Miss Winston's Minions (a.k.a. "There but for the grace of Winston go I.")

This is my primary minion, "Mr. Bigglesworth".  Mom named him that because he is the exact opposite of the skinny, hairless cat of the same name owned by Dr. Evil of Austin Power's fame.  He weighs 32 lbs. (more than the human baby), and yes, his tongue hangs out like that all the time.  Feel free to put any Pug next to him, they'll look prettier.  He's the Pug equivelant of the person you want to get your picture taken next to if you're in a swimsuit.  (You can only look better by comparison.)

These Pugs were adopted from the Delaware Valley Pug Rescue in April 2001.  Despite all of Winston's comments, they are very affectionate, love the human baby (she's a bit confused about that), and enjoy their new home, couch, toys and treats.   They are both 5 years old, housebroken and would kiss you to death if given half a chance.  Please support your local Pug Rescue!

This is my (to use the latin phrase) "Minion Secundus", Soup Bone.  Mom called him that because he has no more meat on him than a soup bone.  A Pug with ribs!!!!  That you can see!!!! What's up with that? He likes to play with my toys, I'm not thrilled.  They are my toys.  He's starting to get the picture.

Left to Right:  My Minions: Soup Bone (w/ ribs), Mr. Biggleworth (w/ tongue & girth),  and me, Miss Winston

Miss Winston's Rules for Minions: 1.  My Toys. 2.  My Mommy. 3.  My Couch. 4.  My Treats. 5.  My Big Bed. 6.  Your Human Baby.