In my household I am more than just a pretty face. As a mature pug I am now expected to pull my weight. Sometimes this is quite irritating, but I will assimilate if need be and take my place in the complex division of labor that is a pug household. But that does not mean that I will not gripe about it.
This is my 'do we really have to do chores? Can't we just lay on the couch and chew on bones all day?' face.
First we made the bed.
Then we did laundry. My job is to smell the towels and determine which ones are dirty.