I lost my little angel baby last night. She was the most loyal friend I could ever ask for. Word to the wise, if you ever see bruising on your dog, take them to the vet immediately. Her platelet counts were so low that they caused the bruising (what should’ve been 170k was 6k). What from, Ill never know. Animals show pain differently and it’s so hard for them to communicate. I thought to wait and see if her condition will improve. She is just in pain and that’s why she’s acting funny. It quickly got so bad that she was peeing blood and gasping for air, while I begged her to stay with me her eyes glazed over. Still a heart rate, but she was brain dead. I wish I listened harder to my friend. I’ve been choking back her name all day, wanting to call her to me. Now Khaleesi is my angel. I am at the ER now confirming my pregnancy is okay, after being a basket case for 24 hours. The baby is measuring exactly as I counted from my ovulation day, 9 weeks 4 days. HR 150. I needed some signs of life after this little death. I’ve never lost a pet that I was so bonded to and it’s worse than distant relatives.

RIP Khaleesi