HowEVER there was a big, big pug there named Harley, and he kept tackling (attacking, it looked to me) other pugs and had to be pulled off them. Then he jumped on ME and put me on my back on the floor, snarling and growling!!! I. Was. Terrified! I spent about 10 minutes under my Mom's chair (and on her lap, and on the lap of the man next to her). Finally Mom said I should really go visit the other pugs - so I did. And man, that guy Harley came out of nowhere and this time some other pugs joined in on the attack! When they pulled him off I ran like crazy, and turned around to see a whole bunch of other pugs chasing me and barking! I ran, and they cut me off - I was horrified! Mom finally caught me and held me for a very long time. She said Harley was grouchy because he has horrible allergies - it was probably nothing personal. Well. It felt personal. Maybe when I'm a grown dog I'll do better, but for now... I'm OK not meeting-up with other pugs!
Saturday, September 12, 2009
I Got Pug-Piled!
This is me... being sad - traumatized, really. My Mom brought me to something called a "Pug Meet-up" today. Do you remember I went a couple of months ago, and a grown girl pug barked until I laid down - over and over? Well when we went today I was BIGGER than her, and she tried to bark "Lay Down!" to me, but I just looked at her and smiled. :)