So every morning I make the bed, and Ziggy - erm - "helps. "
It's one of his favorite things in our morning routine. So note he's jumping around like a crazy pug until the "Where's Ziggy?" game.
So I cover him up with the blanket and he gets really still.
Then I say "Where's Ziggy?" like 1,000 times, but he doesn't move a muscle. (He's "hiding, you see ;)
Then I "find" him and he goes nuts again! LOL.
His favorite part, the throw-pillow bombs ...
And the end result of all of this activity is this - the worst bed-making job the world has ever seen LOL.
I have to wait until he loses interest or naps to fix it! :)
PS - Someone just asked me if he's full size now. Nope, he'll grow even more, he's just going to be a big hoss pug, like his dad.
Not Mark, his pug dad! LOL.
His dad's name was "Tank," if that tells you anything :)