Wednesday, January 24, 2007

Pug in a blanket

After laundry the other night, Sasha somehow managed to get herself underneath the couch throw. Hilarity ensued. After a few indignant barks and unsuccessful attempts to free herself,she became verrrrry still -- as if convinced she was victim to some cruel conspiracy, and she needed to be motionless to escape detection by The Enemy.

I had to 'free' her after that last plaintive wail. Notice there wasn't even a look of gratitude.

1 comment:

  1. not one of sasha's brighter moments. but almost as funny as the time where she was wrapped up in the blanket, and upon hearing the TV, started barking and struggling so that she shot backwards out of the blanket, right off the couch and onto the floor.