past two days

[ordinaryboy07]

the day before yesterday I was on my way home, and my mom told me that my dog otie was sick. I didn't really think it was too bad. But then I got home and I saw him there. He was just standing there, he didn't move like at all...I sat down next to him and started holding him and stuff, my mom said that he'd been to the vet like three times that day, my sister was crying and so moody, it was sad. He was throwing up all over the place. I was crying my eyes out, we figured out that he had parbo, or whatever it's this disease that kills dogs, it's really hard to cure. We really didn't think he was going to survive the night. That night like at 2:30 a.m. my mom and dad said that he was crying really loud, and that he was in my room, I didn't hear anything. Anyways they took him out to the garage. The next morning we got up and thought he'd be dead he wasn't we were so glad. Then that afternoon I went home, and my mom, dad, and sister were in edingburg looking for apartments for my sister, next year she's going to utpa. Anywho I gave him fresh water and stuff. It was so depressing he was like a zombie. He was really slow moving, and he didn't have any energy. My family got home, and I played with my other dog lola. We took otie, and lola to the vet and put him to sleep. I was the one holding him while he injected him with the shot...He said it was going to take a minute. It took a little longer. I held him and sat in the back of my dads truck. He started shaking, it was so scary. I want to cry now just remembering it. He was shaking and I could feel his little heart beating. I really loved that dog. And for it to just die like that. How sad, We had him since December. He was seven months old. I was telling him to just die. I was freaking out, so scared. He died, I like moved his head and it just fell back. I was like, "is this the part where the spirit lifts from his body, and he licks my face..." No spirit lifted. I was crying so much. We also gave lola some shots so she wouldn't get heartworms, and other dog stuff. We went back home got some shovels, and took otie and buried him at our apartments. Today we're going to put a cross on his grave. In loving memory, Otie. I feel so bad for the other dog Lola. She's all alone now, she does cry for him.....I just hope she doesn't get sick too. Last night I was listening to sarah and I hear the words, " Heaven bend to take my hand and lead me through the fire." I finally know what the line means. To be saved from hell, that's my opinion. And then I started thinking about if we like killed him only to be sent to hell.... I guess I do believe in a god. That night I prayed and asked "whoever" to send me a dream that night. If it was a good dream then he's in heaven, a nightmare would mean he's in hell. I had a dream. It wasn't a bad dream. So I guess he's okay...I need closure.

This entry is dedicated to my Beloved dog otie.....