This year I am attempting to have the pugs adorn a Christmas card for her to send out. Here is a bit of the post-brainstorm clean-up process.
She settled on this design and this language. (the purple crayon is a hand tracing of my daughter Clare)
Here are some alternate phrases that I brainstormed to accompany this image:
I don't possess a shut-off mechanism.
Hey, Santa does it!
...a little help here!!!
I'm a sucker for stuffing.
I'm already a pug, what's the difference?!?
Just turn on the Lions' game already!
No, I didn't eat an ornament.
I'm even cuter now, don't ya think?
Haven't ya ever seen a bad hair day before?
There's no denying the importance of genetics.
Full?... I think not.
To a pug, "help yourself" is a dangerous statement.
I feel as though the term "disorder" is a bit extreme.