I have two pugs, they're both male, and we got both of them from a shelter. One is named Bruce. Bruce is an old guy, one of his eyes is smushed in, the other just kinda pops out. It doesn't actually pop out, though. The other one is named Griffin. Griffin is a cancer survivor. I was so scared when my mom told me Griffin had cancer. I was crying so much. But now Griffin is all better, and there's no cancer in him. He has to be checked for the rest of the year, just to be sure the cancer never comes back.