Pug-a-licious

If there is one type of dog in this world I have ever been tempted to adopt, it is the pug. Today I spent part of the afternoon working at Savor the Flavor, a coffee shop in Lincoln Park, where the owner occasionally allows her pug to romp around among the customers. This dog is quiet, small, and well-mannered but has loads of personality, pretty much like every pug I've ever met.*

Some people might place pugs decidely in the "puntable" category, but I have a feeling these little guys are so packed with muscle and moxie that they wouldn't let you get away with attempting a kick. I imagine a pug might grab hold of the punter's leg and not let go.

Don't get me wrong here. I'm a cat person now and forever. But I think I'd be eternally happy with a cat or two and a well-behaved, potty-trained pug in my life. Too bad they don't typically come that way.

*The first pug I ever met was Penny, the loveable yet perhaps somewhat less well-mannered pug from the house at the end of Marianne Road.

photo from: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Image:PugPetronije.jpg