BettaMomma
Fish Aficionado
My sister now has 4 kids ranging in age from less than a year to 10 years old.
They found little Cocoa (a golden chocolate poodle - cute as a button) several years back when she only had two kids. He was neglected, cold and dirty and he followed them home from the park. My sister (who is just like me in the animal sense) took him in, trimmed his hair and gave him a bath. They quickly noticed something was wrong with him. They rushed him to the vet and he had kidney stones and needed immediate surgery. My sister doesn't have much money at all so she scrounged, called around and got money from us family members and never told her hubby about the surgery. Well, little Cocoa came back home to live several more years with them.
Incredibly ironically, my sister had a bad bout with kidney stones herself last week, and wound up in the hospital. While she was away, my mom and grandma went to stay with the kids so her hubby could continue to work during the days and be home when the kids got home from school, etc. etc.. While my sister was in the hospital, I don't know if Cocoa's age got to him, or he missed my sister, or what - but he started pottying all over the house. As soon as my sister got home, my mom and grandma got all over her case and within an hour, they were on their way to the vet to have little Cocoa put to sleep. He's now buried out at her in-law's on the farm under the tree where the kids and he used to love to play.
I'm a little bit upset with my mom and grandma as is my sister. They just got fed up with having to clean up the mess he was making and decided to take the easy route out. Granted, it may have just been time - he might have been getting old and not able to control things anymore, but to give my sister who was just stepping in the door the third degree when she was in that condition and only a few minutes to decide, say goodbye and to take him over there. The kids didn't even get a chance to say goodbye to him.
They found little Cocoa (a golden chocolate poodle - cute as a button) several years back when she only had two kids. He was neglected, cold and dirty and he followed them home from the park. My sister (who is just like me in the animal sense) took him in, trimmed his hair and gave him a bath. They quickly noticed something was wrong with him. They rushed him to the vet and he had kidney stones and needed immediate surgery. My sister doesn't have much money at all so she scrounged, called around and got money from us family members and never told her hubby about the surgery. Well, little Cocoa came back home to live several more years with them.
Incredibly ironically, my sister had a bad bout with kidney stones herself last week, and wound up in the hospital. While she was away, my mom and grandma went to stay with the kids so her hubby could continue to work during the days and be home when the kids got home from school, etc. etc.. While my sister was in the hospital, I don't know if Cocoa's age got to him, or he missed my sister, or what - but he started pottying all over the house. As soon as my sister got home, my mom and grandma got all over her case and within an hour, they were on their way to the vet to have little Cocoa put to sleep. He's now buried out at her in-law's on the farm under the tree where the kids and he used to love to play.
I'm a little bit upset with my mom and grandma as is my sister. They just got fed up with having to clean up the mess he was making and decided to take the easy route out. Granted, it may have just been time - he might have been getting old and not able to control things anymore, but to give my sister who was just stepping in the door the third degree when she was in that condition and only a few minutes to decide, say goodbye and to take him over there. The kids didn't even get a chance to say goodbye to him.