- Apr 8, 2020
My mom texted me all day about you and I told her to catch you. She told me the troopers wanted to kill you. So I met you Saturday and I wasn’t a fan. She gave you a bath and you were so weak. I gave you a dewormer and capstar and she got the ticks off you. We set you up in the bathtub. We kept you warm and fed you. I gave you fluids and cleaned up after your accidents. We learned that you were the sweetest thing at 3lbs as an adult. I promised myself to not get attached because you would have stayed home forever. I took you to the vet for a full checkup and you were too skinny to get blood from. Your future looked bright after your appointment. Your blood work was for another day. We went out and came home to you stiff as a board. Did you have a stroke? You had so many seizures. Were you cold? Did your body give up? We rushed to the vet but it was too late. We held you as the medicine went into your veins. We had to let you go. I had visions of you in our future. I imagined you chunky because you deserved it so much. I only known you for 4 days and it was enough to love you so much. I promised myself to not get attached. I miss you already. Fatten up, I’ll see you again. And to the person who abandoned you: I hate you.
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