Change is hard.
Change is especially difficult for a delightful senior pug named Charleston Chew.
This 12-year-old fellow has cataracts, leaving him blind. When his mom moved to a new apartment, Charleston was quite stressed and tended to howl when he couldn’t find his mother. Naturally, his mom didn’t want to irritate her new neighbors, so she posted an explanation of her situation, which one of her neighbors posted on Twitter:
“I’m an old man now, with cataracts, and sometimes I get real scared because I can’t see where I am and can’t find my mom,” says the note.
Well, you asked for it. He smelled a dandelion he couldn’t locate and howls galore ensued… pic.twitter.com/8ACenw95G1
— Sharla (@Charlestons_Mom) May 2, 2018
Naturally, this charming post went viral. Many posted their sympathy with Charleston’s predicament as well as adorable pics of their own senior pups.
The howl heard ‘round the world continues… pic.twitter.com/U6l2MRRuYP
— Sharla (@Charlestons_Mom) May 8, 2018
Since the viral tweet, Charleston and his mom have moved to another apartment with more room and more carpet to absorb the sound.
You can follow Charleston on Twitter to keep tabs on how this very good boy is doing.
UPDATE: Really sad news to share about Charleston…
Thank you to those checking on the chew. He’s still having some struggles but with the help of Met Vet Robinson and a fierce desire for cheese, he’s still bumbling about and getting all the loves. (And of course, he’s still howling. Mostly in the official spot, demanding cheese.) pic.twitter.com/dyImyQrnV8
— Sharla (@Charlestons_Mom) June 8, 2019
And then this update was posted:
Last night we had to say goodbye to the sweetest boy who ever was and ever will be.
For 12 years, 6 months, and 4 days my greatest joy was being his mom.
Please give your furry babies extra loves for us today. Hug them tight and cherish every moment. pic.twitter.com/Oy2LpIXkpd
— Sharla (@Charlestons_Mom) June 28, 2019
Today would’ve been #13 for my little guy. He’s swaddled in my robe, with his party hat, in front of the TV, catching up on the news before his “stories”. I’m not sure what stage of grieving this is, but I can’t seem to stop taking care of him 138 days after he’s been gone. 💔🐾 pic.twitter.com/vIEOZjZQXC
— Sharla (@Charlestons_Mom) November 11, 2019