Ya know, when we had to put pug down in June, our hearts were broken. We didn’t think that anything or ANY pug could replace what pug (aka Edward) was to us. A pudgy, food-loving, snoring, lazy, loyal one-eyed companion that followed me around the house ALL the time. He was with Aaron before we were married, agreeably moved into many houses with us, layed beside me in comfort while I was grieving the loss of my parents and grouch-illy accepted both a new pug (Gwen) and a baby boy into his house! The day we had to say good-bye to pug was the day that a GIANT pug-shaped hole appeared in our hearts!
But, along comes Norman! A 8 week-old, fawn colored little pug with loads of energy and the fetching-ability that Edward never had! :) He waits outside Zeke’s door every morning and eagerly greets him waiting to play when that door opens! He chews on Edwards favorite Watermelon toy, runs and runs and runs with Zeke, plays tug-of-war with Gwen and has started to repair our pug-shaped hole! We love him. He’s perfect for our family.
Welcome to the family Norman Linus! :) You are already a little boy’s best pug friend with adventures that are only beginning! :)
It’s a sad day around here! :( Today we had to put down our trusty, old-man, snorting, snoring wonderful pug Edward! He was old….13 to be exact. Remember his 10th birthday party that we threw for him? :) We surely loved him…we are one of those couples that treat our pugs like family. Well, Edward kinda thought he was a human! :) He followed me around the house with the clicking of his toenails on the hardwood so that I ALWAYS knew where he was. He had to be touching you at all times if you were watching TV on the couch. He only had one eye, but he was brave! :) He yipped for his food, ate it one morsel at a time. He started getting white spots on his forehead after I once dropped mustard on his head and had to cut it off because it dried crusty. He LOVED to get brushed after a bath. He snored really REALLY loudly. He laid on the end of our bed for seven years of marriage. He hated walks. He loved treats. He snored at my feet almost every day in my office. He was affectionately know as “PUG” to most everyone! :)
Today we have a pug-shaped hole in our house. We will miss you Pug!
While I was in Mexico Aaron bought the cutest, littlest black pug on the planet. And he named her Gweneth Margaret (because all animals need to have middle names according to my husband!) Gweny joins Edward, our nine year old grumpy old man pug, to the Steffen clan! :) I can rightly admit that taking care of and potty training a puppy in below zero temperatures in the winter isn’t my favorite thing in the world, but her extra cuteness pays off when she looks at me with her big puppy eyes. She is only 14 weeks now, but I know she’ll grow fast so I’m trying to get her “puppyness” on camera! :)
Gwen this morning as I bribe her not to eat our Christmas tree (because reasoning with a puppy is like reasoning with a 2 year old! :)