I just learned I lost our puppy today. It hurts so bad. What sucks the most is that I’m 2500 km away from home and can’t do anything… But just cry. Cry a lot.
I wanted to hold her one last time, kiss and pet her but I can’t. All I can do is just think about her, remember all the things I shared with her in her brief life. I’m so sorry I wasn’t there to see you go.
She was taken so quick, I can’t comprehend why.
She’s the youngest of the three and was mauled to death by her older sister and brother. I wanted to be angry with the rest of the gang but I just couldn’t. Those two are still my dogs and I won’t beat them when I come home, well I could give them a few spanking, honestly.
Lesson learned: Don’t leave your pup with the grown ups/ adult dogs at any given time. Please watch over them like you’re watching your own kid.
Here’s a video where a Siberian husky attacks on mini poodle at a dog cafe in Seoul in case you wanna see why a dog can behave that way. They need our supervision, and our family learned it the painful way.
I’m already missing you Julia. I hope to see you in dog heaven together with my pops and Andrei (our first dog).
Love you Julia.