Pretty Girl is like Peter Pan ~ she will not grow up. A six and a half YEAR OLD puppy. I have never met a pug quite like her. She makes me laugh all day long with her antics.
Whenever anything is put on the floor, she has to get on it. I was packing for Hooked in the Valley and set my lap desk on the floor and she was on it within seconds.
She is in to everything.
One of my favorite pictures of her beautiful face.
She loves to lay on clothes.
Climb on to DSO's end table (or jump on the coffee table).
She needs to empty the entire toy bucket.
She jumped on my hooking frame before I could even get the cover off.
She is very much like a cat. She love to get in bags . . .
. . . and take a little snooze.
She went from my bed to the nightstand.
Pretty Girl would not go down the stairs in to the basement ~ that is until Ernestine followed me down and she was not going to be left behind. One day she went down on her own and found a garbage bag full of snippets. What a mess she made of that.
I admit my basement is a mess. (The pile on the right will be donated.) PG had to stand on a clothes basket and check out what was on the shelf.
Another day after I emptied the dryer she looked inside and saw the dryer balls.
Next thing I knew the little stinker jumped in and started chewing on one.
Looks are deceiving. She looks so angelic. This was after I made her stop chewing on the pillow. She also likes to do some very unladylike things to pillows!!!
Pretty Girl is one special pug. She is going to make someone very happy. That someone is not me. At this point, I don't believe I have the option of adopting her, but I will enjoy her as long as she is here.
Thanks so much for stopping by.
Pug hugs :)