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A personal blog about my own animals

I died today...
Snuffel & Snoepie   

The loss of an animal can be one of the worst experiences during your lifetime. I have lost two of my dogs and a piece of my heart died with each one of them on that day.

My first dog with me in the photo, Snoepie, came into my life at the tender age of ten. He was a gift from my uncle. He was a Doberman pinscher that passed away from a heart attack at the age of sixteen.

My second dog, Snuffel, I adopted from the Grassy Park SPCA, now Cape of Good Hope SPCA. She was only eight weeks old when I adopted her. She was a crossbreed, but no one could ever tell me what breed she was.

She was the gentlest animal and so grateful that she had a home. She died on 10 January 2011. The worst day of my life as I had to have her euthanized. She was almost thirteen before she died...

I was a stray cat...
My name is Milky, previously known as Mattewis. My owner moved without a care in the world and left me behind in the complex where we stayed, to take care of myself... yes, believe it or not.

I was lucky because there was this lady in the complex that lost her doggy and she started to take pity on me. She started to leave food outside for me so that I could fill my tummy and not worry where I would find my next meal. It took me quite some time to trust her and go inside her home to lay by her during the day.

I was still scared to stay inside during the night, so I would go and wander in the complex. One night a terrible accident happened when another cat bit me and gave me an infection in my back leg.

I struggled to get to my carer. The following day, I could hear her calling me. My carer eventually found me at 4 o'clock in the afternoon and she took me to the veterinarian. I was admitted to hospital and the following morning my leg was swollen twice its size. When I was discharged from the hospital, I had to be kept still so that I could heal.

My carer kept me in her home and eventually, she became my new mommy. I was grateful that I now had a new mommy, although I had to get hurt in order to find my forever home. I have been living with my new mommy since 2015 and am so glad that I was left behind because now I know what real love is...
The Pugs
I am an adopted rescue...
On 11 November 2017, it was six months since Vice, then still named Bryce boarded his flight in JHB. His flight was delayed, and he only arrived at Cape Town International Airport, the evening of 11 May at 18H00.

The first time he was taken out of his crate and I picked him up at the BA pet lounge, mommy was head over heels in love with this beautiful little soul. In the beginning, we had some wee-wee and poo problems, but that was all because he had to get used to his new environment and home, but he quickly learned the ropes following his brother, Vrommel.

The first few nights he slept most of the night in mommy’s arms but these days he likes to be independent and would sometimes sleep in their custom build bone bed or tight against Vrommel. His favourite toys are his plastic yellow duck, his bone that he chews and sucks, which he stole from his big brother as it was his favourite toy as well. He also likes to play with his rogz ball.

He loves to kiss, give kisses, pose for photos, walkies, playing and following Vrommel around. When I take the boys for a walk, Vice is always the first one at the door waiting for me to put his harness on. When he wee-wee’s on the artificial grass he kicks his little legs backwards and makes this funny little growling sounds.

He also likes to smell his brother when he wee-wee’s and one of these days Vrommel is going to wee-wee on his head. He settled in well and It feels like Vice has always been part of the family. He enriches our lives daily and I don’t know what I would ever do without him.

He is one bundle of joy and I love him to the moon and back. I am so grateful to Pug Rescue South Africa for entrusting me with this beautiful little soul. Thank you, Christine, for knowing which little pug would fit in with the family. 
I am a pug...
Vrommel - coming soon