Lola Pug’s lifelong BFF and cousin, Roxy, is moving to the other side of the country shortly (cue the sadfaces at Casa Lola), so we invited the Little Miss and her people up to Lola’s northern playground for a weekend of adventuring and bonding before the big move.
One of the first things we all must do when faced with outdoor adventures is put on our hats and sunscreen, so Roxy reminded us all to do so before we set out….
The first order of the day was to have a little boating adventure, which Roxy took to like a …duck to water?
Lola, being used to such travel, was a little bit less impressed, but that also might have something to do with the fact that she’s rather grown out of her life jacket a little bit. (Middle age spread happens to the best of us, baby).
Not only did we have gorgeous sunshine and water, but we had jumping fish and giant aeries to be on the lookout for.
Once our not-quite-three-hour tour was done, we were all rather toasty, so we thought we’d bring the pugs to the water to cool down a bit.
Roxy has always been a bit of a water baby, so she was quite pleased with the refreshment.
Epic and proud, babygirl, epic and proud.
Lola, however, has *never* had a fondness for water OR being wet, so imagine my shock and temporary horror when THIS happened…
She stood in the water in a dreamy state, thoroughly enjoying every soothing moment of the cooling wetness.
When I finally coaxed her out of the water to come up on a rock with her cousin to watch some passing boats…
…she turned around and walked back INTO the water for a bit more spa action.
Which prompted me to call out… “WHERE IS MY PUG, AND WHAT HAVE YOU DONE WITH HER???”
We’re all back to normal now, I see….
Yes. That’s likely goose poop she’s smearing her wet face in.
That seemed to be enough adventuring for one day for these two, so we settled in for a little nap on the porch together.
Lola was a bit miffed that Roxy got her favourite chair…
…but we do these things for our friends. Especially when we might not see them again for a long, long time.
Love and kisses, little Roxy Pug. Here’s hoping we will get a chance to come and visit you in your new (and terribly exciting) coastal home before long.