Klohwei

I’m really getting frustrated of only having negative things to add to my blog lately. On top of my grandma, I now get to add my doggie to the list. Klohwei turns a year old next month, but apparently has a genetic disease where her white blood cells randomly like to attack her red blood cells. Mom took her to the vet on Wednesday to find out her count is at 10% when its supposed to be somewhere between 30-40%. She’s basically inches away from having to have a blood transfusion. Dr. Shale has been calling me every morning and night giving me an update on her condition. She’s in absolutely the best possible hands she could be in.

I got into a conversation with Mark about it the other night. He’s someone who, although I don’t always agree with his opinions, I value probably more than anyone else’s. He’s the person I go to when I need to think something through… one of the very few people who I’ll open up to.

Anyhow, we were talking about her and I was basically at the point of having to decide to let Dr. Shale treat her or put her down. Mark made some comment about just putting her down that it’s not worth the trouble… and to just get a new dog. It kind of shocked me in a way, but it was good because it very quickly let me make up my mind. To me, God granted Klowhei life just as he did me. When I took Klowhei in as a pet, her life then became my responsibility. It’s costing a lot to care for her right now, but with hope that’s only temporary. I can’t just have her put down … I’d never forgive myself.

But for all of you guys who read this, if you would – say an extra prayer for her tonight. She’s a beautiful young dog full of life and deserves the chance to live.