sticking my tongue out just like the pugs. Hah!
I've got my Lure Coursing lisence, but my no good human haven't taken me for any practices or trials for a long time.. Sniff...
I've just tried a tiny bit of agility. It's great fun, but there's always so many other dogs there. :( I don't like other dogs too much. I never have. But once I get to know everydoggie (and humans too) they generally turn out to be much nicer than expected!

I love to run.. Did I mention that? Mom love my flapping-in-the-wind ears.. Here I'm running on one of my favourite beaches. The very same where I went for the swim, actually!

Hope you've enjoyed my pictures. I might be the last one to get to write my presentation, but that's just because the pugs wanted to be first to avoid the embaressment of being so obviously less cute and funny than me!

Hugs (yes, I *do* give proper hugs!) and kisses, Nimbus.

09 November, 2007

I'm Bajas

Hi fans! I'm Bajas aka Baja Boy aka Bolla, but my registred name is Klehaugens Lille Lebowski. You've already met my mother, Coco! I started out looking like this; a tiny black blob.

I was born on the south west coast of Norway, April 2002. Then Mom came across the mountains and drove me back home. I was oh so cute, and I still am!

Living in cold Norway you've got to stay warm. My auntie Lene made this for me for my 6months "birthday". We even had a party - muffins and gifts and everything!
I'm a real sweetheart.. and perhaps they're right when they say I'm a mommy's boy.. But.. Uhm.. She's my mom, and I'm not sure what to do withouth her.
I'm a real working dog. In addition to several obedience classes and some basic obedience I'm also a hunting dog as you can see. This moose was caught a few years ago.
Apart from playing obedience with mom my favourite pasttime is playing with my stuffies. They say I prefer them on the large side.. I dunno.. Seems rather perfect size to me!!!
I'm totally cute! I'm rather confident I'm the best looking pug you've ever laid eyes on. I can be a bit overly eager when I meet new people. Dogs are ok too, especially pugs, but I prefer to meet their humans to be perfectly honest.


Great getting to know you! Kisses and snorts, Bajas!

07 November, 2007

I'm Coco!

Hi!
Thought it was time I introduced myself properly. My name is Klehaugens Britta Eime Alt, but my call name is Coco. I'm the boss around here. The First Lady. I've heard the others use the word bossy.. I think that sounds a bit negative. I'm boss and they really have to deal with it. If they just do as I wish all the time we'd have no problems what so ever.
So this is me again. I'm pretty cute, huh? I'm turning NINE this December (the 19th). I know.. I look just like a puppy. When we went to buy dog food last week the guy in the production area (the Polish workers there gave me some testers! Yay!) said "She is kinder, yes?" They don't speak much Norwegian, so mom said it was a sort of English-German mix. Either way they thought I was a puppy! Hah! Cutest pup(py) ever!
My tongue is long enough to lick between my eyes! Neat, huh? And I have the smelliest breath in history - and i just LOVE to give kisses! They kall them stinkykisses.. Bah.. But you just can't avoid getting my kisses.. If you try I'll jump in your face and kissybite your nose.. So you'll get my smelly breath in your nose anyways. Just kiss me!

This is Bajas on the right and me on the left with our racing blankets! Looking good, huh? Bajas is my son. Like for real. He actually came to live here before me. So he tried to write an introduction before I did mine, but that just wasn't happening. No way! I came here for my "retirement" to live with my son and Mom. Anette, our breeder and the lady Mom bought Bajas from decided she had too many dogs at home to care for them all properly. She didn't want to let the young show dogs go, and she didn't have the heart to let the old dogs go.. So I, at the prime age of almost five, took the trip across the mountains and joined my son and his human Mom. I knew it would be a pretty good place to stay as she'd already shown her great taste in pugs choosing my son as her first dog! Then a little while later Nimbus came along!

If I see a dog or something similar(pig, horse, bear, dark car etc) on the TV I'll jump up and bark at it! And I HATE that ugly, ugly black thing with a squished face that live in certain objects around the house.. The stove.. Picture frames.. What Mom calls "a mirror" etc.. I just go totally crazy trying to attack it before it attacks me, but we always tend to attack at the very same moment. Mom says I must have Body Dismorphic Disorder or something.. I have no idea what that means.. But I wish the ugly thing in "the mirror" would move to someone else!

Oh.. And they call me Stinkadora, too.. cause my breath is stinky.. And Pøse.. That's sort of doglanguage-Norwegain.. and too hard to try to explain in English.. Sorry.. (Uh.. okay.. I'll try.. It's babylanguage for sausage.. implying I'm sausage shaped.. )

Stinky kisses, Coco!