Wait until Frank sees a pug.
With them, it’s hard to tell if they’re coming, or going.
My foster brother described one as “a loaf of bread with four legs”.
Fatheer’s dog has a visible head, but no tail.
Pat, Sally, and Elen have gone to swimming practice. The sun kind of came out, although there are more clouds building to the north. Hopefully there will be no thunder until the girls are done at 4:30.