My week in iPhone photos and Instavideo.
Pug knows how to relax.
At least once every winter I have to toss Pug out into the snow to get a grumpy picture.
I have worked at my pet store for nearly 3 years and in those 3 years Pug has never been interested in these cat treats. Until now. I don’t know if one of the bags has a microscopic hole in it, letting the smell out, or what. It’s truly bizarre.
I was just having one of those days so I treated myself to cupcakes and a lotto ticket. The ticket was a big fat loser as always, but cupcakes are always a win.
Pug’s nightly ritual. Gotta get just the right piece of blanket to suck on, even if it involves uncovering me in the process.
I mean, how could you look at this and not want to crawl right into bed and never leave?