My friend, Barbara (who is our awesome PVPC treasurer) sent me a rescue story of her precious Charley. Sharing our stories helps keep the love going.
When I met my first Pekingese as a child, I knew I would always love them. My mom bought my first one in 1976, over the years we added a few more, thinking they could keep each other company when we were at work. When our Sweet Paws needed a companion in 2005, we decided that it was time to investigate rescue options. I couldn’t believe my luck in finding a Peke. The rescue director told me that while they had several applications, they had been hoping to find someone familiar with Pekes. She told me Charley was special and needed someone familiar with the breed and prepared to work with a severely traumatized dog.
We did a trial weekend and Charley and Paws got along great, so we added Charley to the family.
Charley and Paws quickly bonded, played together and took care of each other. Whenever separated for any length of time, the one at home would quietly wait for the return of the other. They would have a joyful reunion.
In late fall of 2014, Paws began slowing down, having trouble with steps. We used a baby gate to keep her safe from falls. Charley became her little guardian and watched over her. They had over 9 ½ years together and were wonderful company to me. This is the last picture I have of the two of them.
After Paws died, Charley became my shadow, she had to be wherever I was, sitting close when I watched TV. She enjoyed attention more than she had before.
While Charley got lots of attention, she sometimes seemed lonely and depressed. About 6 months after we lost Paws, we added Melrose.
He was our first PVPC rescue. A year later we added Kasey.She continued to do very well with rescues added over the years but made sure she was the center of attention whenever possible. She loved sitting on the sofa with me. Charley spent eleven happy years with us. She was always a good girl and was a very sweet dog. But her final months were difficult. As she approached her 15th birthday, she often woke in the night with screams of terror that were disturbing and sad. She didn’t seem to know us at times.
After describing her symptoms to my vet, his diagnosis was CCD or Canine Cognitive Disorder. The doctor explained that it was somewhat like Alzheimer's and that at times Charley may not remember who we were. She could be experiencing dreams of the attack from years ago. While it was heartbreaking to let her go, I wanted to remember the happy days and hoped she would find peace at last. PRECIOUS CHARLEY.💜
If you want me to post YOUR rescue story, send me a message or email (potomacpekes@gmail.com) and I'll see if it will work.
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