Today I came home from work, and when I opened the door my pug did not run up to meet me. No problem, I headed back to the master bedroom and called for her. Still no pug. Then it hits me, I let her and our lab out at lunch. Shit. I open the back door, call for her but she doesn't come. I start to panic. I ran to look under the bed where she frequently hides, and as I am on my hands and knees I hear her come through the back door. It was 101+ here today. She must of gone to hid under the house because her body wasn't that hot, but she was really dirty and she was panting a ton.
I feel horrible, I'm such a bad mom!! I don't know how I let that happen. She hides under the bed a lot so when I didn't see her when I was locking up the house I assumed she'd slipped in while I was putting Maggie in her kennel. Good news is after a lot of water and some food she is back to her usually lazy pug self.
my poor poor pug!
2 comments:
Oh no! Poor puggy - give her extra love tonight!
Okay this is not funny but slightly hysterical because I can only imagine how angry Ella must have been. I hope you got her a special dinner to make up for it.
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