Zooey, our first pug

On a cold night in December of 2005, there came a knock on the door.  It was late, and my husband answered and then called me over to the door.  Standing there was a woman, a friend of my husband’s whom I’d met maybe once or twice out at shows, and in her arms she was holding an excited, squirming pug that was wearing a red bow.  I honestly just thought that Leslie had popped by for a visit or something.  I knew she had pugs. I assumed the one she was holding was one of hers.  It didn’t seem odd to think that a pug person might bring along their dog or that they might put a Christmas bow on their dog —pug people are like that!

They had to explain to me that the pug she was holding….was ours!  She and her mom were/are active in pug rescue and she’d run into my husband right after learning about Zooey.  Zooey’s owners needed to place her somewhere else fast, it wasn’t working with her in their home with their other dogs.  Remembering that I liked pugs, she asked if we might be interested.  Smart man that my husband is, he said yes.  And then kept it all a secret until the knock on the door that cold December night 6 years ago.

Zooey came with that name, and since she knew it, we kept it.  She is lovely and bossy and loud, twitches her back legs in her sleep, rules the roost when it comes to the other dogs, and makes a whole world of snuffy puggy snorts.   If she wasn’t so great, we wouldn’t have added 2 more pugs and a pug/cairn terrier mix to our pack.  She is a fabulous grande dame of pug wonderfulness.

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