Happy 10th, Won Ton!

Our eldest pug, Won Ton, is 10 years old on October 31--happy birthday, Won Ton!

This is the day we first met him, at a pug-rescue event. He was about a year and a half old. (Lovely Daughter #2 couldn't be there, for some reason):

A few weeks later, we were able to adopt him. That first day was so exciting and exhausting! He and I both ended up crashing on the floor (I have a photo somewhere of the day we brought our first baby home from the hospital, and it's almost exactly the same as this):

Lovely Daughter #2 got to meet him a few days later:

 He was so little then! Now he's a lovely, dignified gentleman with an impressive neck ruff:

He has graciously welcomed two younger pugs into his life. Here he is, showing baby Pao the ropes:

Occasionally the way he's made gives him a sad, pensive look:

But really, he's a very happy dude--downright silly, sometimes:

I can't imagine life without a pug, now, all thanks to Won Ton:

Happy birthday #10, little wonky-legged man. We love you!