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You ever look at your pug and wonder what in the hell is going thru their mind (if you're like me you may have even wondered if their brains are as wrinkled as their faces. If so, it would explain a lot about pug behavior)? For instance:
It doesn't matter how much carpet cleaner, deodorizer, etc I put on the carpet Jack will find a spot on the rug to dig at like the tastiest treat or the secret of the universe is hidden in there. Damage to carpeting is a very sore subject in my house. I'm not as bothered about it as my wife is. I would prefer hardwood floors anyway.
Jack has been fixed but from time to time he hops on my leg like it's the sexiest woman alive. Never anyone else's leg...just mine. I tell him "Jack, I love you but not in that way." I think he does it because our young kids laugh.
No one is allowed to eat in peace in the presence of a pug. We do not give in to begging. Lately Jack will bark with furious anger at the sight of someone enjoying a snack. Mind you, he gets more snacks than anyone in the house and none of us bark at him over it. I suspect he may be telling me "Listen, I heard you complaining about putting on weight...do you really need that Christmas cookie you fat tub of goo?"
I don't want to be too crude with this observation, and it mainly applies to fellow male pug owners but why is it when Jack jumps on my lap he without fail ALWAYS finds the most sensitive part of my body to apply all his body weight? Is this his way of getting even for having him fixed?
I am convinced a Christmas tree is the best spot to hide behind for a pug who has grabbed something he should not have.
If a pug were a human TV character he would be Columbo. Remember how Columbo would be seen as being slow and clueless and at the end of the episode he would suprise everyone with his genius? That's my pug.
Perhaps its us putting human traits on to a dog but when Jack is getting his belly tickled and whenever we get under his chin we swear he laughs.
I don't mean to insult other breeds of dogs. I do appreciate all breeds and all animals (except for cats...sorry, just don't like them. Always found them stuck on themselves. They are the Kardashian sisters of the animal kingdom). However, when I encounter other dogs I walk away thinking "that dog's ok but it ain't no pug."
This might apply only to those of you in the USA but whenever those ASPCA commercials with Sarah McLachlan come on the TV I feel the need to shield Jack's eyes so he doesn't get upset. Then I realize he has no clue and that I really don't like Sarah McLachlan's music and turn the channel.
Maybe it's my age, maybe its the fact Jack is a wonderful companion but I realize with a few exceptions the relationship I have with him is one of the most rewarding and fulfilling that I've had with any living creature. There are moments where he drives me crazy (and I'm sure he gets fed up with me) but we seem to understand each other. At the end of a crappy day at work (and believe me that's every day these days), he never fails to run to the door and be excited to see me. Within minutes of being in his presence the grime of the day slips away and I feel myself again. The next morning as I set off for another day of stress and futility in the workplace he sees me to the door with his ears perked and a look that says "I'll be here when you get back." At least that's how I take it.
Final thought-I spend too much time thinking about pugs.