First things first - Mom and Dad have decided on a final name for their baby Pug...
He's the Dude. So that's what you call him. You know, that or, uh, His Dudeness, or uh, Duder, or El Duderino if you're not into the whole brevity thing.
And he's just so darn cute.
I got a good dose of Vitamin P (for pug, natch) from him and Maggie this weekend while in Atlanta.
Lola tolerated it all admirably. After last year's banishment, you would think she'd be bitter. She wasn't. Mostly she napped, chased the Dude and chewed on her Christmas present - a large stick made of Kong material.
Life without dogs? Unthinkable.