Mr. Fucking Paul Ohan,
Your post was charming and literally fraught with intensity, however, I believe you should do a little spell checking.
As an aside, did you stop to consider that the pug may perhaps be female, whereas the pink would be becoming on the wrinkled lass? Or do you know the pug in question on a personal basis?

Dig the talons on the pooch!

But what's up with the flipflops on the feet in the background? I don't know about the New York City that person lives in, but the one I live in is CHILLY and not amenable to toexposure.

flip flops are the hottest fashion statement in California -- well at UC Berkeley, anyway. Perhaps this is a West Coast doggie.

re: flip flops

New Yorkers, when running quick little chores like walking the dog or getting a quart of milk at the corner, will barely dress to run the task.

It's nothing to see people in bathrobes, pajamas, sweat pants, house coats etc on the street in the dead of winter as they are going only a half-block.

I can say for myself that i've gone outside practically naked to get a quart of milk at the corner.

so, in light of these facts, i think we can say that wearing flip flops on a 60º day is no biggee :-)

to grammar police,

thanks for the tip, I'm hating me.

regarding the pug's gender:
I totally had that trade.

served and pressed.

like butter.

I guess you're right, t. fucking! whid. And I live in New York City, so I should've thought of that. Just 'cause I don't leave the house less than fully "turned out" doesn't mean there aren't those who flip 'n' flop down the street for junior jaunts. :-)