Wildly unfair, but true. Actually, no one at this posh restaurant told us, 'No Pugs Allowed', but since I did want a repeat invitation, I kept the beggars on the ground.
|dada i am dying|
Well, I don't think I need to tell you that the Weak Link amongst us (otherwise known as the husband) totally caved, and ended up with 2 pugs on the lap by the end of dinner. I can only hope the restaurant has a short memory and allows us back in the door.