So at april 16, 2009, PERIWINKLE gave birth to four puppies: TUSELLE, RIBBLES, BAM BAM, and BUTTON. My mother decided to be cruel and locked her in a cage with another random dog (purebreed Shih Tzu too, of course) and we could hear her cries. Then GOWPEE suddenly realized that PERRY was sexy and decided to make babies with her too. As a result, those four were born. The cutest puppies ever? I think so.
They each had their own thing about them. TUSELLE was the seemingly fat one (but she really just had a lot of hair) with soft brown hair and OH SO CUTE features! she just looked soooooooo sweet! BUTTON was the banlag one. Her eyes, which stared off at opposite directions was ADORABLE. BAM BAM was the only purely black and white one. They said that made him really expensive. Psh. As if I was planning on selling him. RIBBLES was the one who kept on hiding and was the one who kept on getting sick when they were puppies.
Tuesday, June 16, everything was at alright. TUSELLE was playing around like she had her own world and. WEDNESDAY, something seemed a bit... off. Thursday, TUSELLE, BAM BAM and BUTTON didn't move that much, and stayed in their cage. That was strange, they were always so energetic. Friday, January, 19, before I went to school I went to visit BAM BAM. He looked really weak, and his breathing was shallow. I thought nothing of it, and went to school. When I returned, my mother greeted me with, "Molly, patay na si Bam Bam."
It was my first time to lose a pet close to me. I lost other pets, but they really weren't that close to me. And at first I thought it was a joke. Bam Bam? Dead? HE'S ONLY TWO MONTHS OLD HOW COULD HE BE DEAD? She wasn't joking. Tuselle and Button were (sorry for not bolding, i'm too lazy) were at the clinic so that we could try to save them. I asked, hopefully, if they would be okay. My mother said, probably not.
So I went up to my room and cried. I YMed some of my friends that weren't in my section and they were really nice. I wondered if my other friends would react the same.
Saturday, January 20, Button died. We got the body but I didn't want to be there when our maid buried her. We also visited Tuselle that afternoon, and she was really in pain. She couldn't look at us, and she kept on whimpering. Periwinkle got sick too, that day, and had to go to the clinic. However, she was old and tougher, so we were sure that she would survive. I remember stroking Tuselle's fur/hair/whatever you call it and I think I said goodbye through that.
Sunday, January 21, Tuselle passed away too. I was there when our maid buried her, but I went away quickly. Periwinkle left the clinic a few days later. As we all knew, she was okay.
Ribbles, the one who was so sickly, survived. We were worried that he was going to die because he just acted so weak! Now he's the only one who survived, and we're happy for that. He sorta looks like his siblings, too.
I told my other friends at school at Monday but all they did was pout, look down, and nod slowly.
Great, thanks. That helped a lot.
Sorry, I just had to write it. I didn't know that I still missed them after all these months. Sorry for the horrible writing, I'm writing it quickly. Ugh, I blame the photo a friend of mine at Facebook posted. It's a picture of her two Shih Tzu puppies. Damn it.
x sophia
p.s. by 'x' i mean kisses
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