my family has..had
one of them, Peggy, was born with some deformities. she is a chihuahua, and her spine is formed in an irregular shape, and her heart is much too large. it's almost as large as head, and that isn't good. but she lived, she was happy, and so were we.
last week her health started deteriorating. her breathing was loud and raspy and forced, but she was otherwise normal.
my dad took her to the vet, where she stayed overnight. she came back on tuesday, and her health had fallen exponentially. you could now hear her breathing from across a room, and she was barely responsive. she just sort of went and laid down at different places, didn't really want to eat or do anything. and that's how the past two days went for her.
and then today, when i came back from school, i found her bedridden, not responsive to anything. her eyes were glossed over, and she wasn't moving at all. all she did was breathe, a terrible, forced breath.
so she was taken to the vet again. her heart had grown too much, and there wasn't much space left for her lungs. she really was dying.
she was put to sleep, just a few minutes ago.
i love all my dogs. they are the one part of my life i can consistently count on to not be terrible. no matter what, they are always there, and they can always lighten my mood. there is nothing they can do that would really bother me. again, i love them all.
i can hardly deal with this right now. this was supposed to be a good day. it was the day i got out of school for fall vacation. i've been looking forward to tomorrow specifically for almost six months. and now one of my dogs is dead. and she was young. she wasn't even four years old.
the only reason i'm on the computer right now is because i don't want to think about it at all.and i justreallyi hate my life right now
[Rest in Peace, Peggy (2008-2012)]