A pug of purest gold

A Pug´s your pal for always,
Through cloudy days or fine;
He´ll lie stretched out besides you
And curly tail untwine 
 
Perhaps your world´s gone haywire
And things seem far from fair
To him it matters little
So long as you are there 
 
This chubby bundle´s waiting
In failure or success
And from his warmth of welcome
Great wealth you can possess 
 
He´s one of life´s great treasures
Whose value is untold
For every Pug is minted
From fine and purest gold