I thought it was only right to bid farewell to Bubbles. I know it might sound totally crazy because to many he's just a dog, but to me, he was a whole lot more. He was the one thing which made me happy to get up every morning. For 2 weeks before my US trip, we went down every day to see him. I'd look forward to the time Jason got off work to go see the puppy. I had a reason to be happy. In the States, I talked to Jason about him all the time. When we were leaving Las Vegas to come back to Singapore, I was honestly sad to be coming back to my life here, but knowing he was waiting for me made it a lot easier. As long as I had Bubs, everything was going to be ok. 6th of December came and I woke up way too early and I counted down the hours till I could finally take him home. The drive to the kennels must've been one of the most exciting rides in my life. All I could talk about was what I was going to feed him, what clothes I'd buy for him, how we'd go out for walks, how I got a Mickey mouse poncho and how I was going to get him a doggy poncho so we could walk in the rain together and how we'd have doggy dates with Sumo. When I got to hold him after 2 weeks, I was over the moon. He had a little cold so his nose leaked mucus all over me but I didn't care. The whole 1hr car ride back(there was a jam), I held him and we both fell asleep together. The next day I woke up bright and early to feed him and just spend time with him. He'd follow me around the house and fall asleep at my feet or on my lap as we watched Chuck. He'd wake up occasionally to cough or sneeze then fall peacefully back to sleep. A couple of days after, Bubs was more restless than usual. He also started coughing and sneezing a whole lot more and he had also been having diarrhea so I took him to the vet. The vet said he was having a cold and low blood sugar level and we should just make sure he got enough to eat to build his immunity. Jas and I went grocery shopping and made him salmon, broccoli and carrots for dinner. He loved his salmon. He seemed to be getting better and I was so relieved. The next couple of days must've been the best days I've had. Then just yesterday, he started having seizures and he'd foam at the mouth. We rushed him to the vet and he tested positive for Distemper. The vet said it'd have taken at least 2 weeks for the virus to have manifested to the stage he was at. He was sick from the moment we got him and we didn't know. The vet said that if he were to make it through the night, which was highly unlikely, he'd have to live with neurological problems for the rest of his life. Obviously, hearing that kind of news, I broke out in tears begging Jason to let him try to fight the virus but out of the 4 hours we were at the vet, he had 4 seizures. Every time he had a seizure my heart broke and I'd end up crying even harder. He was so tiny and he'd cry when the seizures stopped. When I picked him up, he'd rest his head on my arm and doze off or lay there lethargically watching everyone go by. I literally saw his life being slowly sucked out of him. I kept telling him how much I loved him which I can only hope he understood. By his 4th seizure, we decided we didn't want him to go through any more pain and we put him down. I didn't dare look but everyone said it was real quick. The most painful part hit me when I looked down upon his lifeless body and watching the blood drain from his ears and nose, when I knew he no longer was there. That kind of pain, I wouldn't wish upon even my worst enemy. The kennel owners have offered to give us a new puppy "in exchange" for Bubbles but he's not a toy that can be exchanged! He was my baby bubs.
I miss you baby Bubs.
I'd give anything to have you with me now.
I hope you know I love you cause I really do.
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