Feb 28, 2005 11:19
Ok, so my Dad walks into the computer room after school like a week ago and he goes "You want to see a picture of the Dog we're getting?".
-SMACK- Whaaaaat?
For as long as I've known my family, going back to when my Dad was a kid, has only had one dog at a time so this was a huge surprise.
I put in the pictures and it's this 12-month old chocolate Lab who's absolutely ADORABLE (Yes, I just said that, but if I can put the picture up you'd know what I mean) and we were getting it the next day.
SO
After a while I'm really excited and totally ready for a second dog, I mean I love ame's FIVE dogs so I can handle TWO.
But we get this phone call and it turns out that the puppy had eaten something and had to go to the EMERGENCY VET.
It's been like two weeks and we haven't heard a thing, except that our go between the owners said that she "didn't want to tell us before, but the puppy was unconscious when they brought him to the Hospital".
You know what that means?
That means this puppy died instead of living with our family.
Talk about your bad Karma.