Midnight Lover

Part 3/3
          	
          	So about a years ago I drove to the emergency vet to take my other dog named Bella. Sadly she died in my arms half way. Her death has always been the hardest for me because she was like my real child. I knew when Carmella was going to the emergency vet I couldn’t take her. So my brother and aunt went. 
          	
          	Fast forward almost two hours later and Carmella was found to have Pravo, worms, and something else that start off like (gas. Sorry can’t remember) I didn’t cry like I thought I would. Instead I got so angry I started cursing my head off. That shelter straight up lied to me telling me that they had their shots. When in fact they had nothing.
          	
          	The emergency vet lady told us our bill was over $350 dollars (which wasn’t the hard part) but that she would have to stay in the hospital there. 
          	
          	Sadly to stay in the hospital would have been $1400 which is money I didn’t have. By this time it was already 2am on a Sunday. We asked the ladies if she could come home  and we take her to our local vet tomorrow after 1pm when my aunt got off. Because it was just much cheaper. They told us she should be fine but that they themselves didn’t know how long she had it for. 
          	
          	Sadly that night Carmella died in our house. We didn’t get to see her personality or hear her first bark. I didn’t get to play with her or give her the love she deserved.
          	
          	Those people lied to me. Didn’t treat her right. My fear is that Carmella isn’t the only one. Kookie is heathy, I got his shots and everything fixed on him. But what if he was just a lucky one.
          	
          	My point is make sure the animal shelter you get your fur baby from is a good one. Please I don’t wish a fur babies death on anyone. It was so hard digging her a grave and placing her inside.