Did I ever tell you I have the worst luck with dogs? No, well let me explain. The first dog my husband I had was a beautiful loving dog named Sadie.
Unfortunately she developed a really rare disease- Immune-Mediated Hemolytic Anemia- where my dogs immune system mistakenly produces antibodies that attack its own red blood cells. It is unbelievably painful and heartbreaking to watch your dog go through this and know there is nothing you can do. Sadie died at the age of two when I was pregnant with my first son.
My husband and I decided to jump back in and get another dog before the baby came. We went a slightly different route with a blue healer named Nutmeg.
Unfortunately she developed another rare blood disease- Systemic Autoimmune Disease- where the white blood cells attacked her organs, tissue, and cells. She also died at the age of two and while I was pregnant with my second child.
After this, I couldn’t do it. I couldn’t watch another dog suffer and go through the pain of having to say goodbye. After a couple of years without a dog, we decided to try it again. Meet Comet:
This love came into our life on Friday and is 9 weeks old. But he is already really sick. Last night he started vomiting all over the place and refused to eat/drink. To be honest, I stopped counting after the 10th vomit. So I packed the kids up and took the dog to the vet. They gave him a shot, fluids, and some food. When I got home, he was a little interested in water but not food. Starting around 10:00pm, was when everything went south. And I’m talking about projectile diarrhea, vomit, the works. Oh and did I mention my husband is out of town for the week on business.. Yep, it’s just me, a three year old, a fourteen month old, and a very sick dog. I feel like there should be a joke somewhere in there but there’s not.
I took Comet back to the vet today and found out he has two parasites-guardia and coccidia, pink eye, and parvo virus. Which surprise, surprise is really rare to get. So now my dog is at the hospital fighting for his life because there is no antibiotics for this virus. He either has the immune system to survive it or he doesn’t. And I have been scrubbing my house from top to bottom trying to clean up any residue left from last night. Because if he does survive this, I don’t want him to come back in contact with the virus because I didn’t clean something well enough.
I’m exhausted, emotional, and have cried a lot today. What I really needed was a solid run but that just wasn’t in the cards for me. Maybe tomorrow.
Comet didn’t make it. He died this morning from the Parvo Virus. It has been a terrible week! But now we, I, must move on.