My dog, Hermione, a blue merle australian shepherd was hit by a car on May 18th 2006. Once i found it it had happened, i ran down the street to where she was at. Seeing her lying there, suffering, bleeding, its in the back of my head every day. After we rushed her to the vets, i thought she was in good hands, and thought that she would make it. But she had an heart attack from all the shock she was in. She was only 4 years old. She was too young to leave me. We had so much time left to spend... I miss her. It feels like someone stabbed me in my heart.
Then, after i was a little bit happier after Hermione's death, on June 16th 2006, my dog, Hailey, a black chihuahua/pomeranian mix was bitten by a poisonous rattle snake. we rushed her to the vets. They gave her medicine to stop the swelling in her brain, and the swelling caused her to go blind,and she was pacing in circles because she couldn't see. After 3 days, on sunday, june 18th, we had to make the awful descision of putting her to sleep, since there was nothing they could do for her. She was
only 2 years old. And she missed her bday, which was july 4th, when she turned 3.
After loosing two, I felt empty. I still have Hermione's brother, Rocky, and my two other dogs Xena and Toby. And we recently bought a pom puppy, which we named Chloe, whoi acts JUST LIKE Hailey used to. But knowing that she will never be Hailey nor Hermione makes me sad. People say to remember the good memories. But that makes me fall apart. I can hardly sleep because how they suffered in always in the back of my mind.