My new dog is home tonight. He was delivered to the vet by the shelter this morning. After an exam said he was fit the vet neutered him, and they called when the anesthsia wore off. I picked him up about 5:15 PM.
The floor has papers again, and there’s a little food in the bowl, and water. I stayed in there with him for a while, then did some housework, then gave the doggie a bath. He’ had fleas but the vet gave him some kind of medicine that he said would kill the fleas in two hours. The bath was to get out dander and loose hair.
I think he actually felt good about the bath, because he perked up more. But now he’s sleeping.
I need a new name for my new doggie, so I’ll propose something like I’ve done before. If you out there suggest a name for the dog, and I use it, I’ll send you a couple dozen cookies of your choice. Baking isn’t just in my username, it’s my profession!
Baker,
I wasn’t sure where to post this. I saw where you said you weren’t going to post on the other thread anymore, and I don’t really want to dredge it up again for you. This thread is more about moving forward, so I think this is more appropriate.
I just wanted to thank you for posting both threads and to let you know that you truly helped me in my life by doing so.
Last week, the Mister and I accidentally ran over and killed our 7 month old puppy. He was much beloved, especially by me, and it was an awful, tragic mistake on our parts. The guilt and pain were horrible.
When my beagle of 11 years died a few years back, I didn’t want another dog. Period. It took a couple of years before I was willing to get another dog, and ended up with 3! (two of which were rescues, including my Mulligan baby.)
Yet, I find myself wanting another puppy. At first I didn’t understand it, and was afraid I was just trying to replace Mulligan. But it’s more what you said; in honor of the one I lost.
It hurts like hell when you make a mistake and the consequences are so horrible. My empathy for you helped me to forgive myself. Your willingness to try again made me more understanding of my desire to try again, too.
Thank you for sharing your story. It couldn’t have been easy, but you helped me so very much. More than I can adequately explain.
