A Word from Professor J.H. Pugnus

One week ago, if you were to approach me and ask what it is to be a pug, I would have answered with something along the lines of “Rather boring, actually.” You see, my one-week-old self is considerably less knowledgeable in the machinations of the mind of a pug, and taking into account that my one-week-old self is not only of the Canis lupus familiaris family but a pug in herself, I would go as far to say that it is quite a crime for her to be as ignorant as she is.

An intellectual felon my past self may be, but the fact remains that my present self is quite learned of pugs, and this is because I have spent the past week following the lives of several pugs and having them documenting their day-to-day activities; a pug blog of sorts. One of these test subjects was my hyperactive son, and I am glad to report that he allowed a fantastic insight into the more creative depths of the pug mind. Alas, my poor, insane son.

Anyone interested in reading these daily reports need only watch this spot; I will upload them when I can spare the time, which should be safely once per day. A pug world awaits you.

– Professor J.H. Pugnus