My Second Dog Was Supposed To Be a Godsend. Then She (And Covid) Arrived.

Deja and Me, 2020.

No one was more surprised than I was that I got a second pug within a few months after my first one died in October 2019. DJ lived to be almost 15, he was my shadow, and such a big part of my life that I wrote a book about him. How do you top that?

Deja came along (yes, the pun was deliberate) a few months later for the simple reason that…