Well, Spring has sprung right back out the back door, and Wet Winter has blown in the window. What's a puglet to do without a sunny spot in the fresh outdoors in which to repose?
|silly mama. why worry? there r so many spots indoors.|
So foolish. Of course the puglets are perfectly capable of fending for themselves. The sofa, as Cleo demonstrates above, next to the sunny window, is a great subsitute for the plush lawn of the outdoors.
Deedee, below, will demonstrate that a pug does not even need to be conscious in order to be aware of being outdoors or in.
|her paws are just waiting to be trussed up in a bundle|
Sasha is the only pug that remains vigilant. Years of experience have taught her to be no dummy. A pug must always watch for the next sneak shnergle.
|mama i see u. stay right where u r.|