My sister lost her beloved dog Pudge today. He was the sweetest and funniest little guy. He was a little too fat to jump on the bed but demanded to be up there anyway. Years ago, he lost his eye but used his remaining eye with good humor and grace. He loved everyone and stole everyone's heart - even those people who thought they didn't like pugs. He was the constant little trouper, to the end.
Pudgie, you will be terribly missed. But if there is an afterlife, I have no doubt that you've already won over everyone there.