So, at Pugtacular, last year, I ran my curl off and got second place in the big pug races. Me and Daddy had been practicing at the park, lots of sprinting and watching my foods...I was ready for this big race!
Daddy held me back, Mommy was down the track yelling encouragements, and opening the treat bag. Ready...set...GO! I ran as fast as my pug legs and snowshoe paws could go and got FIRST PLACE in my heat. Then it was off to the finals, and as the video shows, I got second place!
After the pug races, I needed a break, so Mommy messaged my aching muscles:
Pug came to the big event, too. In his race, another pug cut him off with a pug-belly block, forcing pug away from the finish line. SO, what's a pug to do..EAT:
This leads us to the infamous cheese video. Blogger doesn't like the video, so Daddy is gonna figure another way of posting it...Let's just say, a slice of pizza-pie disappeared in the blink of an orb. So fast, I couldn't snatch it from his jowls...