This photo shows off my rubenesque beauty.
What: Memorial service for Chandy (a.k.a. Chandelier Jackson Cabelin, a.k.a. Pretty Girl, a.k.a. Pain in the Butt)
Where: At our house in Hoboken. In the back yard. Because she’s buried in the back yard. Did I mention that she was buried in the back yard? Did I also mention that our backyard is about 14 square feet and she’s taking up about 7 of that?
When: Today at 11:30 a.m. Brunch will be served. Contrary to rumors, we will not be replacing the bacon with Beggin’ Strips.
Why: Because we loved her so much. And because we’re pretty certain that she’s haunting us, because we keep finding mysterious pools of urine in the middle of the floor and Schilling is sound asleep on the couch. We think her spirit may be trapped on earth because her dog food is still in the cupboard, so we’re going to do a ceremonial burying of her kibble on the grave site.
What music will be played: Her favorite song, “Reflection” from Mulan. She would frequently sing it in the house, “Who is that pug I see, staring straight back at me…” It was very moving.
What parts of the above invitation are true: All of it. We’ll be here at 11:30 a.m. I hope you will, too.
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In other non-dog-death related news, I now have a weekly column on In The Powder Room! Very exciting, especially since I hear they refill the toilet paper dispensers for you. Come on over and read my first post, When Guest Beds Attack, which is obviously a profound dissertation on visiting relatives at Christmastime.
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I am honored to have received a personal invitation and will be attending with Chandy’s male twin, Roscoe.
So delighted you will be attending. And we might have a Beggin’ Strip for Roscoe.
Sorry about Chandy. Also sorry I’ll miss the Mulan tribute.
Thanks, Stephanie. The Mulan tribute was heartrending. As you would expect.
The Hoppers are witness to the mysterious pools of urine and we have the sock to prove it!!!
…and fried beggin strips are the best!
wish we could be there for hugs and brunch.
See, everyone? We’re not crazy, this man has pee-socks from the ghost pug!
Yes, I am the Hopper who walked on one of those “mysterious pools of urine”.
Thanks, Chandy!
Hope you have a wonderful time remembering her today.
Chandy thanks you for becoming one with her fluids.
What an awesome way to honor Lady Chandy! Hugs and wish Spike, Katie, Joe and I could be there.
I so wish the four of you could make it. We need a house full of pugs for this to be done right.
RIP Chandy. You’re leaving puddles of urine in heaven now.
On the streets paved with gold. So it blends.
Ahhh…us Bates would’ve loved to have been there to celebrate you, Chandy in all your pee puddle goodness. Hope it was a good one!
Oh, RIP Chandy girl. (((PugHugs))) to you, fellow pug owned human. I know it’s so hard losing our fur babies. I give you a standing O for writing such a funny post in her honor during such a sad time. Testament to your hilarity. My pugs, Pancho & Lefty and Xiu Xiu wish to extend their heartfelt sympathies too and…what?…what’s that, Lefty? He wants to know if he can have the kibble. NO! You can’t have the kibble Lefty. Pugs. Always thinking about food. Even at times like these.
Congratulations on your new home at The Powder Room!! Yay!!
I’m with you all in spirit. But I won’t leave pee on your floor.
Hey Red!
Congrats on the new column!! Now MORE 2 READ!! GEESH!!
I am sorry that I missed the memorial!!
Hope you like the t-shirts I facebooked you!!!
James Christian Jr
I was there in spirit, my friend, just as Chandy was (and is).
And sorry about the urine puddles. (I told Chandy I’d take the heat for that so please just play along…)
Love to you all.
~ Anna
A hug, from across the Atlantic. Losing a loved pet is awfull.
My condolences.
Tinne
Reflection from Mulan,
I LOVE YOU DUSTY EARTH SHARI.
I’m sad I missed this. I might not have known you or your pug, but I’ll go anywhere anywhere for free food. Plus this was super funny, esp: “Who is that pug I see, staring straight back at me…”