They really just don’t prepare you.
You bring home a puppy and he’s just fantastic. He fits your family like a glove and becomes part of you instantly. He lies on top of Isabella and kisses her all over her face and loves on her because she is clearly his favorite. He makes everyone happy. He keeps you company when your husband is out of town and you spoil him and let him sleep at the end of your bed because, well, a couple nights won’t hurt him…
They really just don’t prepare you.
He loves this stupid aflac duck toy and throws it around the room. He loves his pal Gracie and let’s her throw him around the room. He is super stubborn and refuses to do his business when it rains. He will hold it for three days if he has to (we will never be moving to Seattle). He makes a shitty guard dog, as he doesn’t even bark when the doorbell rings. He just recently learned to leap tall couches in a single bound and looks very smug while doing it.
They really just don’t prepare you.
They don’t tell you that your one-year-old puppy could possibly have been born with a bum intestine. They don’t tell you that he has an obstruction in it and it caused him to vomit 27 times and then become listless and lethargic. They don’t tell you that it’s going to cost your Disney vacation plus your new laptop plus some other money you don’t have to go on and open him up and try to fix him. They don’t tell you that the money will seem completely insignificant because all you can think about it the possibility of getting your puppy well. They don’t tell you that he’s going to be in a ton of pain. They don’t tell you that the surgery might not work and that they may have to put him down.
put him down.
my puppy. my Indy.
They really just don’t prepare you for having to explain this all to your children; the very kids who have grown to love their surprise chrismukah gift more than any other gift they have ever received.
He is in surgery right now.
Please, please, please think of him for me, because I have to think of him all the way in Fredericton, NB. and not at home with my family.
thanks.
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