She’s HERE!!!!
It was a Saturday. We expected her arrival in the late morning. But my dad and I both woke up early, and in anticipation of her arrival, went out for an early brekkie and went dog basket hunting.
Pugs are a toy breed. The largest toy breed. So we needed a big ass basket. Found one, that could probably house a cat. So we hunted some more.
In the end, we settled for a stop gap measure, and bought a big bright yellow bread tray. Stuffed it with old t-shirts and glazed it with a soft comfie old purple blankie….
At 10.46am, the dog rescuer called to say that they were on their way.
5 mins later, they alighted the car, Buttercup in tow.
My heart leapt a bit, soared a bit, fluttered a bit and cried a bit!
She was a compact bundle of contradiction!
She’s stocky but soft,
She’s fugly but gorgeous,
She’s sweet but determined,
She’s old but so child-like,
She’s lovely but tough,
She’s naughty but disciplined
And most importantly, she’s here! She’s here! She’s HERE!
She shadows each of us in turn. Everywhere we go around the house, we hear the clickety-clack of her nails on the floor. This will go on for all of 3 minutes, after which, Buttercup gets tired, and belly-flops onto the floor.
She snores… hehehe…. And has an underbite that fixes that mug of hers into a perpetual “Hey you!!!! Wanna fight????!?!”
But she’s so sweet. Her eyes are child like and when she starts wagging that tail, it seems like she’s about to shake her butt off!!!!
She’s a nuzzler. She’ll come up to you, and wait patiently by your side, all the while looking at you with those big big eyes of hers till your resolve melts away and you start lavishing her with pets, kisses and massages. Once she accepts you, she’ll hunker down, STUFF her head into your thigh, arm, leg, face (whichever part of your body she can actually reach) and nuzzle her face there….all the while snorting (kinda like a cat’s purr) her happiness.
And her bed, we made one for her at first in a big yellow plastic bread tray, which was replaced by a very respectable ikea dog basket. Did she take to it? Yes. For all of 2 minutes, cause she decided that the 3 seater sofa next to her bed looked better on her.
So she’s made the 3 seater sofa hers.
It was a Saturday. We expected her arrival in the late morning. But my dad and I both woke up early, and in anticipation of her arrival, went out for an early brekkie and went dog basket hunting.
Pugs are a toy breed. The largest toy breed. So we needed a big ass basket. Found one, that could probably house a cat. So we hunted some more.
In the end, we settled for a stop gap measure, and bought a big bright yellow bread tray. Stuffed it with old t-shirts and glazed it with a soft comfie old purple blankie….
At 10.46am, the dog rescuer called to say that they were on their way.
5 mins later, they alighted the car, Buttercup in tow.
My heart leapt a bit, soared a bit, fluttered a bit and cried a bit!
She was a compact bundle of contradiction!
She’s stocky but soft,
She’s fugly but gorgeous,
She’s sweet but determined,
She’s old but so child-like,
She’s lovely but tough,
She’s naughty but disciplined
And most importantly, she’s here! She’s here! She’s HERE!
She shadows each of us in turn. Everywhere we go around the house, we hear the clickety-clack of her nails on the floor. This will go on for all of 3 minutes, after which, Buttercup gets tired, and belly-flops onto the floor.
She snores… hehehe…. And has an underbite that fixes that mug of hers into a perpetual “Hey you!!!! Wanna fight????!?!”
But she’s so sweet. Her eyes are child like and when she starts wagging that tail, it seems like she’s about to shake her butt off!!!!
She’s a nuzzler. She’ll come up to you, and wait patiently by your side, all the while looking at you with those big big eyes of hers till your resolve melts away and you start lavishing her with pets, kisses and massages. Once she accepts you, she’ll hunker down, STUFF her head into your thigh, arm, leg, face (whichever part of your body she can actually reach) and nuzzle her face there….all the while snorting (kinda like a cat’s purr) her happiness.
And her bed, we made one for her at first in a big yellow plastic bread tray, which was replaced by a very respectable ikea dog basket. Did she take to it? Yes. For all of 2 minutes, cause she decided that the 3 seater sofa next to her bed looked better on her.
So she’s made the 3 seater sofa hers.
Which is fine, cause the once rarely used yellow sofa is now a hub of activity. I find myself doing all my reading there, book in one hand, and the other mindlessly petting that little rumbling engine of a pug. My dad and mom have their coffee there and seem to hang out on the yellow sofa a lot more now too!
She’s a little magnet for affection my little Buttercup, and what makes you really, really wanna lavish love and affection on her is that she doesn’t demand it, she just … well…..is.
And ladies and gentlemen, this is Buttercup!
And ladies and gentlemen, this is Buttercup!
To read Buttercup’s (previously called Pinky) story, click on this link = http://malaysiandogsdeservebetter.blogspot.com/2009/04/pinkys-story.html
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4 comments:
OMG.... She is so sayang-able (using book's term =))
My miki snores too!
I am sure buttercup found herself a loving family!
Yay for you and Buttercup.
I see that you were scouting around for pugs and I'm very glad you ended up adopting Buttercup instead of spending thousands on a (most probably) backyard breeder/puppymill/pet shop dog because in that way, the buyer supports puppymills/bybs and the pet shop (which sells the pups gotten from puppymill and bybs).
Check youtube for info on puppymills and bybs (results can be horrific).
I hope I'm making sense. I'm really glad that you got lovely Buttercup.
We should definitely educate the people who are looking for dogs in shops etc.
Butter is so lucky!
Sooooooo cutes. once she has settled and is firm friends with Prince, I will bring my Pocket along to play..
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