It's a hard life being a Pug . I have to train my owner to put a treat in my food. I have a lot of barking to do, at the telly and the seagulls that fly over MY garden! The cheek of them!.
Then it's give my dad a good licking when he comes home, his ears are so dusty, and he was gone for SO long buying milk.
Then it's the jumping up onto the sofa, to check in case a plate has been left laying about, or better still a chocolate wrapper.... Mmmmm chocolate....
So it's hardly supprising at the end of a long day and a walk in the sand dunes I'm a bit tired out... Oh it's hard being a Pug.
Just time for a snooze before my Dads tv program starts and I have to bark at the dog in it....
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