The dog I grew up with passed away earlier this year, which was really tough for me. We got her when I was young and she had been around for most of my life;
she was my fur-mama. After about half of year of grieving, I decided it was time to find a new companion. A colleague of mine happened to be a foster for the Pug Rescue, so she suggested I apply. After being approved, circumstances led me to Chelsea! I’m pretty
sure during the trial week she snuck up on me while I was sleeping, removed my heart and put a big ol’ “CHELSEA” stamp on it. So yeah, I’ve formally adopted the lady right in time to spoil her with presents on Christmas day. Thanks PRA!