Hi, Im laura and I thought I would tell you all of my story... (a bit graphic in places so I apologise in advance)
In 2006 I rescued a dog from somebody that was selling him for £50... when I went to pick him up the back garden yard stunk of urine and he was obviously neglected , I couldnt leave him there so I took him home xx
Immediatly , he settled in , he would stand at the bottom of the stairs at night and as soon as I said "bed" he would run up the stairs and lay at the bottom of my bed.. he kept mt feet warm lol x x
I had rabbits and guinea pigs at the time and he would stand outside the run on his hind legs begging to play lol was quite funny.. and everytime corrie and eastenders came on he would howl along to the theme tune..
10 glorious months passed, was like we had had him forever , he put on weight , he got a clean bill of health and I was very proud of my baby... ( His name was Prince btw)..
One morning in Sept 2006 , 25th 2b exact he didnt look himself , he went to sleep in his bed in the kitchen and didnt come up with me which wasnt normal... he was a little sick so I rang the vet, he said to keep an eye on him... he seemed to perk up a little over the course of the evening so I thought he was ok... we were sitting my in-laws elderly dog at the time also and he was fine ...
The next day my ex-partner came down the stairs and had to clean the kitchen floor , was covered in a bloody poo... sorry to be blunt but i didnt see it , tht was how it was described ot me ... immediatly rang the vet again and they said to keep an eye on him , make sure he is hydrated etc and if no improvement by the afternoon to take him in... I even had ot hold the water to his face to drink as he couldnt lean down for it ... poor baby xxx
Came to 4pm and he 'exploded' again , tht was it . I rang the vets , said bring him in immediatly... my ex-partner took him in his dog carrier i carried him to the car like a baby and he looked at me so sad , my heart broke... I said when he went , to my friends , tht I hoped he didnt die ...
At 7:30pm the phone rang... the vet wanted ot speak to my ex-partner but I said tht whatever he had to say he could say to me ...
My darling Prince , he was doing so well , they kept him in isolation as they didnt know if it was Parvovirus... they said he was perking up when the I.V was in and looked more lively ... thought great... then just b4 6pm he had another explosion from his back end... and my poor poor darling Prince bled to death :(:(:(.... I threw down the phone... I ran into the street holding his bed and i ran and ran and ran until I collapsed in a heap.. my friends came after me ...
The next day after I had calmed down just ever so slightly and broke the news to my DS tht Princey baby wasnt coming home I rang the vets again to get a clearer picture of what happened...
He told me the same and tht they didnt know if it was Parvo or if he had eaten a bone from somewhere and it had splintered inside and basically tore him to bits...Now I know it wasnt Parvo as the elderly dog we were sitting didnt get it .. I still to this day have no idea where the bone came from...
That day at 4pm I went to the pet hospital and went to the counter . . .I wanted my Princes collar... I glanced thru reception and saw a whiteboard and it said " Prince , 26/09 D (deceased)... well tht set me off again... I got the collar home and out it with some cuttings of his hair and I still have them today xxx
3 mths later I found my dog tht I still have now ... Harley... a cross ally/doberman and he the biggest bundle of softness going ...
I didnt expect to find another dog so soon but I rescued him too... and hes my baby but I will never ever forget my Prince... he was my first dog and will always be in my heart...
Sorry to have totally opened up about this but it first time I have really wrote it all down, confronted it if you will and it seems ot have helped me , if but a little xxx