save a tree. eat a beaver. brush a pug’s teeth.
This morning my mom was telling me about her friend’s ugly pug. His name is Pugsly (of course it is) and he jumps all over people.
Tonight I brushed Lucy’s teeth with Adam’s toothpaste. It was either that or walk down to the pet store and get her some specially formulated chicken flavored dog toothpaste, which just isn’t what I’m after.