Two days ago Winston and I were loaded into the Pug Taxi and headed out on a long drive.
We were "Seattle Bound".
According the conversation Mum had with US Customs...
I was crossing onto American soil for a "Pug Gala Fundraiser"
Upon arrival Mum claims I was very overwhelmed that I had to ride it out with Winston in his dogger.
She can believe what she wants but what I REALLY was doing was preparing to bark at this dude, to show just who The Boss of this Pug Gala really was!
I did have my cards read. The gypsy says I am a little "spitfire"...
that must be another word for "Boss"
After hours of butt sniffing and barking, I was ready to head North again.
Once back home I napped long and hard
Being The Boss of the Gala sure was tiring
Sam Coop
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