Picking Up the Pug

Our Roly-Poly pug was ready to come to his new home when he was 9 weeks old. He'd been weaned and was eating solid foods well.  In fact, he was eating solid foods VERY well; he was doing better than any of his siblings and was starting to fit his name well with his sweet roly-poly belly. We were able to pick him up the Saturday he turned 9-weeks old.

He was already so well conditioned, and we had no problems with him on the way home! We stopped by Grandma's house to show him off, and let him run around the playroom. We also brought Tucker over so the two dogs could meet on more neutral ground. Roly wound up chasing Tucker with Tucker doing his best to avoid the pup. Roly also dodged around the furniture, so pictures didn't turn out very well.



Even though the composition and focus of this picture were awful, I love seeing how tiny his little legs were and how (comparatively) big his belly was. His little puppy body was just so cute!



HoneyBear held him for a shot, but he started to get tired pretty quickly, so it was time to take our full clan home for a rest.