No Pug Left Behind - Elvis in His Own Words

Hi, I'm Elvis Puggy. After I ate some of that tainted dog food,

I got pretty sick and my back legs stopped working. Mom

bought me one of those fancy carts and, in no time flat, I

was doing wheelies up and down the sidewalk.

My mom was real worried there for a while. I told her
there wasn't a thing to worry about, as long as she kept
those hugs and kisses coming...I'm feeling much better now.

One of mom's friends made this picture of me. Handsome, aren't

I? She dedicated this picture to Dallas-Fort Worth Pug Rescue

because they rescue pugs just like me. They put my picture

on a T shirt and called it No Pug Left Behind. I try not to let the fame go to my head, but I'll
give you an autograph for a scratch behind the ears.

Mom takes me out for strolls to see all my peeps. They
adore me, and who can blame them?

This is my sister, Dandy. She put away her cowboy boots and moved
to California. She's hoping to get discovered by some big
time Howlywood Agent.

As you can see, Dandy's a natural poser. I think
she's got a Howlywood gig in the bag.

I love my sister Dandy, but the lady closest
to my heart will always be my Mama Mindy. Most especially
when she takes me out for a double double with
extra cheese. *gives his Mama big kisses*