Picking Out the Pug

We're getting a new family member! Since Tucker is older now (he'll be 11 this month), he has no interest in letting the boys play with him. He just wants to be king of his domain, with some lap time for petting. Shawn thinks that dogs should run around with him, though, so it doesn't always work out so well. Tyler wants a pet too, so we're getting the boys a new puppy. (Okay, fine. We're getting ME a new pug puppy. It's for the boys, too, but basically those just make really good excuses!)

We traveled to pick out our puppy today. We weren't able to hold them (or smell the sweet puppy breath!), because they want any bonding to occur only with the new puppy's family, not anyone who visits. That was a little disappointing, but we still got to see the sweet babies.

We chose a puppy with the same colorings as Tucker--an apricot fawn color--rather than the lighter fawn that is so common in pugs.


The puppy wasn't thrilled with being held up, but we wanted to try to get a few pictures.

On the way home we talked through what we would name the new puppy. Shawn kept calling the puppy a roly-poly puppy, and HoneyBear though it would be funny to have two pug puppies--one named Tuck and one named Roll. It was several minutes before I realized we already had a Tuck, since I often called Tucker by that as a nickname. Since Shawn's "roly-poly" description seemed to fit the puppy, we decided it would be the perfect name.

Meet sweet 7-week-old Roly-Poly pug, the newest member of our zoo.