Give your pooches extra love
My sweet, funny, chaotic baby girl had a huge seizure on the 10th of July and had to be put down. The vet couldn’t control the seizure and she was in it for over an hour and had, had multiple doses of medication. It was the first seizure she had ever had. She was 6. I am utterly broken. She was a birthday gift from my husband for my 40th birthday and I loved her from the first time I saw the tiny ball of floof that was laid sleeping in her bed. She was my Velcro baby. Always wanting to be held. And she loved to just sit looking out of the window, sometimes peacefully, sometimes taking great offence to every man, woman, child or wind that had the nerve to be on her street. I feel empty, lost, alone. My arms feel empty and my heart is broken and I’m angry with the entire world. She was 6. A baby. I truly feel cheated.