Over the past few weeks, we have been making a lot of trips to the vet for one of my dogs. She’s not sickly, but has a chronic condition that had to be checked out by a specialist and last week she had an emergency situation.
That day, I anxiously paced the waiting room at the emergency vet clinic, trying to entertain my toddler for hours. I was just so worried about my poor little puggy. I had a lot of time to think. To reflect, and to realize in a new way that my older pug will eventually leave this earth.
Luckily she didn’t have a serious problem and she’s not leaving us any time soon. Even so, it’s sad to think that someday my lap will be empty.
Realizing this has made me very very sad. I got her when I was just 19. She was such an obnoxious puppy! So full of mischeif and spunk. I had her for 5 years before I was a human mama, and even when I had my child, she still held her place as my first born.
She prepared me for motherhood in so many ways. She frequently choked on rawhides and I became very good at the finger sweep. Once my baby choked on something, and it was just second nature to sweep it out. She teethed. My baby teethes.
There are so many events that happened with the baby that happened with the pug. It’s remarkable!
We were 5 years into our marriage before we had a child. People often asked us when we would have a baby. Of course we planned to, but people being nosy made me so mad. I would always sarcastically say “We have two!” (referring to our two pugs) and some people actually took me seriously.
But I was serious, even though I was being sarcastic. My pugs are my babies. They are my children and I would do anything for them. It’s hard to see them have health issues.
I am so happy that they are a part of my life. I am so happy I have been a mama for almost 6 years. I am so happy that they get a long so well with my human child.
I hope Bodie gets better soon. I don’t know what I would do without her.