I have an ugly dog. Not only is Brutis a pug-chihuahua mix — a hilarious combination in every instance I’ve ever seen — but he has a snaggletooth his upper lip usually catches on, sad bulgy eyes, and a mouth that resembles a very frowny fish. His general appearance is that of a disgruntled old man. And personally, I think he’s the cutest thing I’ve ever seen. In fact, I go out of my way every day to coo at him about how cute he is, much to the exasperation of my dad, who usually pipes up with an (admittedly accurate) high-pitched impression of my dog voice.
But I’m not the only one that thinks he’s cute! Several of my friends are avid members of the Brutis fanclub. They often joke that they’re only friends with me for my dog and honestly, I kind of believe them. There’s something about his unique looks, his squished face, and his strange mix of ugly and utterly adorable that reaches out to people. Brutis is a testament that ugly-cute beats out regular cute any day — in my book, anyway. If people resemble their dogs, I’m perfectly happy representing this horrendously cute oddball.
Image: Simer Haer
