Pug. Ugh.

Just a little bit more related to yesterday's post about this being our "winter" here in the desert.  Since I got my pug, Sadie, I've had to relearn a few things.

I thought she would be an OK travel dog.  Nope.  She gets over-excited no matter how many times I take her in the car, and that brings on breathing troubles which brings on anxiety - to me and her.

I thought she'd be a good companion for walking.  Nope.  Anything over 20 minutes brings on breathing troubles.  And once summer hits, forget walking!   I tried a stroller ... and maybe I need to try it out again (as she's gotten older, she might appreciate it more now!?!??)

I thought she'd be good company.  And she is.  As long as we're doing something ""together'".  She tries to be too helpful when I paint, when I work on the computer, when I do chores.  She prefers to bark and whine at me on my days off until she convinces me that it's time for a nap.  She's VERY content to curl up next to me and take a nap!

If you're single, and you're thinking a pug would be cute -- rethink your plans!  While this is an adorable breed for a family .... it's not so good when you're single.  Because I'm gone about 10 hours a day when I work, I feel guilty taking any longer to get home and let her out.  And on weekends, leaving her home even more.  I mean, why have a dog if you're not going to be there for her?

Somehow I'll figure out how to keep taking care of her,
but ... no. more. dogs. ever.
Pugs.  Ugh.