So where were Bunni and Rikki while all this shameless inactivity was going on? Well, sleeping, of course. They ARE pugs.
auntie. that is incredibly annoying. we cannot sleep with all that shutter clicking. we don't know how u do things in california, but manhattan pugs require beauty rest.
Oh fine, little puglets. Go ahead and sleep.
Of course, there are the rare moments of consciousness. Here they are on their dada's fave chair. This is right after 1) I gave them shnergles, 2) they reared up in dismay, and 3) stalked away to a safe, auntie-free place.
And the best for last is a darling pic of Rikki and Deedee sleeping like peas in a pod.