Kiki and I took a walk a little bit ago. I had a long cry session afterwards. It just breaks my heart how afraid she is with everything now.
We walked past two garbage bags sitting on the side of the road. She did not want to walk past them. Kiara was so scared and jerked the lead as we walked. Then people drove by and pulled into a driveway ahead of us. She freaked out as they were getting out of thier car. Just little everyday things she is spooked by. All I want to do is cry and hug her.
We are both still so traumatized by the situation in September. My dad took her and Mufasa for a ride today, and although I knew Kiara was with him, for some reason I still looked for her.
It's been about 3 months now. I would have thought we would be back to "normal" now. I have a feeling it's going to take a long, long, long time for us to heal.
Especially since there are many people who do not understand our heartbreak. So many people think I should just snap my fingers and be over it. She's home now, I should be happy. I am happy she is home, safe, and healthy. But she is not herself. She is not the same dog at all. And it completely breaks my heart. I cried most of the day on Christmas because my uncle said that she is aggressive and should be put away (she was barking at people.) He didn't listen or try to understand what went on and the fact that we are working with her and trying. If I just lock her up everytime someone comes over it isn't going to help her. I just took all four dogs in my room and layed in bed crying while hugging Kiki.
I'll stop flapping my lips. I'm just so upset I needed to vent.
Here are two pictures of my sweet baby girl to make it worth reading..
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