This is the one they call Bubbles, posing for a picture at Pugoween. My people called her "Count Pugula". They made the costumes for us. I got really sick of them waking us up and trying these stupid outfits on us. Although they were warm. And Pugula worked the crowd and got a lot of attention. I like to stay close to my people. They had cheesy snacks and a banana with them, and they know I want a belly-rub when I give them a kiss. Other people think I'm just being friendly. But that was the deal we made - a kiss for a rub. Unless the people have been eating cheese or drinking beer. Mmmm... cheese and beer breath....
These were some of the best costumes I saw. There was a princess, a witch, and look at Princess Leia! She was pretty cool for an old girl. And there were lobsters and a shark and 2 skunks and a cute Seahawks puppy. My people liked him a lot. They better not get one, or I'll have to take him out. I'm the baby. I don't want some stinkin puppy around here. Anyway, I had my cushion upload some pictures she liked - hopefully she didn't make a mess of it.
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Love the costumes! Leia slays me. But what about The People? Didn't they dress up too? ;-)
Who cares about the people?! They're just our rides.
your little dogs have the sillyest faces! I love that they have breed specific functions for them :) I'm glad everyone had fun.....
Hi future librarian,
We feel bad when we're around other breeds. They make fun of us, poking their big long snoots in our faces. We decided that a confederacy of pugs was the only way to go. But pugoween was invaded by the chihuahuas this year. I even saw one trying to impregnate a poor innocent pug, right in the middle of the meeting.
The militant pug network will prevail!
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