Playtime in the Pugsworth Household

The household is still on full alert just in case the nafarious critters planning the coup d'pug strike, but defensive preparations have gone well under my trusty subordinate. The Stray dove right into her job as Pugtorian Prefect and, for security reasons, even I do not know most of the precautions in place. I also not longer have direct control over my palace guard; but, as I said before, the stray is too dimwitted to pose a danger to me.

This is me pushing around the stray during our photo shoot. It is important that she remember who is in charge.

Everyone knows that I am a benevolent tyrant, and after I pushed the stray around I allowed her to pose for her own pictures.

I demonstrated this pose for her before she showed it off to the camera.

[Parents' Note: The Pugs were not being very cooperative during their photo shoot. Cosette was having a blast chewing on the camera strap... ]

[...and Winston would not stop licking the lens.]

But, after the games were over, it was back to intensive physical training.

Cosette is such a baby, she is always running off to Mommy when I beat her at tug-of-war.

After a long day, even I enjoy snuggling on Mommy... and the stray tags along. On another note, I am planning my grand return to the Pugapalooza kissing contest. Daddy has been coaching me all year and I will not choke under the pressure this time. (Last year I froze when I came time to kiss Daddy, but the crowd was sooooo big!!! This past year Daddy has been taking me to public places so we can make out. This leads to odd stares from stangers, but is invaluable training.)

Snarf Everydog later, and hope to snarf every Seattledog at Pugapalooza on Saturday,

/s/ Winston, Grand Duke of Pugsworth

and Cosette the stray