in need of prayers, please.
My dog really needs some prayers. My 18 year old cockapoo named, Katie. She has been here my entire life. I'm 17 so that's pretty logical.
Story?
Last night I fell asleep on the couch, because I stayed up to watch JB on Jimmy Kimmel. I fell asleep around 2 AM, my mom and sister had been up with me to watch it. They were doing Bible study when I fell asleep so...yah. Anyawy, I woke up around 7 or 8 to my mother crying. I asked her what was wrong and she said that Katie had woken up about 15 minutes before and just started passively bleeding. So my dad and brothers took her to the vet, rushed her actually. My mom had told me to go back to sleep, so I did. I woke up about an hour ago on my parent's bed. Katie's still not home but everyone else is, you have no idea how much this scared me. My dad woke up and I asked him what was going on, if Katie was alright because when I had fallen back asleep earlier, the doctor hadn't told them anything yet other than she was sick. Big help, ikr? My dad looked me straight in the eyes, CRYING. My dad NEVER cries. I couldn't help but start crying as well. He finally told me and it just happens to be that her kidneys are shutting down and liver and heart. She doesn't have a time line but the doctors gave her some medicine and all we have to crutch on is faith. I am so scared right now. I can't tell you how much that dog has been through with me. -And it's even harder on my mom and dad because before they even had me, they had Katie and have always treated her like the non-talking kid of theirs. It's normal for me to talk to Katie or anyone of my dogs(I have four counting Katie) and believe it or not, I feel better. She's just the most loyal dog ever. When anyone wakes up in the morning, even if she's sick, she walks into whereever you are and greets you. Sweetest little thing. This morning was the first time EVER that I've been home and I haven't had her little black nose sniffing at my toes. My dog Cubby, a little boy, is going crazy. He treats Katie like his mother and you can tell he's worried. He's so hyper active and crazy, today he jus awnst to lay down, it's like he has depression.
The only thing that is keeping me from breaking down right now is God. -And I've been listening to Take A Breath and Hold On by the Jonas Brothers alot too. Probably have replayed them millions of times since I woke up.
So please, not me, but my dog, just please, pray. If you don't pray, please just keep her in your thoughts. Prayer works. Trust me I know. I know that if it's in God's will for her to go now, she will, there is nothing I can do about that. -But I have hope.
In Him,
Taylor xoxo
P.S. You girls at CuF are cheering me up so much. Going on today and reading your hysterical comments and posts and commentary made me giggle and kept my mind off of her for awhile. So thank you girls, I love you guys to pieces. :)