Hi There!

Photo courtesy of DFW Pug Rescue



Do you know me?  Do I look familiar to you?   I did a photo shoot a couple of months ago because I was in the care of DFW Pug Rescue and they wanted me to look extra, super cute so someone would want to adopt me.  My picture graced the pages of Facebook, Twitter, and even right here on Blogger.  Everyone who saw my picture loved me.  I was a big hit in circles all around the blogsphere.  Who knew?

I've spent the last 5 weeks or so at the Medina Home for Wayward Pugs.  I loved it there!  My foster brother Howie PeePants taught me all his bad habits, not that he has any.  And my foster sister AnnieBelly BossyBritches taught me how to be a diva, which I am slowly becoming.  My other foster brother Java CheesyBritches taught me that it's fun to play but it's even better to nap.  I even worked as a studio assistant in my foster mom Auntie Nancy's studio. 

As you can see, I learned a lot at the Home but Auntie Nancy said that I couldn't stay there forever.  She just knew that someone would see my picture and want to adopt me.  Every night before bedtime she would tell me that someone would adopt me and love me forever.  She said I would have a forever home where I would be pampered and spoiled, where my every whim would be taken care of, and where I would never want to leave.   And it happened!

Two wonderful people drove all the way to the Home in Flower Mound, TX - 15 hours - to meet me on Friday.  They walked in and ran right over to me.  As soon as they talked I noticed that they didn't sound like me.  They didn't have the cute, southern twang to their voices but I won't hold that against them.  They sat down to pet me and we spent the next day and a half getting to know one another.  They even took me to a cool store where I got to pick stuff out.  Do you guys know about this store?  It's called PetSmart and I want to go there every day!

I wasn't sure if the people would want to adopt me because I'm not perfect like a lot of other pugs.  I have some medical issues, some insecurity issues, and some food issues.  Wait - the food issues aren't really issues because I'm a pug!  I love to eat, eat, eat!

But the people decided that they wanted to adopt me, issues and all, so they signed the paperwork, handed over the greenbacks, and whisked me away to the car to begin the journey to my forever home.  How lucky am I?

I can't wait to meet all of you!  I sure hope we can be friends.  My new mom has been telling me all about you guys.  She told me that she's even met some of you in person.  I will be visiting your blogs over the next few days so look for me.  My name is Tiffy, but some people call me Tiffy, Tiffy, Tippy Toes! 

Oh, I forgot to tell you something.  A lot of you know my new parents because you know the pug who used to live with them.  His name was Stubby and he went to the Bridge earlier this year.  Everybody loved Stubby and my new parents still miss him a lot.  So that's why I'm here.  To heal them.  To make them whole again.  You see, even though they rescued me, I really rescued them.