My nut, which some bird left for me under the spruce tree. I loved this nut, but Robert threw it out one day. Sigh.
As you may know, it is a particular quirk of the pug to be heat intolerant. When the temperature rises above 30, I go crazy. To calm me down, Robert and Gill made me a super action hero cape out of a damp napkin: the latest in pug couture.
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