Tuesday, February 27, 2007
Sunday, February 25, 2007
Cleo has chosen, for this outing, a glam punk-rocker-meets-bridget-bardot coverup.
Functional, yet definitely punk. Note the rebel trim.
Sasha, on the other hand, has opted for the sleek, flower-child-now-grown-up look.
She knows how adorable she looks in this coat.
Friday, February 23, 2007
Thursday, February 22, 2007
Wednesday, February 21, 2007
Tuesday, February 20, 2007
Monday, February 19, 2007
Cleo spent the better part of the hour parked next to my foot, for protection. When actually noticed by another pug, she would crawl into a lap. Any lap. Even someone's she had never met before.
Sasha met a few friends. Sasha allowed a little bit of inquisitive sniffage, and then got outraged at the imposition.
We left then. But not after meeting a few sweet pugs.
Friday, February 16, 2007
Wednesday, February 14, 2007
Tuesday, February 13, 2007
Monday, February 12, 2007
Thursday, February 8, 2007
They look so cute in their raincoats. I don't know why they don't like the rain more than they do.
Wednesday, February 7, 2007
We stopped once to get gas on the way home -- Dave walked out to access the punp. The way the pugs reacted to his leaving, you would've thought they'd been totally abandoned by all they knew and loved. Never mind I was SITTING RIGHT THERE in the front seat.
Tuesday, February 6, 2007