Previously an Upper East Sider, Paco now resides in Park Slope. This friendly lad is built like linebacker. In other words, he's all pug. At nine-months old Paco had a rough encounter with a poorly trained dog, losing his eye. Fortunately, the handsome guy has adapted well.
As a former trainer once told me, "There are no bad dogs, only poorly trained owners." I'm always surprised when I hear a story like Paco's, as there is little room for dogs with poor citizenship skills in the city.
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Paco's Dad offered up, "We used to live on the Upper East Side. There are so many old ladies up there. One day this woman leaned down to pet him- well she couldn't really bend down all the way. She had this big muffin- and Paco jumped up and grabbed it. It exploded in all these pieces, all over the ground. He had a hay day! This isn't Paco's first Media feature. He was in the (New York) Post a few years ago."
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