Friday, June 13, 2014
Pug is a little like a clam. Hard on the outside, with soft and squishy insides . It doesn't happen very much, but sometimes he lets his insides out...
PUG: hey, sorry I made fun of your brûlée. It was kinda awesome.
ME: that's ok.
PUG: and I didn't mean it when I said you're old and fat.
ME: I know.
PUG: you know I love you, right?
ME: I think so.
PUG: cool. So, uhm, can move your foot? I think you're standing on a french fry.
It usually happens when he wants something, but it's still nice.
PS: When I moved my foot, he ate the whole fry.