MumsyRat
Well-Known Member
I woke up this morning to discover my poor little rescue dog Maya had died during the night. :cry:
Some of you may know that I adopted her from the Toronto Humane Society early in September. She was a little 1/2 pitbull who had been there for almost a year. When I got her home I discovered she was very sick with various infections and severe mental health issues. We've been back and forth to the vet trying to figure out how to help this poor unhappy dog. Just this Friday I was there and my vet told me that she though Maya may have a brain tumour.
I could never really tell if she was happy here with me or not, I hope so. But in any case I'm glad she died here and not in that horrible shelter, all alone in a cold cement cage.
Go and find my Sophie Maya. She'll watch over you until we meet again.
Some of you may know that I adopted her from the Toronto Humane Society early in September. She was a little 1/2 pitbull who had been there for almost a year. When I got her home I discovered she was very sick with various infections and severe mental health issues. We've been back and forth to the vet trying to figure out how to help this poor unhappy dog. Just this Friday I was there and my vet told me that she though Maya may have a brain tumour.
I could never really tell if she was happy here with me or not, I hope so. But in any case I'm glad she died here and not in that horrible shelter, all alone in a cold cement cage.
Go and find my Sophie Maya. She'll watch over you until we meet again.