Raise The Ruff Or Meow

My husband, Don, came home last Friday with a small box with a little puppy head sticking out the top. In February my sweet Boston terrier, Oliver, roamed off and never came home.

He took a hunk out of my heart when he disappeared. To last week I still heard Oliver scratch on the door, bark out in the woods, I even dreamed about him.

And poor Don knew my sorrow, so he decided to try and help. That’s when Puggy came into my life. She is a three month old, female, fawn colored pug.

So far she has been my shadow, lays in my lap, snores, loves to chew on things. I have never had such a young puppy. Amazing she has replaced much of my sorrow.

This Saturday, March 23, is National Puppy Day. Celebrate by adopting.