My sister and her husband recently lost their little pug dog, Hardy. Anyone who is a dog-person will understand just how empty the house can be when you're used to a dog being around, and won't be surprised that it didn't take long for them to start looking for a new puppy.
They love pugs (me, well, they're cute I guess -- in that 'so ugly they're cute' way) and so found a local breeder and last weekend brought Truman home.
He really is cute. He doesn't quite look like a real dog, more like a stuffed animal.
Friday, August 11, 2006
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