There were 92 comments at midnight Casa de Puglet time and The Randomizer randomly decided comment #48 should be the winner of the Awkward Family Pet Photos giveaway. So congratulations Grumpy, Chunky, Barney and Bella in Plantation Florida!
Please email us your address so we know where to send your new book: dailypuglet-at-gmail.com
So, normally this is where I'd pose with the winning thing before handing it over to the PO people. But my human says I'm not allowed to go anywhere near the book because of the honking. Something about not wanting to spread my germs around.
We've been on lockdown since my honking started because of the whole germ-spreading thing (no friends, no dog park, no fun) and I totally didn't get why until Dutch started honking too.
I guess my germs became his germs because that's how germs work, so now he's sick like me. Except Dutch's honk is more of an Eh Eh Eh instead of a HONK HONK HONK. Seriously, if a cough could be a color mine would be black with skull + crossbones and his would be pink.
Whimpy whimpy whimpy!
Dutch's honk vomit totally kills what's coming out of me though. My vomit pools are the size of my feet, but Dutch's are almost as big as my human's size 10 hideous pink crocs.
Yeah, I know that's gross. But my human says everyone should see what this stuff looks like so they won't panic and think their dog ate a wood chip (or a fork) if their dog starts honking it up.
I'm feeling a lot better after my trip to the Pug Guru at Bishop Ranch, so now it's Dutch's turn. Except Dutch isn't a pug and we don't live anywhere near The Ranch, so he'll go to a vet here in the city. My human really doesn't love our vet at all and wants to try a new one out on Dutch. If anyone loves a vet in SF, please let us know like ASAP.
Oh, and if anyone has any spare juju lying around, Dutch could use some. The honking isn't serious or anything but you know, he's kinda... sensitive.