May 2-9, 2011... the worst days of my life... I never thought of it to happen. My most treasured pets were gone and worst, I was not able to do anything because of what? Financial crisis. Why do we have to suffer because of this? Why do the people and the things that I love get to suffer more? I just hate it.
May 2, 2011 - Cookie
We had our meeting at school, and I spent most of the day out, and when I arrived home, she was gasping for life, she was breathing hardly and paralyzed. She can't move her body, it was so stiff and she can't even blink her eyes, it was wide open and I can feel her pain while she was trying her best to scream and ask for help. Earlier that time, around 4 am, my mom woke me up because her mouth was bleeding, but then we ignored it assuming maybe its just her tooth or something. We didn't thought that it was serious that lead her to that situation. I was so frustrated that time, and all I could do is to cry. It's really hard seeing her like that because she was like our baby. She used to sleep beside me and even under my shirt when she feels cold. She's so malambing and very cute. I'm going to miss her so much.
May 6, 2011 - Dax aka GD
4 days after Cookie's death, Dax followed. We were really curious about what's happening to them. Dax was bleeding, seriously. And we didn't know what to do. We were asking our mother to take him to the vet but she was hesitant since we were in crisis. Again, i was frustrated and i feel so useless. I was not yet fully recovered with Cookies loss, and then now? Dax. I have seen him slowly becoming weak while the blood continuously coming out of his mouth. The next morning, I was observing him walking around the house, I was sitting on the floor when he fell on my leg because he was too weak. Right then he started to vomit then I took him outside. I was carrying him and he was crying that made my heart crush. My mother decided to take him to the vet, but when they got their, it was too late. Dax left us. It was really devastating. 2 pups in a week? how worst could that be? The snow-like fur Dax. I'm gonna miss him as well.
May 9, 2011 - Cholo, my bestfriend
When Dax left, I was crying so hard on the floor leaning my head on the couch when suddenly Cholo climbed up and leaned his head on my hand. A thought suddenly came in my mind, "Please, not Cholo. What am i gonna do if CHolo's next? I'm gonna die." On Sunday, my Mom called me out from the room, and said that Cholo's acting so weird. It was like he was having an asthma attack. I was worried but not much because he also had that kind of sickness before but he was able to recover. That thing lasted overnight and I looked at his gums, it was pale. By then, I panicked and ask my parents to take him to vet but my dad insisted that we just buy some medicine. We let him drink but he not getting better. I tried to give him some food, but he won't eat it. I gave him water, he ignored it, my dad went outside, but he didn't care where usually he loves going out with us when we buy something outside. I was so worried. I didn't even had enough sleep because I was watching over him, gave him water using a dropper. Around 4-5am, I was sleeping when he suddenly came beside me and he was like shouting in my ears, I woke up and when I looked at him, he was ok. Again I gave him water and let him sleep again. When the sun was up, I was still asleep, when my Mom was screaming outside calling me. I hurriedly came outside and I saw him on the floor vomiting just like Cookie. I cried on the floor asking for my Mom to hurriedly take him to the vet and so something. Cholo was crying for help, I can feel it. Again I was carrying him, he was conscious, but weak. My brother calls him, he could still look at him. I was crying badly because he's my favorite dog. He was so smart that we play fetch when I am bored. When I have to buy something outside, I take with me without tying him up because he's very obedient. He is so malambing too. Baby-like. He's the closest to me since Potpot gave birth to her 6 pups and became too sensitive. We play all the time. When I go to school or somewhere else, I always look forward on going home because I know he will meet me up on the gate and again take away all the stress. When he left I keep asking "why him? why him?". I can't accept it, it was too hard. Right now I could still imagine him sitting under the computer chair, or sleeping on the corner of the bedroom, running around the room playing. He's the one I am going to miss the most. T_T
I WILL MISS YOU.
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