I’m really struggling and don’t know where else to ‘talk’.
My mini dachshund was put to sleep in 2017. She was 15. I neglected her dental hygiene, maybe just ignorance. She had most of her teeth removed and didn’t recover well. She did have a wonderful life though and I’m blessed to have had her for that long.
A few months ago I decided that I was finally ready to adopt. I went to a Humane Society in a different county and adopted a dog. They did not tell me that he had already been surrendered three times for biting. He bit me three times. The last punctured my hand between the knuckles. I had no choice but to take him back. The worst experience possible. They insisted that they informed me and were very judgmental and rude.
Anyway, earlier this week I adopted a 7 year old Jack Russell mix from animal control. “Dot” She had been left in a kennel at some random guys house. She was so scared and timid. I was happy to give her a safe and pampered life. Within six hours she was lost. I put her down and dropped the lead and off she went. I chased her in my robe and slippers for about half a mile. She’d stop and look but then run again. It was 1:30am and a guy walking told me he saw her run under an overpass.
She ran around a very large church/school for days. I spent about 12 hours of the next 3 days searching for her. It was so hot and humid. I don’t know how she survived
Yesterday I got a call that she was dead on the side of a parkway after being hit by a car. Its my fault for bringing so much misery in her last four days. I didn’t ‘rescue’ her and give her a better life! I made it so much worse. I just don’t know how to reconcile this.
Thanks for reading my post. I doubt anything will make me feel better about this. I picked her up, put her in a box and took her to an emergency vet to have her cremated. I think I owed her a proper ending.