Here comes trouble

I am crazy and have not one obsessive pug, but now two. I feel like I just had a baby due to the multiple trips outside and waking up too early (what’s with puppies and their tiny bladders, anyway?). But, over all, I’m pretty psyched–they rule–and it’s impossible to be bored (or not be nibbled by a teething puppy). Although, it would be nice to read the NYTimes without someone trying to eat it.