Little Pugs, Big City

Off the boat, and onto shore!

Little legs need a little legs vehicle for longer walks, so out came the Pugmobile, and we were on our way, with Admiral Daisy leading the charge!

All tucked in safely, First Mate Donald?

So where is the first place to go when we hit the ground in the Windy City?

THE BEAN, of course!

Lola Pug always draws attention when we go out, and the little Bean sure was a hit when we went to see the (slightly) more famous and (definitely) much larger Bean – also known as the Cloud Gate, but that doesn’t really suit our purposes here, so Bean it shall remain.

BEAN AT THE BEAN!

…seriously…I’ve been waiting a LONG time to get that photo.

She posed patiently and marvellously for her snap-happy mama.

Right next to the Bean (the big, silver one, not the little fuzzy black one), is the spectacular Pritzker Music Pavilion, which we humans were mightily impressed by.

Chicago sure knows how to do that architecture thing.

It wasn’t until we were leaving the park that we noticed the “no dogs” signs, so we felt kinda sneaky and rather lucky that we weren’t pulled aside, but we knew that we had been respectful of the property, and besides – these aren’t just any dogs, they’re PUGS!

I was rather taken with the Pugmobile, so I thought I would try putting Lola in it to see if I could catch a break from carrying her in my arms through town.

Nope.

…so Big D happily took LP’s spot, and we continued on our way.

Donald was excited to see the sights of the downtown buildings.

He looked for long lost relatives up among the gargoyles on the (completely epic) Tribune Tower…

…while I was captivated and mightily impressed by the rocks and masonry that were embedded all over the building.

We humans got up to our usual shenanigans of darting in and out of shops, eating and drinking, and generally looking UP a lot at some seriously gorgeous buildings, while the pugs rolled (and were carried) along through the sights and sounds of the city.

With the Miracle Mile traversed and the sights seen for the day, we retired to a nearby neighbourhood park to feed the pugs their well-earned dinner and relax a little as the sun set.

 

 

All this adventure, and The Pug is still kinda pissed with me. What gives, girl?

Exhausted from a very full day of adventuring, Donald immediately called it quits when we got back home.

Daisy was very much up for more fun and games, but it was clearly time to hit the hay and recharge our batteries.

The adventure has only just begun, pugs!

Sleep tight, and see you all in the morning. We still have so much more to see and do!