If you don't have Pug Sundays in your neighborhood and have no idea what makes the idea so genius, imagine this... once a month a whole flock of pugs and their people gather to get puggy. There's lots of running and snorting and sumo-wrestling (that's what my human says pugs look like when we play). Some unknowing human always brings food and gets mobbed by hungry pugs looking for free snacks. Everyone goes home tired and happy.
There are always lots of cool pugs at Pug Sunday and this weekend I got to hang out with two I met here on the blog. One was Ody, who I've met once before but couldn't play with because my foot was gimpy. This time I was gimp-free so we ran and played like crazy until we were the only pugs left in the park.
The other was Frank the pug, my younger twin and newest new friend. We look SO much alike in real life, my human kept getting us mixed up. She had to look at our collars to keep track of me. Can you tell us apart?
While we were busy playing, Frank's dad got everyone together so my human could take a group pug picture. She's been wanting to do this for ages, but isn't good at being loud or corralling people. Frank's dad is really good at both, so here we all are: