As far as winters go, this was one of the mildest. Great for the pugs, since they hate getting cold wet feet. Not so good for the garden or, oh, I don't know, the whole agriculture industry. Normally, it would be raining and chilly this time of year. Instead, I see this on our apricot tree:
| stupid tree thinks it's sping and is already budding |
Well, if you can't beat 'em, join 'em. So, we all took advantage of the sunny blue sky to get outside and make us some vitamin D.
| I don't know who taught these 2 to sit like that |
Cleo likes almost nothing more than to sun herself while leaning up against some plant. In this case, a succulent. Luckily, one without spines.
| i'm not that stupid, mama |
I think Deedee thinks she's a meerkat. She certainly hops around like one. Here she's showing off her perfect posture, while remaining vigilant on behalf of her pack.
| i am almost invisible, blending in with this here grass |
Sasha didn't want to miss out on the fun and games. Little girl's arthritis has lately been bothering her a bit more, so that stairs are really quite the obstacle. Which she surmounts by yarping loudly and imperiously until some human comes over and carries her.
| the sun's rays wait for no pug |
My little Sasha. When did you get so old?
cleo looks so lady-of-leisure leaning up against the plant. sasha's not old, she just likes to be carried around in a manner befitting her regal status.
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