Is there any other kind?
First of all, on Friday, both of my parents had the nerve to leave me all alone while they went to the dogpark without me. [Parents' Note: We went to work] I tried to camouflage myself in my toybox so Mommy couldn't find me to put me in my corral before she left. It didn't exactly work. [Parents' note: this is a true story, Winston tried to hide in the toybox and we almost let him stay out of his corral because he was so cute.]
To make up for leaving me, Mommy shared her ice cream with me. [Parents' note: he only got to lick the bowl, there wasn't any ice cream left.]
Here I am trying to squish my face even more so I can reach the bottom of the bowl.
Where is it??? I know there is more ice cream around this house somewhere!
Uggg, so full!!
On Saturday I hunted down this fierce beast.
I'm pretty sure I killed him. He kept telling me to step away from his bone, but I showed him who owns the bones around here! [Parents' Note: The toy says "Oh yeah, step away from the bone...DIG IT?" when you squeeze it]
I must have plenty of beauty rest after a hard day at the dogpark. Also, when I was walking in the dogpark some people walking by laughed and said that I was the first "non-fat" pug that they had ever seen. Perhaps not a glowing compliment but I take what I can get.