Pugapalooza is this Saturday and I am so excited, not for the pugs, for the people that are sure to accompany the pugs. There is currently much strife in my household concerning which contests I should be entered in.
Mommy put me in this shirt that says "Mama's Boy" on it. She wants me to wear it for the cutest pug contest. Daddy thinks I should wear it but realistically thinks I stand a much better chance to win the ugliest pug contest. They have been arguing about this issue. I wish they weren't so competitive, there is more to pug contests that winning =( [Mommy's note: the arguments were about Winston's Daddy constantly suggesting that Little Winston is ugly.]
I am not very confident of this shirt choice though. Is the baby blue too babyish? Do I really want thousands of pugs thinking I'm a Mama's Boy?
Oh, I often find wearing clothing to be very traumatic and to demonstrate my dislike I put on a big frowny face.
So Mommy, can I bring my duck to this Pugapalooza? I still love my Ducky!
As my loyalist loyal fan will remember, me and the duck have been BFFs since I was just a tiny baby. Look how much younger both of us looked back then. I may have been a bit plumpier back then, but the Ducky was a lot brighter colored.
I do everything with my duck. He even helps me do these posts. This picture preceded my hero Duke discovering naked Boston Terriers online. My parents used to think the Ducky was sufficient adult supervision, but since Duke discovered puppy porn online they must personally supervise posts.
This is a more contemporaneous picture of me and Ducky snuggling.
Snarf everydog later,
/s/ Winston, Grand Duke of Pugsworth