Paws N Hooves Cafe

I rescued my fawn pug Rufus from the city dog pound seven years ago, and he’s been my constant companion ever since. Over the years we’ve developed a routine, and Rufus is smart enough to pick up on my words and gestures. He seems to know about an impending trip to the vet well before I tell him to hop in the car. Most of all, he senses that it’s time to go for a walk based on a few subtle clues.

If it’s early evening and I begin lacing up my sneakers, Rufus starts wagging his tale tentatively; he’s still unsure at that point if a walk is really forthcoming. Then, when I start rifling through the cabinets looking for his nylon dog harness, he becomes downright giddy. He’ll bark expectantly when I pick up the final dog supplies required for the walk – his favorite leather leash.