Hey everybody, remember me? Well, I'm back. And even though you totally got sucked into some evil plot to make me feel bad about having a fat neck and eating poo, I still love you.
In my defense, I do have a few things to say about poo. But I'm not going to say them today in case my human freaks out about it. Poo is a four letter word here at Casa de Puglet and I don't want to get grounded or tortured again. Especially since I'll be going to Dallas two weeks from now.
Yep, Dallas. Y'know, the one in Texas. I guess I did such a good job greeting pugs here in San Fran that my human wants me to greet pugs in Texas too. I've never been anywhere but California and Reno, so Texas is practically another planet. I get to fly on an airplane and everything.
So. Freaking. Excited.
And the coolest thing? You all get to come to Texas with me! Here on the DP, anyway. I'm not sure exactly where we're going yet, but I do know one place called Fort Worth has cows. Google says everything is bigger in Texas, so I can't wait to eat some of their extra big and tasty pies. Yumm!