own a pug

Well ever since my parents got divorced, my mom, sister brother and I had to move into an apartment which meant we had to give up our 2 chow chows. Their names were Chow Chow(yeah I know) and Cinder. My father was supposed to pick them up when he moved away but never did. I always felt guilty and so did my mom, because one was put to sleep shortly after for biting someone and the other ran away. They were staying with my Uncle till my dad was to pick them up. Anyways that was like 10+ years ago and we haven’t really had any such pets since then. My sister would sometimes bring in strays, but we couldnt keep them. Then last year my mom came to me and knew that I was going to be alone for a year because I was waiting for surgery before I went to school. I thought she was joking. But one day she was getting serious and I believed her. I started researching dogs and thought that a pug was the best for me. It didn’t need alot of grooming (not the shedding, I mean like cutting its hair all the time), it was friendly to everyone, good with kids, and lovable. Since September 2nd, 2007 I have had Mushu and it has been a blast with him ever since.