Dreaming puglet

Do pugs really dream?  Sometimes, we catch one of the pugs yipping softly under her breath like she's getting ready for dinner in her dream world.  Most of the time, the girls just snore.


I wonder what Deedee is dreaming about now.

Visit from the grampa

Or, should I say, the Big Piece of Food.  Because I'm pretty sure that the pugs believe he is just made of food.  Either that or he's really clumsy and drops a lot of treats.  There is ALWAYS a tasty something for a pug in the grampa's pocket.

Of course, they also love that he is an excellent napper.  What could be better for a pug, other than to nap with a giant piece of food?

It helps that he contorts his body for maximum pug comfort.

Cleo is surgically attached

Even Deedee will close her eyes, for once, not vigilant

Happiness is Sasha

Garden gnome-pug

The puglets love it when we spend a lot of time outside.  Something to do with the sun soaking into their black fur.  

Sasha in particular likes to choose a good spot from which she has maximum vantage point to survey her domain.  

Cleo and Deedee also like to sunbathe, but while keeping a close eye on the house.  In case it spits up treats.

Cleo's ear is filthy

For all that Deedee behaves as little Miss Dominant, one of her fave activities is to clean Cleo's face and ears.  Which I had always thought was a submissive gesture, but this puglet has never been one to follow the rules.

u need to be cleaned

mama i am saving u money on grooming

em, Happy Birthday, Deedee!

We have officially gone three-for-three, in that we have completely forgotten the most recent birthdays of all 3 pugs.  Good thing they're dogs, and have no idea.

Little Deedee was 4 years old last month!  Still behaving as if she's a puppy, but thankfully no longer peeing like one.

It's raining

It's one of those grey, spitting days in which all you want to do is stay home and take a nap. or two. or three.