Hey guys, I'm looking to get a pug puppy. I'm in northern California, but will travel on the weekend.
My story: I had a baby pug. He was born 4/29 and I ended up getting him 5/17. My girlfriend and I had to watch him 24/7 and bottle feed him. We kept him inside, bought a puppy plan for his shots and on Saturday he would have got his third set of shots. Monday (7/10), while I was at work he started acting funny. I ended up having to make an emergency vet visit. They said it just looked like he hurt himself because he yelped when he moved his neck or touched it. The x-rays were fine and they sent him home with some medicine. Tuesday he showed signs of improvement by eating and going to the bathroom and wagging his tail, but was still lethargic. By noon on Wednesday he had labored breathing and was not responsive. Again, I rushed him to the vet. They said he had low blood sugar, a temperature, and despite being unconscious he would still yelp and whimper when someone touched his neck. While the vets began IV treatment and got me a price quote, another vet came in and told us that he was crashing--we rushed into the room and watched the vet and his assistants try to resuscitate him with no success. My girlfriend was bawling her eyes out, and I was just in shock. As reality set in, it had a double impact--my baby pug--this little energetic feisty ball of awesomeness was gone and it killed me to see my girlfriend so hurt. I'd do anything to relieve her pain. She hasn't been herself. I know it is super soon, but I feel like if I can get her another puppy it will help with the healing process. It will give her something to do--and more importantly something to love again. She seems okay with the idea.
We are also fans of rescuing animals. Currently we have a somewhat crippled pug, and a fat blind one that were both rescued from the pound.
The vet said it was likely meningitis, which was something completely out of our control. Or it could have been a genetic defect and he was just a ticking time bomb.
Meanwhile we are getting our little Poop Fairy cremated and plan to do something special in honor of his memory. He was really a blessing, despite his short and unfair life. Below are a few pictures of him.
My story: I had a baby pug. He was born 4/29 and I ended up getting him 5/17. My girlfriend and I had to watch him 24/7 and bottle feed him. We kept him inside, bought a puppy plan for his shots and on Saturday he would have got his third set of shots. Monday (7/10), while I was at work he started acting funny. I ended up having to make an emergency vet visit. They said it just looked like he hurt himself because he yelped when he moved his neck or touched it. The x-rays were fine and they sent him home with some medicine. Tuesday he showed signs of improvement by eating and going to the bathroom and wagging his tail, but was still lethargic. By noon on Wednesday he had labored breathing and was not responsive. Again, I rushed him to the vet. They said he had low blood sugar, a temperature, and despite being unconscious he would still yelp and whimper when someone touched his neck. While the vets began IV treatment and got me a price quote, another vet came in and told us that he was crashing--we rushed into the room and watched the vet and his assistants try to resuscitate him with no success. My girlfriend was bawling her eyes out, and I was just in shock. As reality set in, it had a double impact--my baby pug--this little energetic feisty ball of awesomeness was gone and it killed me to see my girlfriend so hurt. I'd do anything to relieve her pain. She hasn't been herself. I know it is super soon, but I feel like if I can get her another puppy it will help with the healing process. It will give her something to do--and more importantly something to love again. She seems okay with the idea.
We are also fans of rescuing animals. Currently we have a somewhat crippled pug, and a fat blind one that were both rescued from the pound.
The vet said it was likely meningitis, which was something completely out of our control. Or it could have been a genetic defect and he was just a ticking time bomb.
Meanwhile we are getting our little Poop Fairy cremated and plan to do something special in honor of his memory. He was really a blessing, despite his short and unfair life. Below are a few pictures of him.