My pup Otis is sick. I’m partially to blame and its my own fault for getting upset, I
adopted a 16 year old dog. Over the past month we have bonded in a way different from any other animal I’ve ever lived with. This guy is the sweetest thing on
earth and absolutely can’t get enough of me. My whole house loves him
and he’s always laying on whoever’s over at the house,he’s one of us. I
got this dog knowing that he was a day away from being put down. My
only motive was give him the best life, regardless if he lived a week
or two years, he deserves it.
Well now I sit here, seeing my best
friend in pain, not really knowing what to do. He seems to have his
good days and bad days, like me. I’m just trying to take it day
by day and not really dwell on saying goodbye. Its a sinking,
helpless feeling having someone amazing come into your life to then have
to say goodbye so soon. I’m sure I’ll save many other animals over the course of my life, but this one really hurts.
I’m thinking about saving a chihuahua puppy that the rescue women brought over today, they are so cute!
