When The Pug was a puppy, she was a total flight risk (still is, actually – she IS a PUG, after all), so the only places I felt safe releasing her in were fenced, protected areas.
We often have access to a lovely private tennis court, and Lola Pug has come to know the court as a place of great joy and glee, and she leads me there immediately on arrival.
Is she in it for the fashion? The social scene? The cocktails? (isn’t every proper sport really best followed by ice cold cocktails?)
Nah. It’s all about the BALLS!
On a tennis court, Lola’s inner beast is unleashed, and she becomes a focused, flying huntress who would rival any Serengeti cheetah pursuing her prey.
Seriously? After all of that, you want us to believe that you are dignified and composed while on a tennis court?
Seriously, though. On the court, watching from the sidelines, even watching it on TV, Lola Pug is a total tennis junkie.
Whatever makes you happy, my love.
Your puggie wish is my ultimate command.
8 responses to “Tennis Pug”
Lola, my image of you being a sedate and stand-offish pug has been destroyed! Your secret is no longer safe. Ball!
Oh, I really can’t trust my mama with *anything*, can I? Well, I will keep my secret puggie ninja moves out of camera’s way, at least.
Oh, I just LOVED that post! Great pics of Lola and her pink ball! Run free, Lola, run free!
I DO run free, Ruby, I DO! Mama has to keep an eye out for hawks and bees, but all I keep an eye out for is my BALL!
Oh, Lola Pug, it would be fun to play “tennis” with you when I visit. I’m glad you had a fun time. And I like the choice of a pink ball.
I promise I’ll be aloof and indifferent when we meet, Christy. But maybe scratch my haunches *just* right, then maybe I’ll show off a little bit for you.
Hah! I knew inside that cool, aloof exterior was a wild and crazy dog just waiting to be unleashed. I loved the pictures- you are beautiful when sedate, but so radiant when you are free flying!!! And the pink ball was so befitting a lady. Well done, Lola!