Yo Dawgs!!
What up Gs?? This be Big W in da' house!!! I gotta say I am disappointed in my comment gettin' skills lately. C'mon homies, I wanna hear yo views...it's da' only way I can keep it real. Please, don't hesitate to comment or else my parents have said they will cut down my treats until my commenting level rebounds and I start pulling my weight around here. [Parents' note: he's lying, but we do love to hear everyone's comments.]


This is me, the original Notorious PUG.

This is me without the hood on, looking like my adorable self. I think that it is sad but my grumpy care bear outfit is already too tight.

Ah, to think back to the days when I was adorable and all I had to do to get love from people at the dog park was make eye-contact. Now everyone just wants to play with the most recent puppy edition.

I have found myself growing depressed as I think of my advancing age and realize that I have yet to impose my tyrannical (yet benevolent) rule upon a single city; not even the peaceful tree-huggers of Seattle have succumbed to my rule.

I am still the master of this House. Here I am making Mommy miserable as she attempts to load dirty laundry into the washing machine. She dare not complain.

In my dreams I am always the top dog.

My baseball has finally submitted to me; although I did have to destroy his friend the Loofa in front of his eyes before would finally give in.

Gotta keep the cute looks going for a little longer becuase they permit me to enter the good graces of numerous humans- then I shall use them to my own advantages.

But plotting does make me tired. For now I shall manage to endure the hardship that is my upbringing.

Snarf everydog later,

/s/ Winston, Grand Duke of Pugsworth