I’m already down to one pug:( Yes, I know I rescued two, but unfortunately Mr. Butters didn’t work out. He was so depressed from the moment he got to my place and after an entire week together nonstop, it just wasn’t getting any better. He was loving and sweet, but just didn’t want to play and hardly ate a thing in 6 days. He jumped in the pool and kept trying to. I really think he just genuinely missed his foster mom who had him for the past 2 months and worked hard to rehabilitate him after his surgeries. I know deep down that I made the right decision and in the long run it’s for the best, but oh my gosh was that a hard drive to give him back to her. I heard that he’s very happy to be back with her, so I now feel much better. I’ve decided to just keep Weezy and not get another pug.

Let’s talk about Weezy, because oh she is just the sweetest little thing ever. I am totally in love and feel like I won the pug lottery. She has huge nips, so I am pretty sure she had puppies and was left at a kill shelter. She’s only 2. Awww. I am just glad at least one of the two worked out. DFW Pug Rescue is really amazing. They do dog-god’s work and the entire rescue experience has been really pleasant.

I’m trying not to be too sad about Butters, even though I spent about 4 days feeling like a terrible person. Everyone involved made me understand that I was doing the right thing and it’s more about being a perfect match with the dog(s) and their personalities. It’s so funny how much I most wanted a little fawn boy, since that most closely resembles Maximus (R.I.P), and here I am with a black little girl:) I think that it’s actually a good thing. New house, new dog, new memories! Speaking of new memories, thank you Raya app for providing me with the most interesting and exciting dating opportunities, all from the comfort of my own couch on a Saturday night. Though apparently, it’s like Fight Club and I can’t talk about it, which is a shame, because it’s excellent.