I ADOPTED A DOG
The previous owners had tied him to the void deck and left him there for a day with no food and water. God only knows what human beings are capable of.
Within a week, I knew he was not going anywhere.
I fell in love with Cookie.
The first night he was here, he vomited 6 times.
Tia and I freaked out. We guessed maybe he was car sick, or perhaps he over-ate or maybe he was really sick. The next day we brought him to the vet and it seemed that the vomiting was due to stress/ anxiety and not because he was physically unwell. The poor baby had to endure painful injections, taking blood and paw scrapings. I will never forget the sounds he made crying out in pain while the vet scraped his paws to check for parasites.
When he first came to me he was underweight, according to the vet. Only 6.5kg.
I started feeding him dry dog food mixed with wet food (canned chicken dog food), and as an attempt to fatten him up, I mixed in one whole square can of chicken meat mixed with the dry kibbles for every meal.
The rest of the week was horrible.
He had severe separation anxiety and I could not leave his sight, not even for a few minutes. I could not even go and take a shower without him peeing all over my living room floor. I could not go downstairs for 5 minutes to buy food without him peeing all over.
I basically could not leave his sight AT ALL.
I did not have a cage or a pan to confine him so he would end up peeing all over my house. I was tearing my hair out in frustration and having OCD certainly did not help. I was mopping my floor so many times a day that my hands started peeling.
My friends brought me a cage with a pee tray at the bottom and it was GOD-SENT. Thereafter, I would put Cookie in his cage whenever I had to go out, even for 5 minutes. He would pee but the pee would end up on the newspapers in the pee tray, so I no longer had to clean my floor like crazy any longer and I only had to change the newspapers. My house no longer reeked of dog pee. as the smell and stickiness took some effort to get rid of!
|After grooming, he looked like this |
a happy and healthy dog.
After the first few difficult weeks, things got much better.
He understands "gai gai" = going out for a walk, and "mum mum" = food!
I really enjoy walking him too and he gets quite a lot of attention from strangers. Whenever some people stopped to pet him, he would bask in the attention and wag his tail enthusiastically.
I had no experience in caring for a dog. I was so afraid I'd do something wrong and hurt him, or worse end up killing him! The first time I bathed Cookie, I felt like a new mother! But I just had to do it.
And surprisingly, it was rather easy.
Would a boyfriend do that? I dont think so.
Before I had Cookie, I was either home alone all the time, facing four walls and the TV. Or I would go out and come home to an empty house. Life was dull and monotonous.
I had gone through an unpleasant period in my life and had completely lost all faith in love and relationships. I became an empty shell, devoid of heart and soul. I forgot how to laugh and even stopped believing in love.
When Cookie came into my life, I felt my soul coming back to me. Slowly, but surely.
My friends noticed that I became a lot happier and more cheerful person.
I mean it when I say- I did not save Cookie. Cookie saved ME.
I think God sent Cookie to me for a very good reason. He was lost and heartbroken - so was I.
God probably wanted to let us know that there is still love and hope in this world.
I wrote this in my blog to Cookie:
When you first came to me, I promised you I would love you and look after you.
I looked into your eyes and talked to you.
I tell you I love you everyday so you won't ever doubt it or forget.