Creations

The Fear of Losing a Pet

After several weeks of hesitation, I finally made the decision to get a puppy. From the moment I brought her into my home, I have never regretted my decision of accepting her into my life. She makes me happy, she is the one I talk to when no one else is around and although she cannot respond to what it is that I am saying, I know that she can feel what I can feel. She is playful, stubborn, and she is just about the cutest little thing I have ever seen in my life. Although we have not been together very long, yesterday I became very worried about her when her health declined. She began to tremble and cry, not being able to properly go to the bathroom as well as vomiting. I feared the worse, that she was not going to get better, and that as small as she was, her body was not going to be able to hold on much longer. All of a sudden I began to reminisce in the short yet great things we had done together, about the great fact that I get to bring her to work with me everyday and how everyone here loves her, how she nibbles on my toes because she is still teething. Thankfully, after a very long night my puppy, Bella, is doing much better. Nevertheless, this goes to show how much someone can grow so close to something or someone in such a short amount of time. I would have never thought I would love something as much as I love my Bella.