FEVER

A week ago, I had my very first fever. And it triggered my very first (and hopefully last) febrile seizure. Dad left work to help mom bring me to the doctor. And, boy, was I exhausted from all that excitement. But the next day, I was back to playing with all of my toys and yelling at the cars on our street. Didn’t miss a beat.

Fever

PUGTOBERFEST #2

Yesterday was Chubs’ very favorite day of the year – Pugtoberfest. It’s a day where a bunch of pugs get together and wear costumes (except for Chubs who refuses because he’s his own man). I had more fun than I did last year because a) I didn’t have any sweet potatoes to fight the pugs over and b) mom and dad didn’t even try to put me in a costume (which they did last year and it didn’t go well…they learn quickly).

By the way, thanks, Stephanie, for the awesome doggie shirt!

Pugtoberfest #2

Pugtoberfest #2

Pugtoberfest #2