The picture on my page is one of Hope my very special girl.
Hope came to me in October 2007 as part of very sick litter of 12 week old puppies turned into Rescue by a back yard breeder. The breeder realized that he couldn't sell these sick puppies and turned them in to me along with the Mom and Dad pugs.
The puppies were pink and raw from Demodex. Several had eye ulcers. Hope had a seizure within the first half hour of being with me so it was off to the emergency Vet for the first of many trips. Hope was the sickest of the 5. She had a fever, eye ulcer, lung congestion and the skin issues. She needed to spend the night in emergency. I named her Hope because I felt she would need "Hope and a Prayer" to make it through the first night. The puppies were so sick blood couldn't be drawn because of the fear of spreading infections into the bloodstream. But with lots of care, love, good nutrition and more bathimg than any dog ever should have, the litter flourished.
Hope continued to have problems. An eye ulcer threatened to go through her eye, so a flap needed to be sewn in to repair the eye and preserve some sight. Success! But the prednisone needed for eye healing caused her demodex to rage again. She developed neurological problems from Ivermectin so she had to be put on daily Interceptor. Infections were a way of life for her. The other puppies gradually cleared up and were adopted out, but Hope never developed the immune system she needed to fight off her problems and so she stayed with me.
She was not my favorite puppy initially but I gradually realized that she was meant to be with me forever and our relationship became intense. Time went on and Hope grew hair, but then she went into heat and away the hair went and the demodex was back. Then she developed a false pregnancy, so spaying became necessity. It was the right thing to do and Hope began to grow a beautiful thick coat and enjoyed a period of good health. I was able to adopt her within days of her spay. I was so tickled to get to pay her first Vet bill on my own. It meant she was truly mine andI was hers!
My other dogs loved Hope and she gave them a youthful zeal. She became the "evil minion" to my alpha queen girl and Coco accepted Hope unlike she's ever done with any other female. Hope brought so much laughter and happiness to my husband and I.
But then she developed auto-immune disease and her red cells began attacking her healthy cells. Hope faded and became very sick. But she remained determined to be with me at all times no matter how bad she felt. But the day came when it was obvious she wasn't going to rally. We made our final trip to the Vet. Everyone in the clinic came in and cried with me as Hope's misery ended. She was special to all of them also, just like she touched everyone she met.
Hope only lived 18 short months, an unfair amount of time. I still miss her daily and cry often thinking about her. She has left a gaping hole in my heart. She will never be forgotten by my husband and myself.
My dogs have become complacent and are also obviously missing our girl. Our house is much quieter and less activity without her. So I am beginning to look for a new pug girl puppy to help begin to fill the gaping hole Hope left behind. The new puppy won't be a replacement, because Hope was unique. But we miss her zest for life, her zany antics and her unconditional puppy love.
I think Hope is at the Bridge greeting all newcomers. She is so excited about her new home and wants to share that with everyone else. She tells them not to be sad, this is just a different life. She always managed to get so much living done. I'm sure she's continuing that now. She's missed, but she's not suffering and ill. I'll see her someday and we will always have the love that we shared.
I miss my sweet Hope. 15 months was not enough time together. But I would not of missed having our whirlwind relationship if I had ever been given a choice. She was a special girl. And she's proof that "Hope Springs Eternal".