It was a painful thing to watch, and after many years of joy and laughter, she died at 15.
Later in life, Buttons developed arthritis in her hips. Without Buttons’ devotion and quick action, my brother would likely have slipped into a coma and died that morning. He was rushed to the hospital just in the nick of time. My mother administered a glucose shot and put sugar in his mouth to bring him back to life. Buttons jumped down from the bed and ran to my brother's bedroom, barking and running back to my mom. She was not allowed on the bed, so it was especially shocking to my mom. My mom was awakened by Buttons jumping up and down on the bed frantically. Buttons woke up and made the rounds without her. One night, my mother was feeling especially tired and slept through the alarm. My mother got up in the middle of the night each night to check on my brother and me. My brother suffered from juvenile diabetes. The thing that sticks out the most in my mind is the night she saved my brother's life. We took to spelling words like B-A-T-H, C-A-R, I-C-E C-R-E-A-M. She got along well with other animals, cats included. She traveled up and down the west coast on family vacations. She was also partial to spaghetti, caramel, peanut butter and ice cream!īuttons was a friendly little thing. She liked rides on the bicycle and in the car. She enjoyed the attention and wagged her Pekingese tail at an amazing rate of speed. We dressed her up in doll clothes and jewelry. She was affectionate and extremely patient with my brother (7 years) and me. She had a hernia, her teeth stuck out from her bottom jaw, her back legs were taller than her front legs which gave her the look of a race car, the hair on the front of her body was straight and it was curly on her back half. My family adopted our Pekepoo Buttons when I was 4 years old. I wanted to share my story with you since so little is known about this mixed breed.
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