Uncle Trevor’s New Puglet

A friend of my Dad’s has just bought a new puppy. It’s called a Puglet, and when it’s all growed up like me it will become a Pug. At least that’s what Dad tells me.

All I know is that Puglets like to eat furniture. Apparently it’s just as well Uncle Trevor was planning on buying a new dining suite because his new puppy has turned his dining table into a coffee table in less than a fortnight!

Worst of all, it’s a coffee table with one leg shorter than the others because, for whatever strange reason, the puppy’s rather more partial to one leg than all the rest.

I guess it’s just as well Uncle Trevor loves his new puppy. Then again – what’s not to love about a wee baby Puglet?


I am a large, friendly, affectionate and, even though I say so myself, fabulously handsome 3 year old German Shepherd Dog whose mother, Lexi, is one of the few German Shepherds in the UK to have qualified to become a Therapy Dog (PAT dog).