Hello friends. It’s me, Pugsley, checking in. I hope you’re all having a great January so far. Remember the pajamas my cousin Craig bought me for Hanukkah? The ones that were so small I had to wear them as a scarf? Well, he exchanged them for my size. Mom wasn’t allowed to tell me because he said he didn’t want me calling him every day to see if they arrived. So here I am modeling them for you. Notice how I have that far away glance off to the side of the camera with just the right amount of head tilt to camouflage any turkey neck….not that I have a turkey neck or a double chin or anything. Models usually have that look because they’re glazed over from starvation. Not me; I’m a perfectly healthy specimen of pugkind.

I’m too sexy for my shirt too sexy for my shirt too sexy it hurts!

I’ve been online searching for modeling agents. Today pajamas; tomorrow underwear.

Mark Wahlberg, Antonio Sabato, Jr. and Kellan Lutz – YOU’RE NO PUGSLEY GOLD!

Hey Calvin Klein, what’s a kid have to do to get a billboard in Times Square? I’ll have my people call your people.

For now, it’s time for my beauty sleep.

Kisses and Misses, Pugsley