The Pug of Purest Gold

A Pug’s your pal for always,
Through cloudy days or fine;
She’ll lie stretched out beside you,
And curly tail untwine.
Perhaps your world’s gone haywire,
And things seem far from fair;
To her it matters little,
So long as you are there.
This chubby bundle’s waiting
In Failure or success,
And from her warmth of welcome,
Great wealth you can possess.
She’s one of life’s great treasures,
Whose value is untold,
For every Pug is minted,
From the fine and purest gold.
-Author unknown

Lovingly dedicated to the memory of my sweet Angel, who would have been 18 years old today, and who passed away far too soon. -- October 17, 1998 - June 15, 2012 --


cathym (over 1 year ago)

Your so lucky you had her for for so long I lost my Olivia Rose at only 4 years old. I cried for days and days. I think God just wanted to be amuzed and enjoy her crazy nature

Patty25 (over 1 year ago)

Yes, I agree. Lucky and blessed. She was the sweetest dog. We were blessed with her presence for 13 years. It took 3 years for me to even think about having another dog in the house, because I was still heartbroken over losing Angel. Then I realized she wouldn't want me to go on grieving her, but to accept another pup to love and cherish like we did Angel. Our prayers were answered this past May, when our little Zoey arrived in our lives.