With the warm(ish) weather upon us, I decided to treat the gang to a morning at the beach. Coincidentally, the last Sunday of every month is Pugs at the Beach so it worked out perfectly – minus the biting wind and fact that only about a dozen pugs showed.
Bubba, impatient as always, couldn’t wait to get out of the damn car and hit the sand –
Like I said – about a dozen pugs in all. I’m sure that once the weather warms up, the turnout will be better. Still, Jelly, Bubba, and Lulu didn’t seem to mind –
Jelly, despite being 13 and hobbled by bad hips, couldn’t resist trying to get into the action whenever the big dogs tussled –
Ashleigh and James showed with their pug, L’Eau. An seemingly endless parade of dogs approached Ashleigh to say hi – and pee near her. Not quite sure what to make of that.
L’Eau moved so quickly I could barely keep up with her –