Pet loss

It's been just over a year since my dog Pippa passed away. She hadn't been able to keep food down for a few weeks and I had a feeling she would die soon. She was the best girl in the world. She had been with me since I was born. Eleven years of pure joy and happiness. Until the end of March rolled around. I was having the best day of school and it was a Monday. I was surprised it had been going so well and I was suspicious something would go wrong later. I walked home from the bus stop to see both of my parents cars in the driveway which was weird because that day my dad had brought Pippa to the vet for a checkup to see what was wrong that day and my mom was supposed to be at work. I walked in to my parents sitting in the living room with Pippa together looking terrified. That's when they told me and my brother the news. We had to put her down. And at the worst time possible. April fools day. We put her down on APRIL FOOLS DAY. She wouldn't eat her favorite foods and she knew. I saw that knowing look in her eyes. I skipped school to go with. I watched them stab her with that needle and sobbed. I was made leave the room. I still have random occuring flashes of grief and break down crying. RIP Pippa fly high.

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Tori Other May 15, 2026 at 12:25 am 0 0