Life Before Piglet
I've always been a dog lover, ever since I was a little girl. It runs in the blood. Most of my family love dogs and cats. Between us we have 15 dogs. Now, I consider that a lot of dogs. My sister likes dogs, but I never thought she loved dogs. She wasn't mean to our dogs but she wasn't overly attentive to them either. I got Puddles when I was 10. My aunt adopted him when she was going to move to Long Island. Right afterwards, she found out she wasn't going to be moving for two weeks. She couldn’t keep a puppy in an apartment. I slept overnight because I fell for this little puppy. I convinced my dad to let me keep him and my father named him Puddles because that’s what he did make puddles all over the floor. He lived for the next 16 years. I thought I would never get over the loss of him. I thought we were going to lose him a few times through the years. Two Irish Setters attacked him. These stupid people were walking them without leashes. He survived. He wasn’t afraid and he was a fighter. We grew up together, Puddles and I. I always had mutts and I loved them. He had several tumors over the years and in the end throat cancer did him in. He had a good long life he was happy and very loyal to me. Ask my brothers. If they raised their hands to me he went after them. J I knew it was time that last day. I saw he was in pain and I couldn’t keep him around for my sake. I had to let my friend and my baby go.
The Night She Came Into My Life
I never had a purebred and I wasn't interested in them. Never knew much about them. That doesn’t mean I had anything against them they just weren’t part of my world. My sister was 12 years younger than I. She wanted a dog of her own. A dog who would love only her and she decided she wanted a pug. She was begging for a pug. My mother and I talked about it. We found out how much they cost, and we didn’t know it. Then my sister convinced my brother and I to go "looking" at a pet store. I knew what “just going to look meant in my family”. That’s what happened when we got Elmo. My parents were away for the weekend. We went to the pet store. They had lots of cute puppies. We wanted to look at a "female" pug puppy. She was so tiny and very cute. I have a weakness for puppies and I have one rule I cannot hold a puppy. Once I hold it I can't resist. Well they put Piglet in my arms and that was it. Between us we had 1,000 dollars and they wanted 1200. They would take $1,100 if cash, we had to scrap it around to get it together. You can't take that much out on an ATM card in one day... We managed to get it together and leave with her. We took this little 8-week old puppy home for my sister. Yeah right. She was so cute and I was sunk. But I pretended it was my sister's puppy. I was already in love. We already had two dogs. Buster, a lab mix, and Elmo, a horse mix hehe, he looks like an Irish wolfhound but they told us he would be 60 lbs and he was a terrier mix he's about 150 lbs. See for yourself. Now when it came to my parents I wasn't worried too much, my mother loved little dogs. My father wasn't so much a dog person but he put up with them, (poor man was the one who got stuck taking them to the vet when it was time for them to go to the rainbow bridge). Well what a shock we were in for. With my father it was love at first sight. My mother freaked out. She was not happy. But she fell for Piglet. I think she just wasn't happy that it was not her idea and that we had three dogs in the house. It is a little bit of a shock to come home and see all your kids sitting in the living room and wondering what the hell they did and see this little bitty puppy. Now, we had this 8-week old puppy no supplies except for a pig's ear, some food and a toy. No cage, no wee wee pads, zippo. We used a bucket used to store clothes for her to sleep in (without the cover on of course) and she cried all night (like a little baby). I put it next to the bed. I don't think I slept all night and stayed home from work the next day! As for this being my sister's dog, it didn't last very long (an hour). She was gone and out with her friends. I wasn't too upset J. How long does a teenager's attention span last? Not very long. I was accused of stealing Piglet's love. I say someone had to care for her. We bonded and it was mutual. I loved that little pug like a child. I bought her a cage (which she didn't like), moved it into my bedroom, bought her toy after toy, a bed after awhile she ate it, so, I bought her another one. I discovered she liked to sleep underneath and hide so I found a bed to suit her personality. A bed, that looked like a sleeping bad. She loved that little bed and when it was too hot she slept on top of it. At night of course she slept in mommy’s bed. She was 2 ½ lbs when we first took her home. She was 5 lbs by her second vet visit. She didn't like shots and getting her nails clipped (what pug does?). She loved to eat (like all pugs, just not dog food).
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