Sorry that I have not posted more recently, but my typing servant (Daddy) had finals and is now addicted to this computer game where you build a zoo. The largest exhibit is reserved for the wild mountain pugs of Guadalajara!! I am looking forward to seeing how it turns out. For those of you who have not heard, Gorby is officially in a forever home, so my running him off did not result in substantial bad consequences for him. Now let's talk about me.
So we went to a pug meetup and for some reason my humans strapped me into this horrible contraption and then MADE ME SIT IN THE BACK SEAT!! ALONE! I was not too sure about that. (This is the long trip alone I'm talking about). [Parents' note: Winston finally grew into his doggy seat-belt contraption.]
This is me, turning on the smile and hoping that Mommy will show mercy and release me from the monster. Daddy was driving so he had an excuse to not show his angel mercy.
PUGS!!! I actually played a little this time...and by played I mean sat in some strangers lap so that they could scratch and pet me for the better part of an hour.
This dogs were all younger, yet braver than I.
I thought this guy had a cool looking face, like he had just crawled through a chimney.
This little pug was named egg-roll. Not surprisingly, those are my Daddy's hands. He had better be glad that I am not a jealous pug.
Here are a few pugs who dressed up for the occasion. [Parents' Note: Winston doesn't know about St. Patrick's Day, as these pugs apparently do]
This little gal is named mija. She just went to a new home and is a little nervous here. I think her old home was located outside our galaxy.
Yum!!! I have noticed that everytime any pug poops, all the other race to try to grab a taste of it before the humans pick it up. I have yet to do this, but I am starting to agree that the smell is yummy, and makes me lick my lips like this.
On the way home I was too tired to protest my new car position in the back seat. I actually discovered I could sleep better back there, since I have gotten a little bit too big to sleep comfortably on my Mommy's lap.
Here I am back at home playing with one of my favorite new toys.
Here is another view of me with my new toy. For some reason my humans keep on taking pictures when I play with this toy.
And here is a left over cone picture. Luckily, I was still able to play with my oldest BFF during this hard time.
Whew! That was a long post, I'm exhausted! In case you are wondering, this is definitive proof that I am an abused pug! No dog should be continously disturbed with flashes when trying to sleep.
Snarf everydog later,
/s/ Winston, Grand Duke of Pugsworth