There's not much that the puglets love more than going to the beach. For Sasha, it's the feel of the sand between her toes and the wind in her ears. For Cleo, it's the plethora of picnic food available -- ours and strangers'. For Deedee, it's the acre or so of delectable, grain-like treats that the rest of us call sand.
After all that, um, activity, the pug princesses are just exhausted. Enough to snuggle together in one big pile of pug.