BFFs

Turtle loves his pugs.

Every morning, he calls for them all: Benton! Molwe! Ocker!

And he refuses to go downstairs in the morning unless Molwe, our late riser, prances her curly butt down the steps ahead of him. I'm 99% sure that Molwe is not as big a fan of this custom as Turtle, which she makes clear by her snorts and dirty looks.

The other morning, Turtle wanted to climb up with Bentley - I'm sorry. Benton - to read his Caterpillar book.

Once up there, neither boy nor dog seemed too comfortable with the arrangement.



But then Turtle showed Benton some of the pictures inside. Benton says "Mmmm. Caterpillar. Lick lick."



Benton says: "Mmmm.... Strawberriez. Lick, lick."



Turtle says: "You shame me. I can't even look at you."



Benton says: "But froot iz yum. Lick lick. I iz veree hungree pug dog."



Benton says: "I controlz urgez. Sad pug dog. Now I can haz treat? Lick, lick?"



Yeah. They crack me up.