I’m 40 weeks old!


I’m 40 weeks old!



I was becoming a pretty clean eater. But then I started trying to feed myself, and the messiness began anew!

On Saturday, I went to my very first Pugtoberfest. Chubs’ cousins were everywhere! And they ALL wanted to eat my sweet potatoes.



Mom didn’t realize my head grew so much and didn’t pack my bigger hat.

Last weekend, I met a young lady named Cassandra. She was really nice and didn’t grab my face like Veronica.


To be nice to mom, dad dressed me up in my Mariner Moose outfit. But he wants to make it very clear that he is NOT a Mariner fan.

I love my dad and furry brother!


