We brought the pugs to Mill Valley's Pug Sunday this past weekend. It was not one of the girls' better outings.
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.