The Great Pug Run

Sometimes Dad takes me on walks. Other times he takes me on runs. In my youth, I was a long distance runner - the only pug I know of who's run a 10K in under 50 minutes. Since turning 21 (3 in human years) I'm just into 100 yard dashes. But as the link above shows, I still gotz da skillz.

Carlos

At first I thought my dad was trying to throw me off by bringing a mirror on our morning walk. But upon careful testing, I noticed that the "image" wasn't mimicking my motions. It was in fact, Carlos!

I hadn't seen Carlos for a few months so I figured I ought to remind him, by marking various objects, that the entire neighborhood was my turf. I'm not sure though if his subsequent markings were acknowledgement or annexation.