MY TRUDIE

{Today we are celebrating our Aunt Trudie who came to live with us in early 2011 and went to live at the  Rainbow Bridge on 2012.}



Taking a dog right from the cage of a puppy mill comes with its rewards and heartbreaks, and when we first starting getting the pugs we were not so smart on the heartbreak part.

Trudie was six years old when we took her.  She had given her breeder many litter of puppies but because she had lost her last litters she was no longer useful in his horrible world.  To save her life we took her. 

At first I wasn't very happy about it.  We were struggling with learning to live with Stella Rose and Sammy J. and all the issues the puppy mills puppies have. We were without resources at the time, and didn't know where to go for help.  So taking one more upset me.

Until I saw her, hiding behind our bathtub, shivering, scared beyond belief.  I immediately put a towel in the dryer and got it toasty warm, and wrapped her in it, she so appreciated the heat, and calmness, and I felt her start to relax.  That night Trudie fell in love for the first time in her life, and I will always believe until the day she left us, I was her first and last love.

We tried to give her experiences that she had never gotten to have.  Getting her first bed, toys, walk in the grass, walks to the park......

One of my most favorite pictures of her happiness.

This was our gang.  Trudie being older helped calm the pups down.  She was like a mother to them.  She was very patient.

But Trudie was six and in puppy mill years she might as well been 100, and that came with some medical issues.  Trudie had a hard time breathing because of a collapsed trachea.....we tried to watch the amount of activity she got, but as time went on, she would have some fainting spells.

Let me out mom.


We had her checked out by our Vet and he explained what we needed to watch for, and that she could not have surgery because the damage was to severe.  He explained years of her breathing ammonia instead of fresh air did not help.

So on September 26, 2012 we had to let her go.   Afterward, I felt guilty cos I thought I had made the wrong decision, and I couldn't breathe, and wanted to set the clock back, I wanted to change my mind.....I wanted a do over.

Its hurts me to remember Trudie and I know that is unfair to her, because I am absolutely for sure she is waiting right on the front steps of the rainbow bridge for her one and only momma.

So today I celebrate loving you sweet baby and all the lessons you have taught me. 

Your Momma

(Please remember no matter if a dog is white or black or whatever color to give them a chance because in the end you are the one who will receive the biggest gift.)