Harry's extremely overprotective, paranoid, and possibly pervy Mom here. Don't anyone tell Harry about this post. He would be extremely embarrassed if he knew I told you this.
Some of you have heard all the gory details, and some of you are still scratching your heads wondering what all of my worrying and Laura's laughing on facebook yesterday was all about.
It started out innocent enough. Harry was out on the back deck with me, the roommate and LuLu. I'm a little over-indulgent at times with Harry, so I allow him to get on the patio table as long as nobody is eating. He loves it up there as it allows for primo butt scratching by anyone at the table.
While he was up there I noticed he had the tip of his "lipstick" out. I realize this is normal for most dogs, but it's not for Harry. He's a keep the lipstick in its case kinda dog. So, as I looked a little more closely I noticed there was something on it - it looked like extra skin, or a growth or something that just wasn't right. Upon even further inspection, I noticed a piece of grass or some other equally foreign object was stuck between his lipstick and its protective case. Avert your eyes and scroll down quickly to avoid the pug porn.
(Yes I took a picture with my phone in case anyone needed to see it to help with the diagnosis).
I was kindof freaking out, telling the mean roommate to take a look and let me know what he thought. Of course he wouldn't. (men!) So, I took Harry inside and booted up the laptop and started googling all kinds of things that nobody should ever google.
I also emailed a few male-pug owning friends and put out an SOS bulletin on Facebook. The advice and opinions started pouring in and I was reassured that what had happened was very normal for male dogs. The icky growth turned out to be dried gunk (discharge, smegma, whatever). I cleaned his man parts off with a tissue and everything returned to its normal position.
Today things are back to normal and I will leave you with this adorable picture of my very prim and proper pugs (taken before our house turned into pervy central).