want to pay special tribute to my little Pumuckl, a year and a half was my birthday the best birthday I ever had, I was very scared when he came home and took a few days to adapt, but then we knew it was an earthquake a little demoncete doing all of theirs with my boyfriend pranks soon stole my heart and sometimes even to me to rage too.
Two months later we bought a co-pq not accept mates, spent 6 wonderful months together, after 6 months mofly his partner died two days after giving birth 3 precious fruit drink their relationship, after an arduous struggle for survival of babies, we decided quedarnoslos as Pumuckl after the death of mofly became depressed and did not eat very large and was moving or anything, he was hoarse from shouting on the date of death of mofly (wonder I did not know the extent to which they wanted), when he put the babies with (the principii were far as they needed special care and we were afraid that would hurt Pumuckl) saw that it was an exemplary father was coming down in a corner to curl up with her 3 babies and give them parental warmth.
Now after 9 months of that story, Pumuckl is sick, has grown molar teeth which is key to making it in the language and hurting you and stop you from chewing, has thinned a lot of great fear for his life, I will keep fighting to the end and I sincerely hope he recovers pq until yesterday I did not know everything he wanted, yesterday could not stop mourn avoid at any moment every time I looked and thought their eventual fate is all so unfair!
is a very difficult disease to cure what has our little PUMU, need constant pampering, our steadily climbs on top in search of love and is curled up between our legs.
Pumuckl PLEASE BE STRONG AND FIGHT FOR YOUR LIFE, WE NEED YOU!!