I took home a Neonate foster puppy about 3 weeks ago. His name became Bamboo shortly after, as he looked like a little Panda Bear. Poor bugger had a hard life - mom died giving birth to him, so I was his "mom". Bottle fed him, tube fed him when we was so young and tired that he didn't have coordination, helped him learn how to walk. You name it, I did it.
He died this morning at 3 weeks old. Poor baby had a blood clot after his traumatic birth that we didn't know about. He died in my arms on the way to work. Even though he only lived 3 weeks he was loved by so many people!
You will be missed, little man!