Yesterday, I discussed the ways in which I was not a dog but a pug. A pug child to be correct. I also discussed how Lincoln is called a "boy in a pug suit." Well sometimes Mom and Dad call me a Gremlin. This is as ridiculous as Lincoln stuffing a little boy in his body. To make my case, I have provided you with a picture of a Gremlin and a puppy picture of me (a little flashback Friday moment).
Here is a Gremlin:
Here is me:
Please, I'm much cuter. While I am a mischievous little monster sometimes (please get over the textbook, Mom), I can be exposed to light, eat after midnight and I love water. So Mom, Lincoln is not a little boy in a pug suit and I'm not a Gremlin. But I am a really cute puppy. Just saying.