Let me introduce myself. My name is Gwinny and I am the youngest pug of what had been known as the Pug Posse at the Barrett household. I say was as Zoe, bless her little heart, and went to Rainbow Bridge in March at the ripe old age of 16 and then Polly that annoyingly cute pug followed in June at the age of 12 with what I heard was cancer. I kinda miss her as Ollie is just a lazy old man who has no sense of humor. At least Polly went back at me. Ollie, he is a whole other story.
I am a princess and not one of those adopted, rescue pugs. I am exactly what a pug should look like—cobby, flat faced and my tail is beautiful as it curls 2 times. And I have 2 eyes… something old man Ollie can’t say. And I do have my hearing, which benefits the old man as unlike him, I can hear when the word treat is uttered and when I run, he follows. My Daddy is Dr. Bill but since he works long hours to support my grand lifestyle, my Grandma Andie has custody. Aunt Liza used to love me and let me sleep with her, but then SHE got cancer and I was not allowed as APPARENTLY I am a germ carrying pug. I was then deported downstairs to Granny’s and I like it just fine. Sometimes I sneak upstairs and break into Aunt Liza’s room and if the rug is in the right place, I can jump right onto the bed. However, I did that a few months back and boy was she mad. I was aiming for the bottom of the bed, but landed on Portia—whoever that is. Needless to say, she now makes sure her door is shut tight.
Back to me, as it is ALWAYS about me. I have those humans wrapped around my pretty little paws. I know just how to work them and make them think I am the cutest thing going. Heck, I even had Granny thinking Polly was attacking me for years. But Aunt Liza blew that as she was sure it was me. She caught me one night going after Polly. Still, I achieved my goal of not having to sleep with her. Polly had issues and had to have a bed buddy and since I am a princess, I am way above sleeping with another dog. Luckily old man Ollie is so laid back—he had no problem dealing with that Polly and her insecurities so he bore the brunt of it, usually without complaining. But once in a while he would just sleep somewhere else—that always makes me snort to think about it.
Have I told you I LOVE food?! Well, I do. Naturally of course since pugs are eaters. I try to watch my figure, but who can resist a treat when it is offered freely? Besides, if I look really, really sad and pathetic, I can get more. As you can see, I am smart too. Just a little wiggle of my perfect tail and I get what I want. Humans really are easy.
Speaking of humans, I really upset Granny last week. She took me to the vet for this lump I was unable to see. And believe it or not, it turned out to be cancer of all things. I immediately thought of Polly and the little box she now occupies and shivered—I am too young to be in that box—pretty as it is. Then I remembered Aunt Liza did the cancer thing this year too and she is not in a box, so I would just be like her. Then I thought whoa….she lost her hair—YIKES! No way did I want to look like one of those nasty Chinese Crested things that are called dogs. But luckily I heard Granny telling someone—not sure who as she talks on the phone every morning to her sister and a lot of times with some lady names Anne—who makes her laugh and laugh. Anyway—she told whoever that all I needed was surgery and I would be fine. Whew… pug snorts all around.
Today I went in for surgery and I am doing well, thank you for asking. I did so well they even cleaned my teeth for me!!! I think we have to wait to see what the tests say, but the vet says I am good to go. I even get to come home tonight as Daddy is coming home to watch over me. I have my paws crossed as when he came home for Aunt Liza’s surgery, he was useless. I helped her more than he did. But I am sure Granny will have my back—she always does and being the princess I am, I am sure she will be making me all comfy, loving me and making me one of my favorite meals—chicken and rice. Yay me! Off to rest while I wait for my ride home so I can be the Puggy Princess and I am going to milk this as long as I can.
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