The life of a pug seems pretty easy. This pug in particular has a pretty great life, she is loved by all of the kids and has become like another child to me. Never in a million years would I have thought that one day I would call a dog my “other kid” but that is how I truly feel about Jenny the Pug. She even calls me Mama, okay maybe not for real, but I bet she does think it.
The life of Jenny the Pug is pretty simple and straight forward. Mostly she enjoys eating and napping but on occasion we can get her 7 year old body riled all up to play a bit with us while she smiles and nips at us jumping around having a blast. Jenny the pug sleeps, eats, pees and poops. Sounds much like a newborn baby really and Jenny the Pug usually is quite the baby in the household.
One day my daughter pleaded with me to get our sweet Jenny the Pug a treat and so this is what happens when you give a dog a bone … or an ice cream doggie sundae that is….
What is that in your hand? Is it for me? Gimme Gimme … please?
What is that? Is that some delicious treat that you brought home for me because you love me so much? I see biscuits!!
OH my yummy goodness. This is delicious. No. Do not take that bowl away. I must savior every last drop of ice cream and biscuit dropping in this bowl…..
Okay that was certainly the most delicious treat you have ever given me. I love you so much. Now it’s time for a nap … zzzzzzzz!