I’d like you to meet one of my nieces, Bellaboo.
You may call her Boo if you like. You may not squeeze her. Kisses, yes please.
It was because of our family ties to little Boo that Favorite, Cape, and I found ourselves attending Puglandia, one of Portland’s many ridiculous spring/summer fundraising festivals, with my sister and mom yesterday. Not that we’re complaining. We love ridiculous festivals, and we’re more than happy to support the Humane Society. Though Caper would like to remind everyone that he is most definitely not a pug.
He was a little wary of all the pugness at first, but had fun getting to know everyone and lightened up considerably as the day went on.
The pug below won the costume contest. He’s the least appetizing Voodoo Doughnut ever, in case you couldn’t tell.
What’s that? You say you need more ridiculous photos of silly, silly pugs? Well you’re in luck!
Oh pugs. You are so silly.
Who knew that there were so many Portlanders with pugs, or that they would welcome us so kindly into their circle of pugness, even though Cape‘s Formosan Mountain Pug act wasn’t really fooling anyone? We had a lovely time, and almost left wanting a pug. Almost. 😉
Cape looks so happy!
Also, cutest shoes, ever.
I saw this on Kink and was so excited because I *love* pugs but sad that I missed this parade!