RESCUE ME!

…A Couple of Pugs Gave Me a New ”Leash-on-Life!”

By Katy Cable-TWR
a 5 minute read

This week I’m deviating from my normal health tips in order to share how my passion for pugs began, and show you how something I completely resisted became one of my biggest blessings.

Anyone who knows me today is well aware I’m OBSESSED with PUGS! My adorable, fashionably-attired Pug, Olive is under my arm more than my Tory Burch clutch. 99% of my social media posts are dog-related, and I have more 4-legged friends & followers than 2-legged ones. Diamonds might be a girl’s best friend, but PUGS are mine! Gush all you want over Channing Tatum, my celebrity crush is “Doug-the-Pug!” But it wasn’t always this way.

It was thirteen years ago when my life drastically changed. I was completely jolted when I heard the dreaded words shoot out of my husband’s mouth like daggers, “Let’s get her a dog!” He enthusiastically offered, when I asked what we should buy our daughter Karley for her 7th birthday.

I couldn’t believe what I was hearing! The betrayal I felt was gut-wrenching! I figured my obsessively immaculate home, my compulsive Type-A personality, the fact I broke out in hives at the mere sight of a dog combined with my love for all things luxurious, and expensive was a dead give-away. I…