I may not jump the highest or run the fastest, but I'm virtually undefeated in tug-o-war. I've been kickin' my dad's ass since I was a puppy. He just keeps on trying though.
This weekend while taking care of my girlfriend Isabelle, I was able to go on many walks with her. She definitely lacks the energy of a pug and is confined to a leash but it's always nice to have someone to show off for.
My girlfriend's parents have gone out of town. Now before you all jump to conclusions, I'll let you know that my mom or dad has chaperoned every visit and walk we've been on.
I broke out in a few hives tonight. The heat probably, though my degree is in fashion, not medicine. Mama gave me some children's benadryl which always seems to work.
I have been successful chewing a hole in one of my blankets. Mama thought it'd be fun to then make me wear it around my neck. I didn't think it was that much fun, so I tried getting it off.
Nothing like a good crate with a nyla bone. It's one of the only 'No Cats Allowed' territories in the house. I often hang here throughout the day. Smells like pug too (that's a good thing).
Today I met Lulu. I ran circles around her and barked but she didn't give me much of a reaction. My parents are always complaining about me shedding all over the place, but would they rather I'm just weighed down by all that hair like Lulu?
A few weeks ago some my new friend Gus moved in to the apartment below me. He's a pit but he's really nice. His parents found him roaming the streets of Hollywood when he was a puppy. We've been having a great time playing. He's also given me some pointers on walking tough.
I saw my Isabelle on my walk this afternoon. She's so hot! I showed off my speed and agility. She was obviously impressed as she let me sniff her butt afterwards.
I live with my adoptive parents in Los Angeles. I'm trained in french although my parents don't speak anything but dog commands. Doesn't really make sense considering pugs are from China, but whatever.