I want to know why pugs snort.

Last night I saw this photo and nearly screamed because it's THAT CUTE. (Via Apartment Therapy.)

The conversation I overhear during my morning busride is between two male voices, although I start listening halfway in and under the whine of the bus I feel like I'm tapping a phone with a bad connection. The older voice asks something that returns the answer "Japanese," and the older voice then says, "I lived in the Philippines for five years." 

"Oh, yeah, well that's still pretty far from Japan," says the younger voice.

There's a moment of silence, then Older Voice tries again: "I've been to Hong Kong."

Younger Voice tells him he's never been to Hong Kong. Maybe five, six minutes pass, then Older Voice blurts out, while presumably pointing out the window: "I used to work in that building, for (company). Before it moved."

"Really? I work at (company)!" says Younger Voice. My ears perk up because the firm that I work at has done design work for the company they're talking about.

"You're in the new building, then," Older Voice says unnecessarily. "You know, I work right across the street from you."

When it's Younger Voice's bus stop, Older Voice obviously also gets off the coach too, and I see what they look like at last. I recognize Younger Voice – I don't know him, but he's a regular on this route, and he's wearing his usual salad-green rain jacket and gray cap and spotty mustache. The older fella continues to tag along next to him down the block.

(I wrote all of that nine hours after the fact during my evening busride, and guess who was sitting right across from me – yes, Youngervoicegreenjacket. And as I'm writing in my tiny nearly undecipherable red scrawl I become a little worried at the very minuscule chance that this guy has x-ray vision and is going to realize what I'm doing and call me out, saying, "Hey listen, lady, you can't just do that, write about my somewhat awkward conversation with a stranger and tell everyone about it in your blog. You can't just do that, and besides, it's really not even that funny.")

Comments

[Tatyana]

on the pug thing, if you really want to know, its because their face is so short that their soft palate (that soft spot in all the way in the back of the mouth) sticks out too far into their throat and if they breathe in with force it vibrates and makes funky noises. Bulldogs, pekingese, japanese chin and some shih tzus snort too :P

/dog-know-it-all

I also love listening in on other people's conversations. And recognizing people along the commute. There's this one dude i see on the train sometimes - he's probably in his late 20s but has a Salvador Dali mustache and wears those old fashioned penguin feet black and white shoes. He's so fancy and old fashioned its awesome :P

[CJ]

HA! You commented on my blog, so I thought I'd be friendly and trip over to yours - I love it!

The chair the pug is sitting in - we had that chair (probably not the exact same one)growing up and I miss it, but see it everywhere. And there it is, front and center on your post. Is it a sign? Nah, but super cool blog, and I'll be returning. :D

[Safari]

Oooh cutely squishy nosed pug!! I used to live with a pug called Hercules.(My boyfriend's sister's puggy.) He was sweet, but had worms! Eeek!

[susan]

A great snippet from your day and my gosh, what a cute picture!!

[Stockton]

that is the cutest thing I've ever seen!

[Xue Originals]

hey! I've lived in Singapore which is near the Philippines. Hv also lived in Hongkong & am now living in Japan!

[jennifer]

coincidently, the very second I saw this photo on apt therapy last week, i snatched it up and e-mailed it to a few friends. just to make them smile. pretty sure it worked.

[Natalia]

haha! pugs are my favorite dogssss! I'm dying to get one but here in CR is so hard to get.. you can pay over $3k for one.