I lost my 2 yr old yorkie in a traumatic way Charlie just turned 2 October 23. We lost our puppy tragically yesterday November 3. My heart is broken and I ache for my baby. Everyone who met Charlie fell in love with him. He was such a sweet boy. Every time we came home from somewhere, he would run around with excitement kissing us and jumping back and forth making sure he kissed everyone who walked in the door. Then he would run to his bowl and munch on a couple of kibble, and take a sip of water, He did that everytime. He had a silly,sweet,gentle personality. Every time we took him for a walk, the kids in our neighborhood would say "Hey Charlie". Our two girls 11 and 9 would take him outside and he knew all the kids around here greeting them all with kisses.
Yesterday I reminded my 11 year old to take Charlie out to do potty and just at that time my brother inlaw was dropping off my 1 yr old nephew for me to watch while he and his wife go to night school. Charlie was so excited to see them so he ran back inside to greet them with kisses like always. I knew he couldn't have did potty that fast so I asked my daughter "did you get to take him out?" she said " no, he ran back in here to see Jason. I told her "Well, take Charlie out, he needs to use the bathroom". Not even 5 minutes later mi daughter comes running inside screamin "Mom! Help! Charlie is getting bit by a dog and he's bleeding!" I was in disbelief! What dog could this be? We pretty much now the neighbors dogs around here and they all pretty much get along. As I ran out, I saw this huge dog with my baby in her mouth. A neighbor that heard my daughter cry for help was already their trying to get that dog to let go of Charlie and he said "cover her nose! Don't let her breathe she's not letting go of him!" after trying myself to pry open the mouth of this dog and feeling so helpless because of her strength, I got a glimpse of my baby's face looking terrified. At that moment I remember screaming "oh my god Charlie!" and I stared punching the dog in the face like a crazy woman trying to get it to let go of my baby. By that time my brother inlaw came out and it took 2 grown men to get that dog to let go. I picked his bloody little body up and ran home, rushed him to the animal hospital where we had taken him for his first puppy shots. They tried all they could to help my baby, he had internal bleeding that at first, thought it might be a ruptured spleen. Gave him some iv fluids, because he was in shock and a blood transfusion before the emergency surgery, but he still was not improving. They let us in during that time because they wanted us to be able to kiss him goodbye. It wasn't looking good. I held his little face, he was in so much pain, I could see in his little eyes. Tears flowing down my face I kissed his little nose and told him how much I loved him. I told him "mommy loves you so much, you're such a good boy Charlie". We waited for the surgery and the doctor came out and said " I am so sorry guys, theirs is just too much damage, his little intestines are severed. There's no way I can fix them, theirs not enough blood."
My kids and husband and I cried outloud together hugging each other. We lost our baby. That's what he was to us. With brokeness in all of our hearts, the owners of that dog only got a citation from animal control. I am sorry but I have to be honest right now, that dog should not be allowed to continue to live after such a violent attack. Is that all that can be done? We lost our beloved charlie a week after his birthday. We are mourning our precious baby and it seems like all they get is a warning? |