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December 21st, 2006

last day of school...
last day of final exams for the semester...
giving and recieving gifts at school...
getting home at 12:40....
all sounds like the best day ever right?
WRONG
when I came home, I whistled for my dog, Mushu.
No response.
I asked my parents where he was.
Their reply?
HOSPITAL
my baby had been diagnosed with diabetes.
the vet said that he would stay for two days there,and that when he got home,we would have to give him insulin shots.
my reply? "Oh,that's okay,as long as he lives."

I went to bed,thinking of nothing but my baby.

The vet called at 10:00 pm.
He's having breathing and heart problems.
"please,do anything you can!"
"of course."

December 22, 2006
I woke up this morning.

My mother was sobbing.

I felt a sharp pain in my heart.





He was gone.

My baby,whom I had raised since he was 2 months old....
was gone from this world....


We went to the vet today.
I got to see him.
He was dead...
His eyes shut forever.
His mouth wide open.
I felt he would wake up again and look at me with those warm eyes as he did every morning.

But he didn't.




We're getting him cremated.
I'm wearing his collar forever.
Never again will I hear the sound of his dogtags coming up the stairs.
Never again will I feel his warm fur,his tongue caressing my hands.
Never.

I didn't see it possible, but God has seperated a mother from her child.


R.I.P.
Mushu Treto
September 21st, 1999-December 21st,2006
7 years,3 months old