I LIVE the DREAM

Today is Martin Luther King Jr day and it is a day to reflect on who we are as a nation, as a people, as a PUG.

So I did some reflecting and came to the conclusion that I AM living the DREAM of many many pugs and PETS out there. I am talking about those in Shelter/Puppy Farms/Abused situations. . . and really, what makes me so special? Yes. . . I AM a princess pug and all that. But I could have just as easily ended up at the Humane Society looking for my FURever home. Instead, I was born into a privileged situation - a show family of champion PUGS - with a future as bright as the sun. I was BORN gorgeous. If it weren't for a LITTLE personality quirk (I kinda like to do things MY way) I was destined for the show ring. Instead, I became the ruling PRINCESS of a wonderful family of a Mother and Daughter who happen to also live with a couple of Aunties, Cousins, cat, birds and now - another dog. BUT I AM THE RULER, make no mistake.

Oh DOG!! I totally digressed from my appointed topic of FREEDOM and EQUALITY. Well, as Dr King said. . . .

"Nothing in the world is more dangerous than sincere ignorance and conscientious stupidity."

We, as a nation, can no longer ignore the situation of mistreatment of pets UNDER the guise of ignorance. Pick today to join one of the many groups trying to make a difference in a pet's life. The rewards will be legion.

By Golly! It's MOLLY!!!!

So my weekend did not really turn out as I had planned it. I did NOT have my Mommys all to myself as I thought I would. They both left early in the morning on Saturday and did not return until well AFTER my appointed dinner time. The other humans were in and out, too. . . mostly OUT which meant I spent a lot of time in my pen, snoozing.

So that was Saturday. It was not a big deal day. No sleeping in snuggled next to my Mommy #1 and no fun with MOMMYS.

Sunday was a little different. Almost everyone was up pretty early and bustling about excitedly. I even got my nails trimmed which I was NOT expecting. I was also kinda gussied up a bit - nose fold wiped, ears wiped, and tear stains wiped. A quick brushing and then my WALKING HARNESS was put on.

Odd.

The WHOLE family piled in the car and we drove a short way to the place I had my girly operation AND got my shots. I like the place, don't get me wrong. I just couldn't figure out what was going on. MOMMY took me out of the car and we started walking around. This was most unusual since I can walk around my NEIGHBORHOOD just as easily.

Then we went INSIDE to this place called a MEETING ROOM and I encountered somepuggy I never knew. . .

HI! What ARE you?

She is a little ball of fluff and her name is MOLLY. We were there to meet her as a potential FAMILY MEMBER. Molly was from a HOARDER situation, kinda. When the good people rescued the MOMMY they found out she was pregnant. The mommy and her 6 puppies went to FOSTER CARE when the puppies were 2 days old.

Her mommy is Maltese but the daddy is a mystery. In the HOARDER house there were also Shih Tzus and other small dogs.

Molly had been adopted but brought back when the adoptive parents realized they had to leave her home alone too much. She they took her back to Foster Care and my Aunt B, Cousin E, and Lil One hoped to adopt her.

WHAT????????

The is right, we were there to ADOPT her.

Hi. My name is Molly. I am a maltese mix.
I weigh 3.5 pounds and am 10 weeks old.

And here is the CATCH! It all depended on me!!!! The shelter people wanted to know if I would be angry about her or if I would be aggressive. AS IF!!!

Of course I passed with flying colors and even kept my tail tightly curled so they would KNOW I was not at all unhappy about MOLLY.

She is so tiny (tinier than she looks in this picture) and, truth be told, kinda funny. She is playful but still sleeps a lot because she is a puppy. It will be nice to have another DOG in the house to CHAT with during the day. Let's face it, CONVERSATIONALIST my sisteroid Sunshine the Cat is NOT.

So EVERYPUGGY and DOGGY and KITTY and  ETC and HUMAN.  .  .  Meet

MOLLY

Molly? Just so you know - THIS couch is MINE

Standing Small BUT Feeling Tall

Not really Wink Wink . . . 

The other day a great man died - Neil Armstrong. He was known mostly for a SMALL step he took in hopes of improving the future of all mankind (and I am SURE he meant PETS like me would benefit too). That small step, granted, was taken ON THE MOON, for pete's sake. But it was, nonetheless, a small step that represented a HUGE leap in aeronautics and space exploration in general.

It got me thinking - What, if anything, can a SMALL PETITE but rather ADORABLE PUG, like myself do to change the world? In all honesty, probably not too much. But I can try, and that can make a world of difference between success and failure, don't you think?

By taking my small step - following a new blog, passing the word on a new product, or even sharing the passing of a FURiend, I contribute to a greater mass of knowledge and sharing. I follow Bellatrix and she in turn follows Tiffy who follows Sabrina, and so on. Soon we have HUNDREDS of blogs linked and sharing stuff . . . and those hundreds of blogs are followed by multiple hundreds of people. . . and so on. One small step, in the end, has affected many many others in, hopefully, a positive way.

What brought this all up, other than Neil Armstrong passing away? Rescue groups and how they work. Yes, it seems far fetched but it really isn't. In this case, one person found a pug in a shelter. This poor pug was malnourished and had deformed legs. She was pathetic. But this person decided to rescue her anyway, nurse her back to health and see what would happen. Through a pug rescue group, this person met a pretty wild and crazy pug family who invited her and her rescue pug to a DOG birthday party to meet a lot of crazy pug people. Those crazy pug people posted Facebook pictures of the PAWty and included mention of the sad little rescue pug - no longer sad and sick (but legs still deformed). Someone (actually several someones) from this SPECIAL Fb group SAW the photos and fell in love with the rescue pug. Boom! Before you know it, someone in the group wanted to adopt the no-longer-so-poor puggy and she is soon going to move across country to her new FABULOUS home.

One small step can make a BIG difference. Imagine how much good could be done if we all kept that in mind?