Hooded Pug
It has been an interesting week, the rain hasn't stopped, Yorkshire is flooded and the run Daddy has been training for, along the canal bank has been cancelled.
When my foot was getting better I wanted to lick it all the time to take the itching away, how humiliating to be made to wear this.......................
I put on my most miserable face for this picture and promised not to lick my foot.
It did mean though when I put my head over the food bowl Maisie couldn't take my biscuits..Ha!
I have now been freed of my hood and am free to run around again without scarring the backs of mummy's and daddy's legs, (well how's a pug to judge the distance wearing that thing!) hearing their screams was kind of funny though.
Maisie's corner,
Chester was such a pain when he was unwell, as I said before demanding all the attention, his collar catching everyone in delicate places. I had to keep an eye on him and let him sleep next to me.
I have found a lovely comfy resting place. Every time Daddy kneels down I leap onto the back of his legs and snuggle in...
Today, we went out first thing this morning as usual and headed to my outdoor bowl for a nice drink to start the day. UGH!!! just look what had taken residence in my drinking bowl.......
The frogs were all over the garden, I can take them or leave them but Mummy and Daddy got into frog fescue mode and have been gathering them up and putting them by the ditch at the end of the garden for ages.
Bye for now from your Pug friends, Chester and Maisie
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