Has your life been a struggle? No matter what you have been on all fours trying to stand up on two feet? Or the fact that there is no balance in life, and your vision of life is altered, perhaps crossing paths. We understand. You might not know it but your living the Pug life. We live six inches off the ground, have a screwed up tail that has no evolutionary purpose, crossed eyes that makes life distorted. When I get really excited I hyperventilate and passout. We need to end this. Er' body knows that all dogs go to heaven, especially us Pugsters that grew up on the skreets. Also hit up my other page as we try and make the digestion of cat poop legal. Cats have catnip and they be blazing dawg, while I sit outside trying to figure out which eye is my good eye.



