It was a hot weekend. Even worse since central air conditioning is a rare commodity in these here parts.
The puglets made do by staying cool in the shade. And lounging on people furniture so as to not roast themselves on the sun-baked ground. I don't think I need to mention that there were bonbons involved.
|Cleo thinks it's time for another snack|
|Deedee's nose wrinkle is melting a little. She may need an ice cube, stat.|
|Sasha would like to know when nap time is.|