So, I am temporarily out of commission with a bit of kennel cough but, aside from sounding like a two pack a day smoker, there are no ill effects. Mommy and Daddy even give me honey to help my coughing (the vet said it was ok). Also, my normal awesome vet did not see me because it was an unexpected appointment and the new guy suggested that my parents keep me inside since it will be cold the next few days. What the hell? Is he not aware that I rarely ever go outside? You'd think he's never met a pug before.
This is me laid up and, according to Daddy, looking like a fat beached baby seal. The way I see it, a few days or so of special pampering never hurt any pug.
This is "elle-ae"... which Mommy did not take me to.
This is the boardwalk I could not walk on and a fair that I could not ride any of the fun rides at. I am still bitter at Mommy, but she has been buying her way back into my good graces with additional treats and snuggle time. PS- I intended to photo shop myself into these pictures, but we do not have photo shop and, even if we did, I doubt that I would have it sufficiently mastered to meet my stern quality control standards.
Snarf everydog later,
/s/ Winston, Grand Duke of Pugsworth