CHILD-LIKE PUGS

I wanted to share this story with all my friends on here.  It has been in the back of my mind since Sunday, and I finally decided to put it into words.  If you already have a pug living in your home this may come as no surprise to you at all, and it could be to my surprise that  a lot of breeds out there, do these kinds of things also.

WE have always known that Stella Rose was a little bit different.  In a good way, but different.  We had seen evidence over and over at our home that makes her personality stand out, it makes our children shake their heads and our grandchild burst out laughing. 

On Sunday we were getting ready for our blogging visitors.  Of course the atmosphere was charged with excitement and I know all the pugs picked up on that fact.  I noticed how excited they were when I told them it was bath day, and they actually sit in the kitchen waiting their turns, for fear one of them could get something different that the other one didn't.  We also talked to them about please behaving them selves, etc. etc.  we don't have a lot of people come to our home so we were a little concerned.  It seems by adding onto our family with 3 pugs we lost guests.  It took us awhile to notice that.  Um....

Anyway about an hour before Flea and her Hunny arrived I told the girls in about an hour they could put their Christmas dresses on.  I didn't want to dress them to soon, cos sometimes they like to take off each others outfits and run around the house with them.  Maggie and Gussie went over to their toy box and started looking for the binkie.  NOT Stellie, she got off my lap and sit in front of me, looking up at me.  I repeated to her, she could get her dress on in a little bit, but we wanted to wait.

She backed up, a few steps, sit down again, and looked at me and stayed that way for a few more minutes.  I told her NO Stella it is not time.  She looked at me with that sweet little face and started making her grunting puggy noises.  I ignored her.  She grunted louder and louder.  I ignored her.  Then she went over to the corner and laid down with her face looking at the wall and not me.  The next thing I heard was the sounds of a tiny child whimpering and crying as if lost in the dark.  It was Stella Rose, .....it was the most pitiful sound!  Butch was sitting on the couch listening to her as well, and finally said, lets just let them get dressed. 

 She heard him, and jumped up out of the corner, jumped up on the ottoman where I put her harness on her when we go for walks, and started to smile big.  She was so excited and happy when I put her dress on her.

I thought about that all night long, and it just proved even more to me how much more our furry loves understand us, and if we slow down in this busy busy stressful place that some of us are, we would also understand them.  We are so blessed to have our three little pugs.