Towering Beastie

As you humans can see, I am better than all of you. You can clearly tell this by my snooty expression and my general tallness.

No, Girl! Don't tell them you put the camera under my chin while I was sleeping hanging off the couch! That story is highly untrue and I am royalty. I have Chinese lineage as a wealthy lap dog's ancestor. Do not speak otherwise. You are terrible, Girl. I do not approve.

Feral

Human Girl asked me a question a while back. She said, "Puggy, do you want to be feral?"

I answered," Oh, yes, Girl! I could run about like the beast I am!"

Human Girl laughed because I eat canned food. She commented to Mom that I eat lamb from a can, but in my mind I am actually running the Scottish countryside eating their sheeps.

Girl, this is not in my mind. I am a wild beast.

See the wilderness in my face? See the ferocity in my eyes?

Girl still took my collar off on that day though and never put it back on. Dad puts it on to take me for a walk, but Girl prefers my harness.

Girl, I am feral and you better be aware this means I might eat the kitties.

When they stop being scary.

Hello, humans!

Hello, Humans,

My name is Puggy Buns. Well, not really. I'm a rescue, but the family I came from didn't teach me my real name very well, so I am instead gifted a new name by these humans that live here. I think it's okay because I get lots of treats.

Human Girl said I should tell people about my life and daily adventures. When I'm not sleeping, I manage to squeeze in a few cool things to do. Follow this blog for more puggy antics.