So the weather has been pretty cold. Mom just says that it was Fall is supposed to feel like, but I have a tendency to "mule" up. When I "mule up" I plant all 13 pounds of pug on the sidewalk and put my head down, refusing to budge. If you try to drag me, I will either escape my harness or let you literally drag me on my back. This frustrates Mom a whole lot, so she usually just picks me up. Then I'm a real princess who gets carried around.
However, Grandma bought Lincoln and I, scarves. I'm not sure what a scarf is but it sure does keep my pudgy neck warm.
Lincoln always stands so proud whenever Mom dresses him up. Hehe, silly pug brother.
Hopefully, these scarves keep me walking through the winter.