Nigella

It's been a while since Nigel has graced the blog page with his presence. He's still around barking at random people, going after our socks, laying in the sun, and eating cat/dog poop. That last one bugs the shit out of me. Anyway, there is a pug in the neighborhood that is only about 6 months old. I don't know what to think about pugs. I sometimes think that they can be cute, but I think they are as dumb as dogs can get. Although, this pug may have some magical powers. Nigella hates the pug. The first time he saw the little thing, he started tugging the leash so he could get away from it. "What is up Nigel-Weena? Are you afraid of the dumb pug with the fuschia collar?" Apparently so.

Nigella also loves to eat bark. It is unfortunate for him that he has no memory of what happens to him after he eats it. After eating a big ass piece of it, he was "plugged up" for a couple days. I was a little worried that he might have an episode while we were gone, but that was not the case. B walked him one morning and finally, Nigel did the poo crouch. He was squeezing and trying very hard. All of the sudden, the piece of bark (with poo) about 2 inches long SHOT out of his butt. At the same time, he yelped and jumped up, "Arf!!!!!"

So funny. And, he still eats bark.