twick or tweat?
well folks, i definitely feel like i got twicked last night. mommy made me and leia dress up as pumpkins for several HOURS last night while strange little people kept ringing our doorbell! the nerve! daddy tried to placate us with tweats, but i’m still not mollified. we should be allowed to go around begging for tweats at stranger’s doors.
not fair! mickey got to go twick or tweating last night at his grandma and grandpa’s! but by the look on his face, i’d say he didn’t get very many tweats.
and here’s the 3 of us pugs when mickey was here. we were at something the ‘rents called a ‘pumpkin farm’. all i know is it was windy and dusty. mommy had to carry leia the whole time because she hated it so much.
here they are trying to make us look like wild farm animals! how rude!
and here’s mickey and me trying to get the heck out of there.
mommy wants me to post this picture because she says all us pugs look so cute in it, and we’re behaving ourselves. speak for yourself! i think my butt looks fat.
