Update from Dukey
June 1, 2010
My name is Dukey and my foster mommy says I am 11-years-young but I hope she knows I have a birthday coming up on October 1st and I will be 12 then. I was brought to my foster mommy and daddy when my daddy died, he was an old man like me. My daddy and I used to go visit old people like me and him in a nursing home, they always loved to give me hugs and kisses and I would give them lots of hugs and kisses too. One day my Daddy fell and he had to move into the nursing home and I could not go with him but I still got to go and visit him a lot. The last time I saw my daddy I could tell he was really sick so I gave him lots of kisses and snuggled with him. I have pictures of him in my kennel and when I go to bed at night I can look at them and it makes me feel better. My foster mommy brought me to the place where my foster sister goes to school in the Vet Tech program and they gave me lots of shots that really hurt and poked me and pushed on me all over which hurt too but when they were all done they all said they were sorry and then I got lots of hugs and kisses from all of them so it was okay after that. They said I have some bad lumps, arthritis in my hips and knees, icky teeth and cataracts, whatever that means. All I know is my foster mommy and daddy said I am a Hospice pug and they said I get to stay with them forever and that makes me really happy. My foster mommy, daddy, sister, and brothers all help me a lot and they give me medicine that helps me feel better and I am feeling really good. I have two new doggy brothers and a new doggy sister and they are really nice to me. I also have new kitty sisters and I really like them too. My mommy says I like them too much sometimes but they are lots of fun and I have never seen a kitty before. We have done a lot of fun things since I got to my new home. I have met lots of new people that always like to give me lots of hugs and kisses. We went camping and I got to sleep in a big camper, sit at the campfire, and I got to ride in a doggy stroller. I like that because then I don’t get too sore and I still get to go with them when they go for long walks. My foster mommy says we walked over 10 miles all weekend long. We went to the Headwaters of the Mississippi and I had my picture taken on a foot bridge that crosses the Mississippi river. I had so much fun and I can’t wait to go camping again. My foster mommy wanted me to make sure I tell everyone that they should consider fostering a Hospice pug someday. She says it is really an awesome feeling to help us pugs who cannot be adopted because we are always such big sweethearts. I love being called a sweetheart because it means I get lots of hugs and kisses and I love hugs and kisses.
Monday, January 31, 2011: Dukey's foster family helped him cross the rainbow bridge. Dukey had become ill and his prognosis for recovery was not good. Our hearts go out to his foster family!