1991 – June 25, 2006
Pudge came to rescue in the last years of her life. She was a spunky old lady that would prefer to lie around in the sunny spots of her foster home, surveying her kingdom. She was deaf and blind, but that didn’t stop her. On more than one occasion, the foster mom would come home to no Pudge. Where’s Pudge? A frantic search would begin, and eventually she would be found, sometimes sleeping so hard that the foster mom thought that she had gone on to Rainbow Bridge. But then she would lift her head and look at you like “What’s all the fuss about?”.
She was 15 years old when she finally passed over the Rainbow Bridge.
She will be greatly missed. You are whole and healthy again, our sweet Pudge.