A Sad Passing
My dog passed away in the wee hours of this morning.His name was Pepsi because of his black fur i guess. Cause he's actually my brother's girlfriend's doggie. But she didnt take good care of pepsi, so my brother brought pepsi back to our home to care for it.
On wednes day night, pepsi puked once, and didnt eat any dinner. Being a puppy, he was usually very very active and playful, but on that night he seemed very moody... My brother and mum felt something were worried, so they broght him to the vet. The vet examined Pepsi and said he seemed fine, but to be sure, they had to take a blood test.. so they took the blood test, which cost $126.. and he said the results seemed normal. So my brother thought maybe what pepsi had was very mild, or he was just tired from too much playing...
Thursday, Pepsi puked a few more times.. even more lethargic. No appetitte as usual.
Early friday morning around 9a.m my brother brought Pepsi to another vet... when he arrived, the doctor took Pepsi's temperature. He stared at my brother and said "This is the temperature of a dying dog. What took you so long?" Everyone was stunned. The dog was brought into intensive care and stayed in the animal clinic.
My brother visited him the next day. I asked how was progress.. My brother said to me "i went in, he recognised me and wagged his tail fraily. He tried to stand up, but couldn't..." i could see the sadness and dampness in his eyes.
On that very saturday/sunday late night/morning, Pepsi passed away from a Parvovirus attack.
He was only 8 months old.
It was found out later that Pepsi was not vaccinated by the previous owner when he was a newborn, that was why he got hit by the virus so hard.
Though Pepsi has only lived in my home for 2 months.. Everyone in the family were very attached to it.. My mum called up the previous vet and gave him a tongue lashing.
I guess my brother is the most attached to him. Afterall he saw the doggie grow up frm as small as a pencil case to an arm's length. Never have i seen my brother this sad... At the dinner table today, while we were having our dinner, there was a slight rustle coming frm the door, my brother immediately spun around and looked in the direction of the door... hoping that Pepsi came back.. See, whenever we were having our dinner, he would prance around the door (theres a small fence blocking the entrance) hoping to get our attention so we would throw him some food. Alas, it was just s fallen leaf. I could see my brother's disheartened expression as he looked back at me.
while doing some editing, i just realised that this is the 300th post... i remember i wanted to do like a fun post for spartaaa.. but.. sadly, i guess this isnt a time for such a post.
Goodbye my dear cute little Pepsi. Your enthusiasm and curiousity will always be remembered affectionately. i hope you are better up there now
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