Submitted by best friend Vanessa

Libby, our new 5 month old pug/chihuahua mix or otherwise called a chug was meant for us to love. One day I volunteered at Pet & Pals, an animal shelter, where I had to do my school project. I went home and asked my mom and dad if I could get a dog. They agreed as long as I took care of it. So a couple of days later we went to pick up my puppy. The one I picked was brown all over and looked more of a chihuahua. We renamed her, Coco. She was sleeping in the back of the kennel and didn’t look to good, but we took her home. But she didn’t want to drink or eat and she looked very sick. We were worried and we took her back the same day and they took her temperature. Her temperature was below the normal for puppies and so the lady decided to take Coco and her brother, who also didn’t look well, to their vet. The vet observed them over the weekend and my dad got a call on Monday that Coco and her brother didn’t make it. I was very sad that my first puppy died. The people at Pet & Pals felt bad that they offered to hold their sister, Libby, for me. I decided to get Libby. She had shorter legs, chubbier body, and had the colors of a German Shephard and her face wasn’t pushed in like a pug. She now sleeps on my old Hello Kitty blanket at the foot of me bed and we even took her to Disneyland for New Years! Libby was meant for us to LOVE!

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