I request you read this link before reading the remainder of my post.
http://pugjourney.blogspot.com/2008/12/chapter-1.htmlLucy came into our lives after discussing with my oldest daughter that her pup can't be left alone while she was in college studying to be an RN and working so many hours. She agreed, and little Lucy moved in with us 2 years ago.
Lucy immediately attached to me two years ago as a one year old pup. Go figure?? I mean, she was my Puppy.
Didn't matter who took care of the immediate needs, Lucy always settled in with me.
During the middle of 2007, my Company was bought out and I was left holding the bag as an aging hipster. Lucy gave unconditional support and love. This Pup had it all and kept me sane through various struggles. Talk about being followed around!
About a week before Christmas, my 3 year old Lucy started to have seizures, many gran mals in a short period of time. After the 2nd one in the middle of the night, I drove her to an all night Vet because that is what pup people do. She seizured again, and they filled her with valium and we went home.
Little Lucy had another seizure that early morning in front of my kids while we were taking her to our regular Vet. Naturally, I did what I do best, search the web and try to determine how a perfectly healthy Pug pup can go from an active healthy dog to a mess in such a short time.
After 7 grand mal seizures in 12 hours, I felt in my heart this pup was dealt a bad card. They call it PDE, or Pug dog encepahalitis. Only one Vet, Dr. Greer has tried to solve it. You can Google her.
Our Vet used the usual Phenol treatment for seizures to try and regulate them. It worked for a brief period, but this devil inside her was relentless. When she came home, she started seizuring again. After a 30 hour seizure free boost, we brought her home again, and in one hour, started a series a petit mals that led into a coma, and on the Saturday before Xmas, Lucy passed after 5 days of fighting, in her favorite position, on her belly, head between her front paws on a chair in our living room.
We allowed her to remain there for 6 hours as we all cuddled her and started to grieve. Our Lucy had personality. Our young puppy was gone.
My daughter, who posted her grief is really struggling, as I am. I wrapped her up in a blanket and kept her safe, and my baseballer dug a spot for her in the backyard. Lucy hung around in our garage for 2 days before we determined she would be creamated. My teenage daughter, up until Lucy was delivered to her cremation kept going out to sneak peeks at her puppy.
I know grief from losing a parent. I remind myself that overall we are blessed. I just wanted to say that families with dogs have them become a part of their Fams. Lucy was the best pet any family could have.
I grieve not for me. I am sad because she had a blast with us. We had more pleasure making her happy.
Still cryin...........for her