It always starts with the first one. In our case, it was Marjerle. My brother had bought him at a pet store for his family, his boys. Marjerlie was a little boy pug.
Pugs are shedders. They shed. My brother's son had asthma, and they could not keep Marjerle. They asked my wife if we could take Marjerle. Ground Zero. The root of all evil. The starter's pistol. All hell breaks loose.
We are now on our 4th and 5th pugs. Marjerle, Baxter, Daisy, Samantha, and Linus. Marjerle was free. Baxter we found in the paper for $100.00. Some friends called us on a litter with Daisy in it, she was $300.00. Samantha rounded up to $400.00. Linus topped the charts at $1500.00, he came from a pet store. I'm very worried about the price tag on the next one. The pattern is pretty clear now.
My favorite is when people knock on the door. The two we currently have start howling and crying and carrying on like teenage girl's at a Justin Beiber concert. And they don't stop until our visitors leave.
Then there are other annoying habits. Did I mention they shed? One of these two also likes to pee indiscrimately. In a thunderstorm they go beserk. If it is raining, they refuse to go outside. More pee then. They gotsa go somewhere.
Still, they are sweeties, part of the family. We are the pug family. I am sure people talk about us that way.
Now worries. They could talk worse things about us.
Cheers, from pugville. nca
I can't stand the shedding either and I don't even live there. I don't know how you do it. You must really love mom.
ReplyDeleteWell, yeah, I do.
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