Indiana- A Bad Bad Pug

So my sweet old pug Indy (AKA Mr. Pillows) was given just a few weeks to live at the end of this summer. This was a huge blow.  He has been with us for a long time, and although we know he is old you are never ready.  With this news I was a little overcome with sadness to see my four legged bff have seizures and other issues.  We got him on some medications to help him be comfortable and enjoy his last days with us.
I am happy to say Indy is doing remarkably well.  However, since we received the detrimental news we have let the little senior pug do whatever he wants.  Eating extra food and treats, laying out in the sun all day, rides in the car and so on.  Well he has since turned into a little monster constantly barking and demanding more food and treats.  He barks at the pantry until his every whim is met.  I can not even bring myself to get upset because after all this is the end and he should enjoy every minute.  On that sentiment I have created a little pug monster.  Indy is officially a bad bad pug.  One thing remains of my little monster, he is still very loved.

It's a pug life

Thank you for not smoking

OCD

It's funny to think about pugs having personality disorders.  I mean, they are dogs right?  They eat, sleep, fetch, eat and sleep some more. But Indy the pug has the ability to spot a morsel of food from 50 yards away.  What happens next is puffing, snorting, and growling, which leads to full on barking.  Not regular barking either.  It is a bark that instinctively says "Listen to me, I NEED that piece of food, or else"!  This bad habit has continually gotten worse.  He is the sweetest dog 22 hours of the day, the other 2 seem to sometimes cancel out all his nobleness.