It started innocently enough. A puppy seems innocent, right? (Well, cute at any rate.) One day my sister Emily introduces a pug into our lives. Brandy Mo. Delicate. Socially awkward. Lover of people food. Before I know it, my parents are calling her the "grand-pug," allowing her to sit on the furniture and even sleep on their bed. What has the world come to?
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| A Brandy and Em Christmas card. |
I thought I knew.
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| Not to be outdone by the labs, Brandy learned to swim! |
And then there were two.
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| Em spends a good deal of time at the dog park now. |
One day Emily brings home another pug. Frankie. A street pug. Scrappy. Resourceful. Lover of chocolate cake. This one introduces dissension into the ranks, incites riots and plans covert snack-stealing operations. Seriously, she's sneaky.
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| Frankie also learned to swim thanks to Brandy's hand-me-down life jacket. Yes, I said life jacket. |
Sneaky and sweet. She gets under your skin after awhile and you can't help but love that quirky face.
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| Poor Sadie gets clobbered by the Puggles. |
See what I mean?
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| I'm telling you, this one is fierce. |
And I blinked and then there were three!
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| Tim's transformation from dog drill sergeant to pug-spoiler has been rapid. |
Only this one my bewitched step dad, Tim, brought home. A purebred pug named Makanui which means "big eyes" in Hawaiian. (I will have to confirm this with my roomate.)
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| Eric does not seem pleased by the addition. |
I don't know what she's like just yet, but I can only imagine that future family gatherings will be a pug round up for sure!
Any animal obsessions in your family?
xoxo,
shawnaLabels: Daily Musing, fam, pugs, sisters
