Christmas #2

Oh Frank! What is that you have stuck about your neck? Is it your new Christmas present, the two pug chain toy? I do believe that it is!

I thought that Frank would be less than amused when I realized that this fit comfortably over his head, however, he actually didn't seem to mind at all. In fact, he found it much easier to locate the next rung down on which to tug...

and indeed, he still had quite a lot of freedom with which to frolic.

(While also amusing The Bean for quite some time, a very nice break for the humans in the household.)

Oh my. That may be a look of distress. Time to take it off I think....

After opening presents we went on a delightful Christmas romp in the sunshine (sorry all of you in the Midwest, but at least there IS something magical about a white Christmas!)

Frank got rather exhausted on on the way home and stopped walking, or perhaps he was upset about The Bean's dashing new sweater. Either way, it was clear that the needed a little extra love and attention and so he did get a bit of a lift. His dad did not approve.

Oh Frank! So nice to get some sunshine on your pugly belly!

By the end of the day all Frank wanted was a some peace on his little corner of the earth, but someone was making it rather hard...

Oh Frank! you are so sleepy that all of your wrinkles are gathering and you can't even keep your eye open!

Eventually there was a collapse which not even The (rather menacing) Bean could keep at bay. Oh Frank, what a handsome pug you are indeed all curled in a ball. If only everyone could curl up and spoon you, how could there NOT be peace and joy on earth?