Time froze; my heart stopped beating, I was going through a rollercoaster of mixed emotions. The thought of losing her is like a heart full of pain. She layed on the table limp as a noodle. Looking into her big brown eyes; inside she was screaming for help. Tears were flowing and everyone in the room lowered their head like a dying flower.

The wind howling and the leaves waving, as we headed out on our roadtrip. I was constantly asking over and over, “where are we going?” She smiled at me and never said anything. She was driving as slow as a turtle. I thought we would never get there. My mind was wondering, thinking it was about a dog. As we finally pulled into a mile long driveway, with a beautiful two story brick house, my jaw dropped. There were two little stubby fat pugs running around. I looked at my mom with confusion, we got out of the car and all I could hear were the whimpering sounds of baby pugs. I couldn’t believe what I was seeing, my dream had came true.

“Go pick the pug that you want!” My mom said.

“Really?” as my voice started to shake.

I was in complete shock, I had dreamed about getting my own dog. I chose the tiny brown one that fell asleep in my arms opposed to the hyper one. She was the apple of my eye. I held her close to me, as she whined for her mom all the way home.

A couple of days passed by, I had no idea on what I wanted to name her. We decided Alli-bug would be the best; however, I gradually started calling her bugga and it just stuck. She was a bundle of joy full of energy, as she pranced around the house. When she barked she thought she was the toughest dog around. She played with all her toys and sometimes she would be a bad girl and chew on shoes.

“Bugga!” as I called out her name.

She didn’t come, and I got worried. I found her sad and hopeless in her cage. I noticed she hadn’t been eating or drinking. She wasn’t her playful self, I started to panic.

I immediately took her into the vet. My tears were flowing like a river, I had no idea what could have been wrong. They did many test and blood work.

As I waited for the results; my body shook like crazy, thinking I could possibly lose her forever. I sat over her crying my eyes out, I didn’t leave her side as if I was stuck to her like glue. I couldn’t believe this was happening, she was the one to put the biggest smile on my face.

The doctor slowly walked in with devastating news. Bugga had to have surgery, she had toy lodged in her stomach. My hands covered my face in sadness.

“This needs to be immediate surgery.” He exclaimed. “If not you could lose her.”  

As she left my arms, they took her back for surgery. She was in surgery for an hour but to me it seemed like days. When she came out a huge amount of weight left my shoulders.

“Everything went well!” he said. “ She is going to have to stay overnight just so we can monitor her.”

The next day I was beyond excited to go pick her up. When I got her I gave her the biggest hug. I was glad to have her back by my side. Everyday she continued  to get better and better. She started to play and be herself again.

It has amazed me how lucky I am to have her in my life. She has made me such a happier person in general. She is my best friend and will always be. Even when she does pass, she will never be forgotten.  I love her more than anything and I am so glad I choose her. “She made a paw print in my heart.”