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Well it’s been awhile since I.ve written. Been busy. Grunt-Grunt’s hind legs are getting worse, but she still does her best to maneuver around. I didn’t have to build her wheelchair after all. I found a charity online called High Rollers Club that caters to Pugs who need wheelchairs and can’t afford them. I just have to promise to return the chair when Grunt-Grunt can no longer use it. It recently arrived and we’re getting her used to it now. I’ve spoken to the vet and she said that as long as she stays a happy dog, eating and drinking there’s no reason she can’t live to a ripe old age even being paralyzed. This was a comfort to me, as she is my sanity, my best friend. without her i’d be so vey lonely. My fiancé is battling lung cancer and has a spinal disease that leaves him bedbound much of the time, leaving me alone much of the time, except for my Grunt-Grunt. Aug 26th was the 5yr anniversary of my Bears passing and itnwas awesome, for 3 nights before I would be having a nightmare and suddenly I would turn around to see that great big black ball of fur standing there barking and wagging his tail at me. The sight of him changed my nightmare into a much more pleasant dream. The first night seeing him was so real that I woke up and actually looked for him for a minute, until I woke up completely and realized that it was just him visiting me to say hello and that he loved me still. Then when Jim got his cancer diagnosis he was sleeping on the couch having a nightmare, (you could tell, he was moaning and crying out) I saw our Ladiebug standing next to the couch, her nose almost touching his, and I swear I heard her do her quiet little burff and he seemed to calm down, then she was gone. I truly believe that our pets come back to see us from time to time, especially during times of great duress. Ladiebug and Bear protected us while here, and they continue to do so now. God I miss them.