A few days ago.. one of my puppies, the white one, seems weak. He came to me seeking attention, and I could tell something was not right. That day, I gently cared for him, holding him with great care until he fall off to sleep in my arms. Just a few weeks earlier, he had been a lively, playful puppy, full of energy and always playing with the older dogs. It was heartbreaking to see him in such a sad condition...
Today, we returned home late. After a busy day at school, my third son began complaining of an earache. Without stopping at home, we rushed him straight to the hospital for emergency care. Thankfully, the doctor reassured us that there was nothing serious, and we were given antibiotics and other medication. By the time we left the hospital, it was already evening, so we decided to stop for dinner at a restaurant, as my wife was too exhausted to cook and prepare food for us.
When we finally returned home around 7 pm, we were met with a sad sight. The puppy had passed away. His mother was beside him, gently caring and licking him, as if trying to comfort him in his final moments. The scene was very emotional, and I couldn’t help but feel a deep sadness. After finishing my daily house's chores and making sure all the pets were fed, I buried the puppy far from the house. It was a long, exhausting, and sorrowful day.
So that's all for today,.. I hope your day has been better. See you again next post. Goodbye.
