We took the dogs to Tahoe this past weekend, and left them in the hotel room with Xmas music blaring while we were on the slopes. I was foolishly worried about their barking. What I should have been worried about apparently, was -- escaped pugs running amok in the hotel room, leaping from bed to sofa to floor, lounging on down-stuffed shams, and.... foraging for food.
How did this happen? Which one of you pugs did this?
The girls refuse to talk. Cleo's digestive system, however, could tell no lies. Let's just say it was an active night for the greedy pug.