Welcome to my blog, Pugnacious P...tales of Payton the Pug! My parents say I was a miracle and the toughest creature they’ve ever met. Despite being diagnosed with Pug Dog Encephalitis (PDE), I lived a wonderful life. Read more in the "My PDE Story" page in the green banner just below. I hope you enjoy reading about my adventurous life! Love, Angel Payton
I think there were three primary reasons that Payton loved to "help" me with the laundry. She loved to lay on clothes straight out of the dryer, the warmer the better. Given her obsession with sun bathing and heater vents, that probably comes as no surprise. But if *someone* didn't get to folding the clothes right away, she would keep her eye on the now cold pile and would eventually make her move, climbing to the top as she did in her post, On Top of Mount Sheets. The higher the better. Not sure if she had a Princess and the Pea syndrome (she had almost everything else on the planet) or just liked to survey her domain from the highest, most comfortable, vantage point. Lastly I think she did it because she was unhappy that I wasn't focusing all of my attention on her. At that moment in time, we weren't playing or eating or napping, so she would get in my way to let me know I'd better get with her program. These are examples of each of her reasons from February of this year.
A pug's work is never done.
I am exhausted!
And I am very happy to say that I always succumbed to her wish. The house chores suffered as a result, but I have no regrets about that. No worries, I made sure we always had clean underwear. :-)