Quick: close your eyes and envision the word “paradise.” What comes to mind? A long walk on a white sand beach, perhaps? An autumn meadow covered in bright orange and yellow leaves, a pumpkin spice latte in your hand and Ugg boots on your feet? Paradise can mean many things for many people, but for this guy, paradise means lying down and letting a bunch of pug puppies cavort all over him.
Watch as he giggles in pure, unadulterated delight as the group of pugs — which some sources have called a grumble of pugs (!!!) — romp around, showering this lucky, lucky man in hugs and affection. This definitely redefines the word “paradise.”
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