Pugs are the ultimate fall accessory, and I think that's obvious here. I tried with every Photoshop function at my disposal to differentiate Oscar from the sidewalk so you could appreciate his pugnacious dog-ality -- dude has six kinds of intensity in his stare. 80% pissed off, 75% vain and 10% constipated, Oscar is 165% Deity On Grand (DOG).
Let me reiterate, the only parameters of finding yourself on this blog are poor timing and the fact that I like what you're wearing. Or the way you're wearing it. Or maybe the whole fall colored corduroy + jeans + boots + pug thing made me want to go home and roast a butternut squash. Or a pug.