Post by KM loves MUSIC and PEANUT!!!! on Nov 13, 2010 8:00:53 GMT -5
I don't care what anybody thinks of this but I felt I had to write this and tell people about my pup Piglet
Piglet was the runt of the litter and we kapt her in the house, instead of with the other pups witch were in a warm stall with hay, and we got attached to her, and when people came to look at the pups to buy one, I was always praying no one would take her, and she always hid when people came around and so we ended up keeping her I was so happy, we could, and about 2 weeks after all the other pups were gone, she started getting sick and throwing up, and when we took her to vet they told us that she had parvo, I hate to let people see me cry and wasn't gonna them see me do it either, I held the tears back, and doug at my thumb till it was raw and bleeding, I didn't even know what I was doing, and she lasted about one more day, and then my mom went into town to get some stuff to help her make it threw, they were remadies that worked and were cheper then the vet is, but while my mom was gone I was taking care of her, and she started throwing up real bad, and I had to hold her cuase she couldn't stand up anymore, but she started choking, and I couldn't do anything, I couldn't move I forz, and then she she passed less then 10 seconds later and at that moment I went crazy I was screming her name and telling her to wake up, the axsact word's I used were "Piglet, piglet pleas wake up wake up!" I yelled almost at the top of my lungs again and again, and then I stopped and hugged my knees, trying to calm down, then for some reason I rapped her in a blanket, and hugged her and started rocking back and forth, crying, and then I put ehr down went and got a bowl of hot water with bleach in it and I found a rag and started to clean her, and now I think about do you have any idea how much bleach hurts when it gets into open wounds, it was the first time in my life I ever wanted the pain cause it took away from my heart in pain, and when I was done cleaning her, put the stuff in the sink and made her a bed out of a new clean blacket and just sat in the living room rocking back and forth waiting for my mom get home, and yes I remeber everthing in perfect detile, I felt I needed to write this cause Piglet will be a 1 old Dec 6th. and some times I think its my fault she passed, cause she was choking what would have happened if I tried to save her, its not that hard to save them from choking
and no I will never refer to her as dead, cuase as long as I rember her she is alive to me and this might seem weird to say this but when you love something do they really ever truely die? I don't beleiave so. and I almost balled writeing this.
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this is my sweet sweet Piglet
Piglet was the runt of the litter and we kapt her in the house, instead of with the other pups witch were in a warm stall with hay, and we got attached to her, and when people came to look at the pups to buy one, I was always praying no one would take her, and she always hid when people came around and so we ended up keeping her I was so happy, we could, and about 2 weeks after all the other pups were gone, she started getting sick and throwing up, and when we took her to vet they told us that she had parvo, I hate to let people see me cry and wasn't gonna them see me do it either, I held the tears back, and doug at my thumb till it was raw and bleeding, I didn't even know what I was doing, and she lasted about one more day, and then my mom went into town to get some stuff to help her make it threw, they were remadies that worked and were cheper then the vet is, but while my mom was gone I was taking care of her, and she started throwing up real bad, and I had to hold her cuase she couldn't stand up anymore, but she started choking, and I couldn't do anything, I couldn't move I forz, and then she she passed less then 10 seconds later and at that moment I went crazy I was screming her name and telling her to wake up, the axsact word's I used were "Piglet, piglet pleas wake up wake up!" I yelled almost at the top of my lungs again and again, and then I stopped and hugged my knees, trying to calm down, then for some reason I rapped her in a blanket, and hugged her and started rocking back and forth, crying, and then I put ehr down went and got a bowl of hot water with bleach in it and I found a rag and started to clean her, and now I think about do you have any idea how much bleach hurts when it gets into open wounds, it was the first time in my life I ever wanted the pain cause it took away from my heart in pain, and when I was done cleaning her, put the stuff in the sink and made her a bed out of a new clean blacket and just sat in the living room rocking back and forth waiting for my mom get home, and yes I remeber everthing in perfect detile, I felt I needed to write this cause Piglet will be a 1 old Dec 6th. and some times I think its my fault she passed, cause she was choking what would have happened if I tried to save her, its not that hard to save them from choking
and no I will never refer to her as dead, cuase as long as I rember her she is alive to me and this might seem weird to say this but when you love something do they really ever truely die? I don't beleiave so. and I almost balled writeing this.
this is my sweet sweet Piglet
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