I was just outside working in the garden when I came across a big ball of Pug hair and it reduced me to tears. I often brushed him outside and would put the fur in a muck bucket by the fence, it must have blown away. Heís only been gone for a few weeks now and Iíve been doing pretty well, but this hit me unexpectedly. This is the first time in 14 plus years that Iíve been Pug-less. When I lost Bella he is what kept me going, he brought me through some really tough patches and loved me unconditionally. He was such a good and loving boy, he just wanted to do whatever I was doing and tagged along to dog shows, field trials and whatever else it might be. His motto was ď in a household of Brittanys, be a PugĒ.