Hey there, pugs and peoples. It was another excitings weekend at my house. Friday night me and my Mom stayed home. We pulled up the weeds in the garden. Midi even came outsides with us but she just wanted to eat the grass. My neighbor peoples were outside too. They loves me, so I gots lots of petting while Mom pulled weeds.
Saturday morning my friend J came over and I just knew they were gonna takes me somewhere. Can you believes they didn't? They lefts me and I was home all day by myself. It was dark when they finally cames home! After they told me what they had been doings all day I said I was OK with that.
Mom went and met one of the SEPRA volunteers who had been fostering this pug Frank here in Alabama. Frank was dumped at some shelter in Georgia and he's got the heartworms and a bad cough and stuff. So, SEPRA took him in to get him all better and find him a furever home.
This is Frank.
Frank's older than me. Mom says he's between 8 and 10 years old. I's only 3.
Mom and J met some peoples in Atlanta and they were taking him on to a foster home in Athens. Then Mom and J stayed in Atlanta and went to the Ikea and to some grocery store that must not have had dog treats because they did not bring any home for me! Anyways, they said they had fun and I's OK with that cause they were helping out a pug.
Sunday my friend J came over again and we went to the Rojo for lunch. We ran into some friends there and it was lots of fun! Then we went to the park.
I ate grass at the park.
And made funny faces.
I smiled a lots.
I gots lots of rest and relaxing dones.
I barkeds a lot while we were at the park. I don't do that a lots, so Mom got a little video.
There was some crazy black and white dog named Abbey - that's who Mom and J were laughing at at the end. She was running around with other dogs and had a big crash. She was funny.
After the park we wents back to Rojo so the peoples could have some drinks. Here's me and Mom.
So, we hads a really good weekend as you can see. Mom got sad news tonight though. Turns out Frank has more wrong with him than just heartworms and a cough. He got really sick once he got to his foster home in Georgia and today they founds out he's got lung cancer. He's coming back to Alabama to live with his first foster mom since he knows her and she can spend more time loving on him than the people in Georgia. We's sad to hear this, but at least he's gonna have somebody to love and somebody who loves him. Think good thoughts for him.