
The lady's house that was the foster for pugs had a house full of pugs. She and her mom lived together. There were a lot of pugs and she pointed Emma out. Emma was thin and had thin legs and a dark face. She kept wanting the older lady to pick her up and hold her. She said that Emma liked to lay down on top of you when you would lay down on the bed. And sure enough, when I laid down on the bed to read that nigh she was right on top of me. She ALWAYS did this, and I always took time to talk to her. Then she would eventually move over or I would move her over so that I could read. I would sing to her, too. I would call her different nicknames. E, E Lee, EmmaLee, FattyMac, MacKieMae, Rudy, BooBoo, so many that I can't remember them all. This is one of the first walks that she went on when we got home.
I have a video of her when she came into the house that first day when she met Sugar. Sugar was the only pug we had at the time. We had lost Chichi and Tiny and Baxter in 2007. I watched that video today and it was so sweet. Sugar was truly excited to have another pug in the house. I watched several videos today of Emma back then. She would screech when I would come home from being out and screech when I made their dinner. It was so funny.
She was such a loving little pug and not scared of anything. She loved me and did not like to be away from me. She would follow me everywhere in the house. She lost her hearing a few years ago. And as her health declined, she slept a lot. If I left the room and she was asleep, if she woke up, she would come look for me. I had to help her up even one step. I had to put her on and off the bed each time. I carried her around a good bit. I loved her so much and she loved me. Of course, I love them all but she was so attached to me. Recently, I had been away for about a week helping my parents and when I got back I was in the kitchen cooking. She was on the couch in the living room and could see me from her seat. If I got out of her line of sight, she would bark. She had never done that before. She just wanted to make sure she could see me. It was so sweet to me.
Here is Emma and her cousin Jack back in 2009. I think this was Christmas Day.
This is Alfred and Emma back in 2010
This is Lily and Emma Christmas 2011.
Another picture of Emma and Sugar. These two would ride in the stroller together. Emma would rather walk but would not want to turn around to come home. She would rather keep walking straight ahead.
Emma just sitting outside.

This is a picture I took earlier this year in May of them all on the bed. They loved to all get a nap on the bed. They loved the softie blankets to lay on. Emma always had her pink softie blanket that she came home with from the beginning.

This is the last picture I took of Emma on October 9th of this year. She was sitting under the table in my office on the pug bed. She spent most of her time between that bed and another one when I was in this room working.
On Saturday, October 24, 2015, I was walking to the front gates at Magic Kingdom at Disney World when my phone rang. It was Ed telling me that it was time to take Emma to the vet and send her to the Rainbow Bridge. I knew time was getting close. I had seen it coming for a long time. We had x-rays from the vet that showed things going on internally that would not get better and at her age could not be operated on with a good outcome. Emma had been on medication to help with some discomfort. She was 13 or 14 years old we think. I knew before I left on vacation that this was a possibility but it still is so hard to let go. I had cried so many times weeks before this happened knowing that it was going to happen. So when the call came, I just stood there and cried again and told Ed to kiss her and tell her her mama loves her and she's been a good girl. So tears were off and on at Magic Kingdom all day. So glad I could wear sunglasses. Whenever I see someone with tears at Magic Kingdom I feel so bad for them because you know it's something bad when you are crying there.
I came home and Lily and Molly and Gigi were glad to see me. And Lily misses Emma the most because the two of them stayed with me all the time. Gigi and Molly are daddy's girls and sit with him all the time when he's home. It's very different without my little shadow here following me and always looking for me. She would sleep a lot and when she would wake up she would always look up to see where if I was still here. I miss her so much. All of us who have dogs or cats in our lives are so lucky to take care of them and have them to love and that they love us in their own ways.
Thank you to all my pug and blog friends out there who still stop by and read this old blog...even those who don't leave a comment. Times have changed and interests have changed and pugs stay the same!