Well this week has been exceptionally hard. On Thursday while hanging out with a few friends my dogs got in to a fight. Chance my boxer wounded Daisy my Chawinner. I thought I had stopped it in time and got daisy bandaged up this is the forth time chance has done something like this. I had to make the devastating decision to give her up as I couldn't go on dealing with her out bursts. I spent that night crying over her and wishing i could change things. Talked to my husband and he agreed that this was the only thing to do. On Friday morning I awoke to daisy breathing strangely and not wanting to move. I examined her and found that she had swollen in the night and brusis had formed around her ribs. I called the local vet and came to the conclusion that she had internal bleeding and probably a punctured lung. I then made a even harder decision to put her down and stop the suffering. My parents and uncle came down from surprise and took me in to animal control where I surrender both my children to them. I can not begin to describe the amount of grief I have. I'm really alone now and slowly slipping in to a dark whole. I hope that starting school will help with this. I have lost so much and just wish I had someone to hold me and make it better. This is one of the moments I really need my husband.
