The sad part about me, according to my dog, would be that every time she came around to playing with me, I would pet her a couple of times and then tell her to run along. I really wasn't interested. She wouldn't understand why, because dogs, have an ego about themselves. They feel loved and cherished and they feel like their the best looking one. I feel like pugs aren't, they look like aliens. I wouldn't want to take care of a dog which was looking like that. I wouldn't understand why I was taking care of it. I feel like if my sister was the one who chose to buy this type of dog, she should be the one taking care of it not me.