This Pug's Life's a Beach

February doesn't make this pug shiver.

Sun Dog

Sunbeam bliss.

More Dogma

Snow Puggard

Behold, in no particular order, the exploits of the mighty mountain snow pug.

This lucky tree has pug on its fork.

The snow banks were as tall as I--but I mastered the art of snow-bounding.


Christmas has many attendant traditions, I'm told. One involves decorating a tree and exchanging presents. Another involves feasting on turkey, stuffing, brussel sprouts, and red cabbage, followed by a dense cake of fruit and nuts. The most important one involves dressing perfectly nice doggies in perfectly silly collars. Though I do think I look quite spiffy. Indeed, I think I look rather Elizabethan.


Which would make this "A Winter's Tail."

Winter Wonder Pug

Harbour Park Walk

Pit Pug

I like to perform public service works such as warming Gillian's armpit while she marks. I also help with the marking, of course.
That should give you paws for thought.

This Pug's Bath

This doesn't look promising...

I knew it...bath time!
Let me out! I'll have nothing more to do with your tidy ways! A pug's stink is its pride!

All that hard work getting roasty toasty stinky...gone. A pug's life, indeed.