Losing a Pet…

Hey everyone,

So, my pets are like my children. Seriously. I feed them, play with them, bathe them, hold them when they are scared, and scold them when they are acting up. So, losing a pet, in my opinion is a horrible experience that I find, most of my friends and family don’t quite understand.

This past Friday morning, I was met with a series of horrible events. On the way out to work every morning I feed my pups and let them out of the cage to play for a bit. That is our routine. I always turn on the light in the garage and I am welcomed by their wagging tells and pitter pattering of their paws on the ground…Their way of saying “Good Morning Mama.” Well, this morning, I turned the light on, and Sweet Pea was doing as expected, but my yorkie Baloo just laid there. First thing that comes to mind is, “oh no he’s sick.” But the closer I get to him the more I see this is no sickness. He is dead. {GRAPHIC} His skin was ripped from his neck to his abdomen. I could see bones and flesh. He wasn’t breathing. He just laid there. And Sweet Pea still acted as if everything was normal. I let out a short holler which turned into a long cry. Sweet Pea started to sense that something wasn’t right. I didn’t know what to do. I called my job to let them know I’d be late, I called my boyfriend. I didn’t know what to do. I separated the dogs…got in to my car and just cried in my driveway for about an hour trying to piece together what could have happened.

Later that evening my boyfriend finally had to see the horrific scene. I told him to look at Sweet Pea to see what he thought because I couldn’t bare to do it. He did, and he saw blood on her mouth. And there was the reality. She had killed Baloo. We didn’t know when and we didn’t know why. Sweet Pea had been around Baloo since she was only weeks old, and at 10 months old, she turned on him. Well what does this mean?? Will she turn on us? We don’t know but she has to go. We buried Baloo, said a little prayer, talked a little, then tried to get some sleep (which didn’t happen)

Now the question is, what do we do with Sweet Pea. Originally I wanted to snap her neck my self….then we took some time to think about it.  She’s been a loving, loyal, playful companion all this time. So, no matter what we do, it has to be done with care because she’s still our baby. Do we give her away, do we take her to the humane society, do we have her euthanized. All have been choices, but we still haven’t chosen one.

The reality is…I’ve lost two pets. And words can’t describe how I feel…even days later. I know most people’s mindset is “they are just dogs, who cares” But they were so much more than that to me. They were members of my little family. They loved me unconditionally.  I had to push pause on myself because I find myself already looking for another pup to fill the void. Too soon.

*sigh* I feel much better now that I’ve talked about it…a release

RIP BALOO