Wheres breakfeast mom

You may enter the kitchen and feed us now.

We still like the rugs that are close to you Mom.

Mooooom, Cupid won’t let us get a drink!

Here we have the mighty defenders of the kitchen! LOL! Pug hugs from pastor sue & the Colorado 2

The natives are getting restless.

“Three guesses what we’re thinking about.  And the first two don’t count!”

The Tribunal!  We, the Puggy Tribunal, plus one Cat are here to try our human for being late with dinner!  How do you plea?

This picture is called “Two Hours to Dinnertime”

What are you waiting for?  We’re all assembled and READY. Bring on the food.

We have you outnumbered. Resistance is futile

Wha do mean “Cupid gets served first?”  Gotcha day… but Mooom!  We’re Hangry!!!!

Such cuties!

Ok mom, the gang’s all here!  Let’s eat! 

“One of us!  One of us!”