Why I Think My Pug Dog, Ginger, is the Anti-Christ

1)       She has a bizarre lump on her forehead which, if I squint in a dimly lit room without wearing my glasses might look like ‘666’.

2)      She’s as ugly as sin.

3)      Only the personification (dogification?) of Satan himself could smell as bad as Ginger does.

4)      In spite of her obviously sinister ways, she is able to win people’s sympathies and devotion in an almost miraculous, hypnotic way.

5)      She refuses to die.  She’s 14, has arthritis, ate and promptly vomited 34 grease covered rocks after a camp cookout last summer, and keeps going.

6)      She makes bizarre wheezing, hacking and snorting sounds.  While our vet says it’s due the shortened snout typical of pugs, to me it sounds like ‘weeping and gnashing of teeth’.

7)      Anything that eats out of the cat’s litter box, drinks out of the toilet, then licks your face is pure evil.


8)  In the 600's AD, pugs were dogs of Chinese royalty.  The sum of the numerical values in the name 'Ginger' is 60, and there are 6 letters in her name.  600 + 60 + 6 = 666!

9)      It makes just as much sense as any apocalyptic theory offered by Pat Robertson, Tim LaHaye or Hal Lindsey.