Sorry for the lack of blog posts. Brian had to go to Chicago for a week, leaving Sid and I to fend to for ourselves.
Unfortunately, Brian is the glue that keeps the S.S. PugSlope afloat (are ships kept afloat by glue?). I’m
a gigantic slob with no concept of space or time a bit messy and disorganized when left own my own – apparently Brian spends most of his time following me around the apartment and putting things back where they belong and keeping me on schedule. So, by the time Brian returned yesterday, Sid and I were barely hanging on – I misplaced his food cup at some point over the weekend and was just estimating handfulls of nuggets for his meals, I was refilling his water bowl in the bathroom because the kitchen faucet was lost in a mountain of dishes, and Sid had somehow compiled a collection of kitchen towels in his bed that he seemed to like even more than he likes Derpy.
But, hey, none of that mattered because Carl was nowhere to be found! He was right there on Sid’s face when Brian left, and when Brian got back, Carl was but a distant, grotesque memory. Hooray, me and Sid!
Here’s a video to celebrate Sid’s wart-free muzzle: