Did you ever stop to think what makes us love these funny faced (as my neighbor refers to them) little guys. They are not really what you would call beautiful or pretty, but to us they are the cutest things around. Why is that! They have bad teeth, they shed 365 days a year, they have bad breath, they fart, they snore, and God knows what else, yet we the Pug owner doesn't see that. We love our babies anyway. Now I am not a Pug expert in any means, but I have had 7 in my life 3 of which I own. There was poor Midge who only lasted in our family for maybe two months. She has bad allergies which was very expensive at the time, so my parents gave her to our vet. Then came my best girl Molly. I was young, but she was mine and she was the best friend a young girl could have. Molly never and I mean never did anything wrong. And she could talk, she could say Mama. I taught her to walk with me with no leash, and we would just go for out walk, and she would follow behind me. She loved to go visit my grandmother too. I would say to her, "Do you want to go see Lizzy", and she would just get so happy and so excited, and off we would go. Than there was Mack. He was very much like Linus, had a mind of his own. And he was stubborn too. We had Molly and Mack at the same time, only Molly was about three years older than Mack. My parents got Mack in the hopes of breeding him with Molly, but that didn't happen, Molly wasn't really strong enough to have puppies so the vet said. Mack did sirer a litter of pups, and that is where our next pug came into play. Midge, not the sharpest, cutest, brightest pug around, but she sure did make my grandmother happy. Midge lived with Nanny for lets say 3 or 4 years until Nanny passed away. My parented said they couldn't handle 3 dogs at once, so Midge went to live with a truck driver. I heard he was very happy with her company when he traveled, so that makes it all seem OK, but I do wonder about Midge every once in awhile. Molly died at the age of 13, and I was already out of the house by then, not taking her with me because I knew that is where she belonged, but she was always my best girl, My parents had Mack put to sleep not long after that, as he got real nasty, and the vet told them it was the best thing to do. And of course there are my three, Lulu who you have all seen in pictures. She was my son's pick of the litter, and she was not much to look at at 3 weeks old, but she turned into what I would say was a pretty girl. Lulu had many small medical problems, and in the end she just lost the use of her legs, and I couldn't stand to watch her sit in her own pee or poop, so in August we put her down, God rest her little soul. And you guys all know Lily and Linus. Would I get another pug, you know I would, already have a name picked out, and I am hoping it will be a black girl when that time comes. Funny, but what is it that makes us love these little guys so much.