Have you looked into ADOPTING a pug? There are a lot of homeless pugs out there in need of a loving forever home. :( See if there is a pug rescue near you.
I’ve checked, I really have. I actually volunteer for an animal rescue, but all we get in are enormous dogs (labs, pitties, rotties, shepherds, etc). I’m talking to some people from a rescue several hours away who may have one that may fit in well with our family.
I definitely will not buy one from a pet store, as they often support puppy mills or backyard/irresponsible breeders. I can’t justify putting out $1500 on a pup from a registered breeder either. Rescue is definitely what I’m looking for!
Oh, I'm so sorry about your dog. Muy dog passed away last year, and although we got another puppy (that I love to death), I still miss my old partner sometimes. At least, your dog knew he was deeply loved, I'm sure =)
I’m so sorry for your loss :( Losing a beloved pet is so hard.
I did love Ranger, so much. I’m pretty sure he knew it… he was such a mama’s boy <3
We had an 11 year old female black lab named Cairo. She had cancer and we put her down two years ago in January. She looked a lot like yours, grey muzzle and all. Very painful to miss her still. I am sorry for your loss. It takes time to get over it.
Thank you for sharing that with me. Saying goodbye is SO hard… I’m sorry for your loss as well (((hug)))
I’m recovering from major hip surgery - I had my pelvis cut into two, rotated and secured with several screws, and now have a lovely 10 inch scar and a two inch gap where the bone was cut. I had 50 staples removed from my skin since the operation, and that hurt like a bitch. I am in pain constantly and I’m having a heck of a time sleeping. My entire left thigh is uncomfortably numb, and it has pins and needles in some parts. I’ve spent three weeks in bed, with another three weeks to go before I can put any weight at all on my left leg. I can’t walk. I can’t get out of bed by myself. I can’t even go to the washroom on my own.
Tomorrow morning, I have to put down my beloved dog, Ranger. He is 12 years old, so he has reached his life expectancy… but that doesn’t make it any easier. He is curled up next to me in bed, unable to walk or even support himself to stand. Someone has to carry him outside every few hours to pee.
I spoke with my grandmother on the phone today, and she was unsympathetic about my dog. I’ve had him since I was a teenager, of course I’m upset.
I got my period today.
My mother, who is doing most of the care-giving for me, has reached her stress limit. She is cranky with everyone, especially me. I wish I could fix the things that are upsetting her, but I am stuck in bed :(
My ex husband is coming with me tomorrow to put the dog down. I am happy he is coming, he deserves to be there - we did get Ranger together, after all. My husband loves Ranger too, so he will be there as well. As much as my ex and my husband are friendly to one another, there is always an atmosphere of awkwardness when we’re in close quarters. The two of them have to dig Ranger’s grave together as well, and I hate putting either of them together to do something, because I am always trying to spare their feelings.
My daughter is pissed off at me because I told her that her dad didn’t need to spend Christmas Eve with us - we’re not doing anything but baking, eating take-out and opening up a couple of presents. He is coming first thing Christmas morning, and will likely be at our house until late that night… but she didn’t seem to want to hear that I *like* some time away from her dad. He is also one of my mother’s major stress points - he is rude, he swears, he doesn’t listen to the requests of others, etc. Even my son corrects him when he is out of line (at which point he tells him to either “mind his own business” or “I can do what I want, I’m an adult”).
Since I am off work, I have no money… my husband is working his ass off to pay for everything, and I feel super guilty. We have so little income and so many expenses.
I was asked by the friend of a friend to take her pug, which is awesome! He fits in really well in our house, and over the last month that I’ve had him, I’ve fallen completely in love with him. She has just posted on Facebook that she will likely want him back after a year. I’m terrified that I will have to give him up if she changes her mind. I also know that I wouldn’t be able to say no if she did ask for him back, because I can put myself in her shoes.
I know this time of year is supposed to be when we feel especially thankful for the blessings we do have. Normally, I have annoying levels of Christmas spirit… but I just can’t seem to muster any up. I may smile, but I am breaking inside.