I love weekends. Both my servants are always home and I get to play with lots of dogs at the dogpark and at pug meetups.
My Big smile at a pug meetup. Mommy was mad because she said I refused to play until all the other dogs were gone. She doesn't understand subtlety. I was merely scouting out the situation. You can never be too careful nowadays.
This puggy weighed 40 pounds!!! Whoa, he was a big puggy all around. I am just under 20, although my parents say I look like I'm smaller thanks to the Furminator(TM) removing so much hair, and he dwarfs me! (That's me in the harness).
This a another view of the big guy. I look nervous because you have to be careful when messing with a heavyweight. The other one is one of his two brothers, who also top thirty pounds but do not quite get to 40.
This is NOT the big dog, I'm not stupid.
This is me in Doggy harness #3. I proved an adept escape artist from doggy harness #1, and I was too big for doggy harness #2. I have a strange body type; my broad chest and small waist mean that I am right between car harness sizes, even with adjustment. This one may finally work.
When I am tired I am not so whiny about being in my parents lap. My parents say that tired pugs are cute pugs, sleeping pugs are adorable pugs, but there is substantial problems with a conscious pug.
I'm a WATERPUG!! I love getting in the water to play with big doggies, but I don't go in too deep.
This is about as far as I will go. Coincidentally, it's also the furthest that I can go without my parents having a heart-attack. Daddy is going to get me a life jacket so he feels more comfortable.
This is me distracting some big dogs and chasing them away from their balls.
This is the dog that I played with for a long time. He looks kinda like me.
This is us having a grand ole time (I'm always in the harness).