You don't realize how much you miss something until they're actually gone. Killer Tofu, Killbill, kill, bubbas, the crazy little fox terrier chihuaua pomeranian mix fell to his demise early sunday morning at the young age of 5 years 11 months. He will be greatly missed in my family and nam's. Killer loved going out for walks around the neighborhood and around Miramar Lake. He would wake up my mom in the morning to take him outside. He loved playing catch in the side yard and would spin several times before running for the ball and catching it mid air. When I would study downstairs in the dining room, he was either by my feet, next to the chair on the couch watching me. The past few days have been rough for Nam and I. Nam's never lost anyone to so close to him. I've dealt with death multiple times but when you have a dog so loyal and close to you it sucks. The house is quiet because killer's not around anymore. Jazmine's looking for him and she's fussy when my parents watch TV w/o Killer. Friday I took him to the vet because he wasn't putting any weight on his right hind leg, well more lik 80%. The vet said that after xrays, there was no fracture, perhaps just a sprained leg. Saturday i gave him in anti-inflammatory med by mixing it with water and syringing it to him. Saturday night we come home and he was lying on the couch breathing heavily and then letting a sigh of relief and then breathing heavily and then a sigh of relief for almost two hours straight. I looked up the s/e of rimadyl and see if there was an allergic reaction but there wasn't. On sunday i get the call from my mom that she found killer on the side with frank blood coming out of his mouth and basically bled out. The vet did a necropsy to find out that he did die from bleeding. We'll get the test results from the toxicology reports in two weeks. Here's to you bud. We'll always miss your hyperactiveness and you catching for balls. 
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