My son begged me for 7 years for a dog. When my son was 14 yrs. old I belived him when he said "I'll take care of him". Silly me I believed him. He choose a breed -- A PUG ! We said our prayers and began to search. A friend made a phone call after she was told about pug puppies. She said a prayer...... and our puppy was given to us; while the others in the litter was being sold for $500 Dollars. First miracle. We brought him home and named him Buster. At only 1 pound 4 oz. he stole our hearts.
My mother ,myself and my son loved him dearly. He died yesterday. I discovered him having a seizer. The seizers lasted till we reached the Emergency Veterinary Hohpitial. It was to late. He was critical. We had to let him go. No warning No symtoms Nothing. We said our goodbyes and burried him last night.
There's an emptyness in the house tonight. He will be greatly missed. I was told that it could of been. PDE. ??? that's what I Said. Pug Dog Encephalitis , rapid progress and sudden death. That's what happen to my "Bubby"; other wise known as Buster.
Missing Him at the Popovich House.
Buster Magoo Popovich we love you good-bye