As I have mentioned before, the puglets have a jogger to which they retire when the length of our walk becomes overwhelming. Originally obtained for the grand poobah (aka Miss Fatty), the jogger has now had to be modified to accomodate both of our aging pugs.
ahem. I said 'aging' -- as in elderly. Not 'pesty' or 'curious'.
Deedee disagrees. She's sure there's gotta be some room in there for her, too.