My son, at the time was 10 and brought me home this puppy, I had told him I wanted only a Chihuahua to breed with my other one but she was mixed Chihuahua and Pekingese. Her name was Bongers. We ended up keeping her because my son said that when he saw her she was left all alone in the corner of the box and the mother wouldn’t let her feed.
She was a loving little thing, then one day I got so horrified when I came home from work and seen her on the floor her body stiff as could be and her one poor up in the air. I realized then she had epilepsy. She was about 1 year old then. She was such an affectionate little dog when you were sick she would come by you and stay and lick you face or hand and just lay beside you. When you would be sad and cry she would do the same thing as if she knew you were sad or in pain. It was just so said to see her go threw those caesuras. She would only come to me when she had them because she knew I would hold her tight so her back wouldn’t bend so and she look at me while her little poor would go up in the air. I took her to the Vet to see what could be done for her and he said that there is medication for her it might lessen the pain some but sooner or later she would die. We had her till her 12th year. She went through a lot with me and was always by my side to make me feel good.

Then one day I came home from work and there she was just sitting in the middle of the living room as if she was trying to tell me Mommy I waited for you to come home to say good-bye. I new the time has come and it wasn’t going to be an easy one. She couldn’t walk at all so I put her in my arms and I told my sons that I wasn’t going to take her to the vet to let her die there she was staying here right by me and so she did. I cried and cried as she lay there stiff with her poor never going down (just as the doctor said she would die). She looked up at me one last time and it looked at though she said “don’t cry Mommy I wont be in anymore pain please don’t cry I love you and she took one last breath and that was it. I said I could never love another dog like her and now I have this big lab mixed Great Dane and still I see my Bongers and think about her all the time. As I am telling you this story about my little girl I am crying. Its 8 years now and I still love her so and miss her. There is so much more to this story but like you I would have to write a book. God Bless you Mark.

Margaret  from PA