This Day in History and Pug Naps

So I have been having a lot of uneventful weekends lately and I decided to start posting a "this day in history" picture each week to show what I was doing on this day last year. I found shocking similarities when I looked up my post and pictures from January 13 last year. The pictures depicted my dismay over the Seahawks' loss to the Bears in the Playoffs. Not much has changed in a year.

Here (above), I hid my face when the Bears lined up to kick the game winning field goal. I knew nothing good was coming. This weekend I had to stop watching the game much earlier, about 1/2 way through the second quarter. Nothing good was coming after that either (the Seahawks had their hinnies handed to them by the Packers). I also look dejected because my parents had just conspired to have my little guys untimely ripped from my scrotum.

The rest of this weekend I got in some much needed beauty sleep. You don't just wake up looking this cute.

This is my couch. Occaisonally Daddy takes issue with that, but a few harsh words from Mommy and he is back to laying on the ground with his blankey.

I don't think people fully appreciate the pressures a pug must endure.

Whenever Mommy is home I will normally try to sleep on her. Those are her legs that I am resting my head on.

Snarf everydog later,

/s/ Winston, Grand Duke of Pugsworth