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"We had a wonderful experience with
Carapett Pugs. We
highly recommend
them!"

~ E.G., Edmonton

The History of Carapett Kennels

Snoopy
The story of Carapett Kennels really started with a black female pug my mom had many years ago, named, 'Snoopy'. I loved Snoopy, She was a sweetheart of a pug!

Ebony
Then, I had another black female pug given to me for my birthday by my father, Giovanni (now deceased). He had a love for animals that was so great to see. I wanted to be just like him. My father named the little female pug, 'Ebony'. I had Ebony for about five years, when she became ill. She passed away at a very young age from a genetic fault. The veterinarian tried to save her, to no avail. I was so sad about the loss of Ebony, I decided not to get any more animals for a while.

Misty
I was working at the S.P.CA. in Kamloops, BC. when I came across a female puppy that needed a home. So, I took her in, and we called her, 'Misty'. She was a Lassie-type dog. Misty was very scared, and it took a long time to get her tamed. Over ten years, we did it, but then she got sick, and we had to put her to sleep in November of 1998.

I was on my way to becoming the best breeder I could be. Keeping in mind that what I'd do in the future would mould my heart for PUGS. I felt that to be a breeder I had to do everything for my pugs. I wanted my pugs to be loved, safe, and always first.

With this being her first litter, she was scared, so I stayed with her the entire time.
Sar-a-Sue cleaned her babies and kept them warm. She was a very good mommy to all of those little PUG kids of hers.

One Pup Had Difficulty
All Sar-a-Sue's babies were very healthy and happy, except for one. On the fifth day of these puppies' lives, the little tiny guy (last born) didn't seem to be getting any milk. I called the veterinarian, and he said it would help the little guy if I would bottle-feed him.

The vet took one look at this puppy, and told me he would have to put him down. I started to cry, wondering why he'd have to do this. He told me to look in the little pug's mouth, where I saw the long, trench-like opening in the roof of his mouth. This is called a 'cleft palate', and it is found in any breed of animal.

"Put him to sleep? No way!"
I wanted to know what more I could do for this little one. The vet told me that 99% of breeders just let nature take its course, or put them to sleep.

I was sobbing by this time, and I told him in no uncertain terms, "YOU ARE NOT PUTTING THIS LITTLE BOY TO SLEEP! I will do whatever it takes to help him live a good life, as long as I'm alive."

Seeing my determination, he suggested I try tube-feeding. He informed me that there was a slim chance it would work, but that, in all his years as a vet, he had not seen one 'cleft palate' baby make it.

I was now more determined than ever to make it work, and be a true PUG MOMMY.

I went home to set up a heat system for the little guy. I held him and fed him every two hours - day and night - for the next 15 weeks.

At 14 days old, he got an eye infection so bad that the vet had to lance it and drain it. I was told he might be blind in that eye.

The little pug was getting bigger each day, and I loved having him more and more each day. He was my prince of the pugs, and he knew it. I prayed for him every day, and so did my church parents. I was not going to let anything happen to my baby.

I went in with him when he had his surgery, and I held him as he fell asleep. I was the first one he saw as he awoke after his surgery. I told him I would not leave his side, and he came home with me that day.

I'm an Aromatherapist/L.P.N. in real life, so looking after a baby pug was no different to me. He was breathing life, and he needed me. I would not let him down.

Trooper!
At this time, I still didn't have a name for this baby! So, on our visit to the vet for his post-surgery check-up, I asked the vet what he thought a good name might be. He was amazed at the way my baby had made it. I told him that someone in the office thought that 'Trooper' would be a perfect name for him. The vet said, "Well, he's the runt of the litter, so we could call him 'Lil Man Trooper'."

So, that is what I called him. He was the runt, and he was for sure a TROOPER in life.

I have such a deep love for that little puppy. He was mine for life, and I couldn't sell him after all that he and I had been through.

He is with me every day, and I can't leave him behind. He sleeps with me at night, and he eats at the table.

Wherever I go, Trooper is sure to be there, too.

The Birth of Carapett's Rescue Centre

I loved helping my little pug so much that I decided to 'rescue' any others that needed love. I called other breeders so that if they had any pugs needing extra care and love, they could pass them on to me at the 'rescue centre'.

I told all the people in our club what I do for these babies. In response, I got one baby from Linda Spahr, another breeder from our club in Edmonton, Alberta.

She sent me her little male on the plane on May 24th, at seven days old. He was so tiny and beautiful. I unwrapped his little body from the nice warm bag Linda had carefully placed him in. He let out a yawn, and ate his milk as soon as I fed it to him. He was tube-fed for 16 weeks, every two hours.

Lil Man Trigger
He is a very wonderful PUG, and we call him 'Lil Man Trigger'. His CKC registered name is 'Perlin's Triggered for Greatness'.

He loves to be alive, and he and I thank Linda Spahr for trusting that he could make it. A big thanks to Linda for sending TRIGGER to me for the special help he needed.

Send Us Your Special Babies
We'd like to ask all of the breeders from near and far to send your special babies to Carapett's Rescue Centre so we can care for them.

If you have any questions in regards to our care, or about the rescue centre, please call Giovanna anytime.

Our home office number is: 1-250-448-8025.
Our email address is: info@carapettpugs.com.

We look forward to hearing from you!

Yours truly,
Giovanna and the PUGS