We spent the better part of last weekend in the garden, with the pugs. Well, initially at least. After sniffing and peeping on everything in our yard, Sasha and Cleo retired to the deck to snooze in the sun. Deedee... decided to take culinary interest in one of the non-edible plants I had just transplanted. So she got confined to the deck as well.
Could she be any more pathetic.
Note: she is perfectly capable of climbing down the stairs. She just chooses to be melodramatic.