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.
Yeah, these are pretty dirty, but I better double check.
Mmmmm, GLORIOUS DIRTY TOWELLS!!! I love this smell SOOOO much!!!
After the chores are done I like to veg for a while, but, of course, this is how must pug days end.Snarf everydog later,
/s/ Winston, Grand Duke of Pugsworth
8 comments:
Winston, Grand Duke of Pugsworth, you should be king!
Winston, you look verrrry excited about making that bed!
Napoleon loves dirty towels too! You did a great job helping with the chores.
Since you don't weigh a whole lot, pulling your own weight shouldn't be a problem.
Hey Winston! I love to fight with towels tooo! Hahaha!!
Hugs!
Me again! The human didn't pay attention and wrote ronin the oug! Can you believe it?
You're a good puggie "helping" with all the chores. I certainly hope you got a treat for all your trouble.
Oh norman! I hate chores too! I'm sorry they made you work!
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