If there is a pile of laundry (preferably recently clean), overly fluffy blanket or collection of clothes to be had, it's pretty much a guarantee that a pug will be in the middle of it. Even better is a giant pile of pillows AND fluffy blankets.
can you find the pug?
there she is! Sasha emerges from her comfortable burrow.
I do believe there is a puglet sister lying in wait. Ready to pounce and disturb the senior pug's slumber.
I don't know what Deedee is thinking here.
Poor Sasha. Only to be squashed by another over-affectionate sister.
Cleo does truly crave affection.
erp. too much.