Pugsy the Rescue Pug
For many years, I had a muse. She was perfect. I called her Lucy Laptop and she was a Pug. A Mother's Day gift, Lucy was a puppy at the time. Her job was to sit next to me on the couch and inspire me - something she did for thirteen years.
Sadly, Lucy died of cancer two years ago. And for the last two years, I'd see Pugs everywhere I went - from the grocery store to vacation. Still, I didn't find another pug. We had two other dogs and I was even busier with two kids in high school and cranking out books.
But lately, I've missed the breed. These little clowns are a perfect fit for this cozy comedy writer. My family has caught me more than once, watching Pug videos on YouTube, buying little Pug stuffed animals and pining for the Pug.
My husband suggested Pug rescue and I've been watching various sites for just the right dog. And that's when I found Pugsy - a little 8 yo boy with Pug Partners of Nebraska.
After a background search with references that rivaled the FBI background checks for Girl Scouts, I passed muster. And today, we are on our way to Des Moines to pick up the newest member of our family.
The question is, am I rescuing him, or is he rescuing me? My guess is the latter.