Pug Has A Name!

November 14, 2010

Pug Has A Name!

Introducing ...

The Great Gatsby!

We had so much fun reading everyone's suggestions. But as soon as we got home we realized that one name was obvious: Gatsby.

It's so good to hear his paws tick, tick, tick on our hardwoods. He takes a running leap and jumps right into your lap, with mucho pug kisses and snorts. He runs around with Lola and has curled up with her on the carpet. He's his own pug, but it's uncanny how much he reminds us of F. Scott.

So it's only fitting that we pay tribute. The Great, Great, Gatsy. From the book:

"He smiled understandingly-much more than understandingly. It was one of those rare smiles with a quality of eternal reassurance in it, that you may come across four or five times in life. It faced--or seemed to face--the whole external world for an instant, and then concentrated on you with an irresistible prejudice in your favor. It understood you just as far as you wanted to be understood, believed in you as you would like to believe in yourself."
- F. Scott Fitzgerald, The Great Gatsby, Ch. 3

As I write this, Lolita and Gatsby are sitting regally on the couch, one on each end, matching furry bookends. (Remind me again why I got a brown velvet couch? To accentuate the fawn pug hair?)

Here we are on our first walk in the neighborhood yesterday. Thanks for all the suggestions. Snorts!