

Then we went to the Wild Pug for an American Animal Rescue Society fundraiser. I HATED IT!! First, they have wood floors – everywhere. I don't like wood floors. They're slippery. I tried to not go inside at all, but my human dragged me in. I stopped in the middle of the doorway and she reached behind me and PUSHED me in!! I DON'T LIKE BEING PUSHED!! Inside it was even worse. It was loud and there were lots of dogs running around. There were lots of pugs. I don't like pugs. I suppose there might be a pug somewhere that I might like, but I haven't met one yet. I didn't think much of the other dogs either. And a woman kept taking my picture with a big flash. I stood by a nice man who pet me a lot. I liked him. He was holding a dachshund. I like dachshunds. Not all dachshunds, but most of them. Then some bigger dogs came in and they had bad manners. A pug jumped on me and a big dog kept trying to sniff me. I growled and he went away. I did get some chicken jerky and that was good. But the pugs kept jumping all over the place and I think even my human was annoyed. And then this one dog kept trying to hump other dogs. If he had tried to hump me I would have given him what for and my human knows it, so we left. When I tried to leave all these people and dogs were in front of the door and I was on the wood floors and it really sucked. I was SOOOOO happy to finally be outside again! It would have been a better day if we had just stayed outside. I give the Wild Pug 0 Paws. Even the chicken jerky wasn't worth it. I'm not going back – ever.