My niece's little yorkiepoo puppy died . Her name was Brownie. During Christmas eve she was acting very lethargic. Hardly walking . I saw her a day before and I had a bad feeling that she was not well. The next day she became ill. my brother and sister and law were able to control her slightly vomiting, with little bit of diarreah. The last time I spoke to my niece , who is 19 years old she said the pup was doing better, kepping pedialite down and eating a tiny bit. 2 days later she closed her eyes for the last time. The pup was about 5 months old.
It was determined that it was not parvo , but she may have caught a mouse that they laid down poision for, or even did get into the poision.
My 17 year old son had slept on the couch with her all night and fell in love with her. When well she had been very playful and full of life. She was a soft light brown in color with a lot of fluffiness. A darling little yorkie face light in color.
I was told of her passing today, and cried. Her boyfriend who gave the pup to my niece cried for two hours straight. I cried in the grocery store, with such a deep sadness in my heart.
It just reminds me how fragile a life can be and suddenly taken away tragicilly.
She was a beautiful little baby.