Wednesday, September 9, 2020

A chorus of pugs

My mother's pugs, Max and Ruby, are quite the pair. Brother and sister from the same litter almost twelve years ago, they're getting senile these days. It's like mother is running a doggy nursing home over in the pool cabana. Worst thing is the incessant barking. They get cranked up for any little thing these days. Mother recorded them doing their howl routine one day when she was getting ready to leave. The good Lord only knows why they decided to serenade her out the door. 


 

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