You've heard about them, time and time again. Now that I have a digital camera, you get to meet the pugs for the first time. The one on the stairs trying to figure out what I'm pointing at him is Buddy. Buddy is the older pug with the most mournful howl you've ever heard, which he only brings out when I'm stuck pug-sitting him. The one leaning up toward the camera, barely able to stop himself from sniffing it, is Buster. Buster is the younger, hyper, and often annoying pug with a high pitched bark and an attitude problem.
Coming soon: pictures of Nancy's city garden.
