Football season is a great opportunity for the puglets to get in some quality pug dada time. Normally the dada is not one for massive long-term shnerglage. So when the game is on, and he becomes an immobile lump of potato-chip-eating, beer-drinking example of humanity, the pugs gravitate towards what they know will be a guaranteed lap for hours.
Sasha treasures this quality time with her favorite human.
i am crushed by pug but still happy
Cleo appreciates there is less wild screaming on that side of the couch, than what is exhibited by the mama.
Look at this pug, looking at her dada adoringly.
Deedee snuggles for a bit and then goes off for Private Pug Time.
she has her toy for company