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Woman Definitely Doesn't Have a Case of the Mondays After Adopting a Sweet Pug Named Tuesday
I have always had a soft spot for pups with a squished in face. I had a 1 year old pug at home, with no intention of bringing in another for the simple fact that Gus was such a mama's boy. Little did I know, there was another plan.
I was on Facebook one morning and saw that a friend of mine had posted a picture of a sad, tiny black pug found in a very busy intersection. She had a collar but no identification. They couldn't hold on to her, so they took her to animal services.
I thought about her for two days and finally decided to call the shelter and check on her. To my surprise, she was still there. I posted her picture on multiple "found" sites trying to locate her owner, to no avail.
After a week, I called the shelter again to find that she was, in fact, still there. I couldn't bear the thought of her in a cold cage any longer. I went to the shelter every day to visit her until they were able to release her for adoption. I just knew this dog was meant to be mine.
The day they released her for adoption, I stood outside for two hours waiting for them to open. While signing the paperwork, I was asked what her name was. In all of our meets, I had never thought of what I might name her. I stood there for a minute, and finally I said "Tuesday". That Tuesday morning, I signed on the dotted line and brought her home.
To this day, I am not totally sure what it was that caused me to be so attached to her. I do know that Tuesday has been a joy and a very, very close companion to me and Sir Gus. We have all been together now for almost a year. I am so grateful to have found her on Facebook that morning and for the gut feeling to not give up on my sweet Tuesday.
Story submitted by Tasha Jones from Huntsville, Alabama.
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