Sometimes it feels like we have many more than 3 pugs. Particularly when they're just strewn all about the house, looking for the best sunny spot.
I found Cleo and Deedee on their favorite sofa. But, wait, they're not on top of the back cushions, where they normally are.
They were chasing the afternoon sun...
... right off of the sofa.
Where is Sasha? She is too old to be playing the catch-the-sun game.