This quote never fail to remind me of how things could be so extreme at times – be it good or bad. And today, things have gone from bad to worst. Truly, I am being tried on how I would deal with this blow. Until now, I am still trying to convince myself that I am just dreaming, that history would not repeat itself. If you’re following this blog for quite sometime now, you may already read one of my posts entitled ‘Sudden Twist‘ where I shared a story about how a pet could touch someone’s heart.
After what happened that time, I’ve been hesitant to get another puppy but since my children’s really fond of having a pet in the house, we bought ‘Maxie‘ (our second Chihuahua puppy) last December 10, 2016. She was one half month old then. Everything seems fine, she’s an adorable and energetic puppy and is fun to feed. Even giving her a bath is an easy task not to mention taking her outside for a walk in the morning. Then yesterday, we noticed that she’s not in her usual self, she seems so aloof and doesn’t want to eat. And her stool is watery. I took her to the vet this morning and have been diagnosed with Parvovirus – the same exact illness that struck our first puppy. I am truly broke – emotionally and financially. As of to date, she’d been given an antibiotic through IV and been confined in the clinic. According to the vet, there’s a fifty fifty chance of survival so we’re still hopeful she could make it.
I can’t help but wonder if this is just a coincidence or one of fate’s cruelty. When you are a stay at home mother of four children who relies with just enough remittance abroad from your partner and is always struggling to make both ends meet, it is really tough to deal with this kind of situation. Honestly, I am caught in a dilemma at the last minute of taking our puppy to the vet. I even asked myself if it is worth the risk? I do understand the cost and it would really leave my wallet empty however, I cannot just let the puppy die without giving it a chance. And besides I don’t want to see it die in my arms just like our first puppy, so with closed eyes I did gave it a go. God’s willing, it will survive and worst come to worst, at least I won’t have any regrets.
While writing this post, I just received a call from the veterinary clinic saying that the puppy didn’t make it. I was shocked, it took me a minute or two to respond. Maybe it’s not yet time for us to have a long term pet. Another heart break, I’d let it be for now. This too shall pass. I just pacify myself that even though she’s gone, all the fun memories we had with her would remain immortal.