PUG SUNDAY. ON FRIDAY.

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Seems like all I've done all week is talk about pictures. So I'm going to skip Freeze Frame Friday and talk about Pug Sunday instead. Because my human can give away my cookies and take pictures of stranger dogs, but this is still my blog and I can break the rules if I want to.

Uhm sorry. The whole acceptance thing takes a little getting used to.

Anyway. If you aren't lucky enough to have a Pug Sunday near you (or just aren't a pug), it's all about 3 things: food, friends and fun. Probably in that order.

FOOD
Pug Sunday is an awesome place to score lots of snacks. Pug people understand the importance of food, so there's always lots of stuff to eat.

I'm taller than the average pug, so I usually do pretty good when it comes to begg- uhm, I mean asking politely for food.

There's also usually a few non-pug people who know nothing about the importance of food and make the mistake of trying to picnic. In the middle of Pug Sunday. If you're not shy and put on your best supercute face, you can usually score snacks from them too.

FRIENDS
Pug Sunday is also a good place to make friends. I've met lots of cool pugs from all over the place just by showing up and being puggy. My human says I should also mention there is "always at least one ridiculously cute puppy to gush over".

Whatever.

Last weekend I got to hang out with lots of old friends. Like Phoebe + Zoey, who are both so stealth, they escaped the camera. And Wendell, another woodchip eater.

Wendell

And Tucker + his sister Matilda. They both always wear the coolest outfits. I think Tucker likes the camera as much as I do, and Matilda's got this supercute poncho thing that I would totally wear. If I wasn't a boy, I mean.

Matilda + Tucker

My man Noodle came all the way up from Monterrey to get puggy. He was also wearing a cool outfit. I don't know why my human buys me those dorky sweaters when they make pug-sized Hawaiian shirts. She has no sense of style.

Noodle wearing the coolest shirt ever (hint, hint human)

FUN
Even though it's called Pug Sunday, you don't have to be a pug to enjoy it. And it's not like they don't let you in if you're not a pug. Just be prepared to run around in butt tuck position or wrestle like a sumo, because that's what pugs do. Except Dutch doesn't do any of those things, and he has more fun at Pug Sunday than me!

San Francisco Pug Sunday
WHEN: 1st Sunday of every month (1:30 - 3:30ish)
WHERE: Alta Plaza
* the park is not enclosed, but pugs tend to stick with the herd

* * * OH OH OH! * * *

I totally almost forgot. Your positive thinking fixed Fred! My human got a message last night that some special vet report thing said 'benign', which means Fred's tumor wasn't cancer after all! How freaking cool is that??

We should seriously figure a way to bottle this positive thinking stuff. Imagine all the good it could do...