My pugfect life!

A pug on holiday

October 15th 2005 8:13 am
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It's 5:30 a.m. and my stomach is growling louder than the obnoxious German Shepherd down the block. I'm spending the weekend with my Aunt Jaime and I can't believe she's not up yet. She's usually an early riser but she's not moving.
I hope she's still alive because this pug has got to eat.
I whimper and she starts to stir and I know it's time to make my move. I tap her face with my paw and she tells me to go back to bed. I cry a little more (I have no shame) and she pulls back the covers, stumbles out of the bed and says, "Alriiiiiight."
My mom would NEVER let me get away with this at home. Jaime is such a sucker and she just loves to spoil me. And I'm on vacation so I should get a little TLC.
Breakfast is good as usual (my meals all taste the same). My belly is warm and full and I'm suddenly very sleepy. I sit beside Jaime and we take a pugnap together on the couch.

 
 

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