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Time for Poetry: Pug Bug

His name is Riley. But I call him Pug. He’s not just any pug. He’s our Pug. He was a puppy when we met him. Four precious weeks. He was the biggest little one of his entire litter. “Wow." We whispered. “He’s a lotta pug." He claimed us when he sat on our laps and… Continue reading Time for Poetry: Pug Bug