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And I will keep dreaming of the day when I can come home to a Sir Pugsly anticipating my arrival, awaiting for my presence by the door.. smelling my scent as I walk to the porch, he will pick my scent up on the final stair, and with the rattling of my keys and the sound of the door slowly unlocking, Pugsly is wagging his tail more and more, with his front paws pushing towards the door in a scratching motion, he is trying to help me open the door faster so that he can greet me with a pounce on my leg and a few laps around me telling me to unwind quickly so that all of my attention may be on him, and so that he can give me a million licks on my cheeks and neck as I pet him and tell him that he is the very best Sir Pugsly, Lord of all blackened pugs. He will follow me up to my bedroom as I sit down to do homework, he is circling around me on my bed, walking on all of the notes I had taken earlier that day, and I am pushing him away.. but he is does not get offended, he does not care what work there is to be done, because I am his world and he is my Pug, Lord of all blackened Pugs, King of all Pugs, Savior of all dogs. He patiently waits for me, beside me.. starring up to me and licking my arm so that I will give him a pet and a kiss as I am working on my homework. As soon as I close my notebook and stand up to set my school things on the dresser, Pugsly stands up, wagging his tail.. I will go to the bathroom and he will still be in the same position, still wagging his tail when I come back.. I wonder if he had taken a tail wagging break and only had started again once I was a step or two away from the door. I cut off the light and get nestled into bed and Sir Pugsly curls beside me, this is what he had been looking forward to all evening. He is all mine.