I thought yesterday couldnt get any worse, any better, any anything... and then life decided to push me even further.
I got a new puppy about a month and a half ago. A little pit bull for Cujo, Marcus' dog, to have a buddy for life since he got lonely not having Marcus around as much since he went back to work... Marcus got Cujo when he was jobless so for the first few months of Cujos life, all he knew was Marcus was always there. Kylies been my world ever since I got her. I miss her as if she was an actual child, I think about her constantly, all ive done is spoil her with the best for anything a dog needs... I mean I literally treat her as though she was my kid, because well, she is. I fucking love her. And of course only the worst thing in the world could ever happen to her.
She been sick for four days now and we thought she just had worms. We took her in to the vet yesterday and they quickly tested her stool... and of course it came out positive... Kylie got infected with Parvo, the most deadliest disease in the puppy world. The doc came in with her test, like a pregnancy test, and showed us that its a strong positive. My heart stopped. This is what the disease is...
"Parvovirus is a viral disease of dogs. It affects puppies much more frequently than it affects adult dogs. The virus likes to grow in rapidly cells. The intestinal lining had the biggest concentration of rapidly dividing cells in a puppys body. The virus attacks and kills these cells, causing diarrhea (often bloody), depression, and suppression of white blood cells -- which come from another group of rapidly dividing cells. In very young puppies it can infect the heart muscle and lead to "sudden" death."
I was speechless. Without hesitation, Marcus stood up and spoke for me to pretty much do whatever you/we got to do. He was holding her and the vet took her from his arms and immediately started her IVs. I didnt say a word for a long time. Even after we got home. The house felt empty, literally. I held Cujo and just cried. For the first time in a month and a half, I wasnt greeted by my little girl at the door. And this may sound pathetic, but fuck, this girl is my life. My heart just hurts, making the rest of my body just ache. She is my kid. The second I saw her, I had to have her. Her previous owner had his puppies at a show and she was actually stolen and he ended up road chasing these people for her. And even for as long as weve had her, weve had a good hand full of people who have wanted to buy her. I miss her every second shes not at my side, even when she was healthy.
At noon today we take Cujo in for testing and his updated shots. We also get to go and visit Kylie. I cant wait to see her... I know i'm not going to want to leave her side. I hope so badly she beats this. If she doesnt, we have to put her to sleep before the virus kills her off because the virus will dehydrate her to death.
All I know at this point is that I want my little girl home.
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