Canine Mascot Profile: Stinkbug (a.k.a. "The Bug")

Let me now take some time away from my busy day of scanning to share with you the wonder that is The Bug. This is, of course, not his real name, as that is being withheld to protect his identity. Behold:

I think that picture best captures his true essence. He answers to many names...Butt Sniffer, Butt Nugget, der Wiener Licker, Humper, Little Bastard, The Bug, and of course, Beelzebug. I think you're gettin the point here. He's not called Stinkbug for nothing. Of all the Team Nugget mascots (including the aquarium goo), he's the most likely candidate to be prescribed puppy prozac (OH how I wish our vet would let us medicate). People, he's not right in the head.

I met Stinkbug early in 2005, when the courtship of Team Nugget was in full swing. Now I'm a dog person, and the four-legged furballs usually catch on to this right away. Not the Bug. He growled at me and bit at my ankles! It took him awhile to get used to hugs and kisses, I'll tell ya! I'm proud to say that after three years of hard work and mutual love and understanding, he only bites me occassionally.

I tend to make up theme songs for some unknown reason, so just humor me on this: it is an ode to the bug (just the lyrics): "Butt Nugget, you're the one / You're the one who gets things done / Barking at the mailman and knocking over trash / Eating moldy couscous and licking Jackson's ass..."

He seems to like it, he comes over for lovin when I sing it :-)

What with the neediness, jealousy, biting, OCD licking and generally unpleasant behavioral problems, it would be an understatement to say that Team Nugget was a little worried how the Bug would react to a new Little Nugget. Afterall, he was, we suspect, abandoned by his previous owners when they had a new addition to their family. He was very skittish when he saw all of the baby gear and required lots of assurance. To our astonishment, he loves, loves LOVES the baby girl!!! Who knew he was a little softy in an asshole suit.

We love the little bastard.

All for now,

Nugget

Bug-cident

Stinkbug (our dog) breached the baby gate and greeted me at the top of the stairs--when I held him back (perhaps a little too enthusiastically, but he started it) anyway, the bug went tumbling down the stairs and went "splat" at the bottom.

Oh no, little one just repeated "butt sniffer" in reference to the bug in question. Must watch what I say around her now...

The bug seems unaffected by it all, except for the strange sweetness he is exhibiting now. Maybe the fall rattled something good in his head.

:-) or maybe not.

P.S. No canine mascots were harmed during this incident

All for now,
Nugget

Day One of Vacation: Welcome to the Ass-Kicking

What with the new house and Nugget's new job, we decided this year we would stick around our home state, more of a local get-away rather than a big travel extravaganza. So every couple of weeks, the plan is to do something touristy around town. Vacation spread throughout the summer! Sweet!

Day One: the zoo. Now I haven't been to our local zoo since high school, and it has gone through some hard times. I'm happy to report it is on the upswing, but man, we could use some more animals, people! Nonetheless, it is a beautiful landscape they have created for critters and folks alike. As usually is the case, it was nappy-time at the zoo, so there wasn't quite enough activity to hold the Little Nugget's attention, but she managed to keep herself occupied with various rocks and sticks that could be picked up along the way.

Now, being the giant dumbass that I am, of course I brought the camera, but forgot to make sure the battery was charged up. We got a total of about 5 pics to document the adventure.

So imagine, if you will, these awesome highlights: Little Nugget giggling at an Ibex that was gathing materials for its nest; a kangaroo checking out Team Nugget from afar; Babygirl surrounded by sheep beggin for lovin, and snacks; humping bumblebees (mid-flight); a meerkat standing on its hindlegs to see the Little One in her stroller; fabulous giraffes and elephants; the two-year old little boy who fell in love with and followed the Little Nugget around; and the goose that clamped down on her foot. She didn't think that was too awesome.

By the end, we were all exhausted. It was a wee bit humid, and a tad warm and we had managed to walk a gazillion miles. Our ass was dragging by the time we got to the car.

We spent the rest of the weekend planting flowers and working on the grapevines...sheesh.

No wonder we're tired.

All for now,
Nugget