I Didn 't A Dog

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I didn’t think it would happen this soon. He was 7 months old and perfectly fine the day before. When he didn’t come home, I knew. My sweet, innocent puppy, Pip, started throwing up, I didn’t think much about it. I wasn’t a veterinarian and had no idea what was going on. When I left for school that Monday morning, I had no idea that was the last time I would see his smiling face, looking up at me. My dog had started throwing up on Sunday and if it continued, my mom would take him into the vet. When she took him in, the said his liver was failing and had to take him to the animal hospital. My mom was willing to try whatever she could. My parents stayed up late that night, unaware that I was listening from my room. There was no way I…show more content…
Even my dad was crying and he hated that dog. We went out to the yard where my dad had dug a hole. I was crying too hard to speak, Pip was the first pet I had lost that required a proper burial. My mom drove me to school that day. As I stood on the cold lawn in front of my school, my friend came up to me and hugged me, I could tell she had been crying too. My stick was closer to me than my sisters. We knew everything about each other and could make a joke of anything, well almost everything. The embrace lasted forever and I didn’t want it to end, but when it did, we were both sobbing. I miraculously made it through the day without breaking down. I didn’t tell anyone, for rear of breaking down. To this day I can’t talk about him without at least shedding a tear. I get home and cry my heart out, but I couldn’t cry forever. I had to go to youth group. My church has a youth group that takes place once a week with teenagers between the ages of 12 and 17. That night we went to pick pears at the pear orchard my church owns and runs. To say I was a mess would be the understatement of the century. I tried to be strong but I’m sure everyone could tell. My stick was there, and when anyone would ask what was wrong she would explain. I knew she must be hurting, but she understood. I got many looks of pity and a few hugs from close friends, but nothing could fill the void Pip had left. In some ways, I was grateful no one said
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