Our pug life began in 1964 when we adopted Sugar, a puggle, from the Austin Humane Society. We got her when she was six weeks old and had her for seventeen and a half years. After we lost Mopsi on May 14, 2020 I knew I would adopt again, but wasn’t sure when. This was the first time since since 1981 that we did not have pug snorts nor snores around our house.
The silence became too much, so I started looking at the PRA website. Lola is a puggle and caught my eye because of our experience with Sugar. I had determined because of my age that I didn’t want a puppy who would probably out live me and become a burden on whomever had to settle my estate. I became interested in Ethel because her age was about right for what I wanted. Lola also was in the age range in which I was interested. We’ve had two or three pugs at the same time for years.
I asked Signe for medical information on both girls. I thought there might be some medical issues because of their ages. They each have some, but nothing major. In the trial visit I took both to our vet of 20 years and they confirmed that the medical records were a good representation of the girls’ health.
I guess I knew that I would adopt the two girls even before the trial visit. They both fit in and get along well with each other. Lola has become Lucy because out daughter insisted that if there was an Ethel there had to be a Lucy. We are settling into our routine, although the girls’ schedule differs from what I had gotten used to. I’m retired so I tend to stay up late and sleep late. Lucy starts telling me she wants to go to bed between 9:00 and 10:00pm. Ethel insists that 8:30 to 9:00 am is the perfect time to get up. We’ll work on the proper times, i.e I’ll get up when Ethel says I will.
The house is no longer too quiet.