Submitted 5/9/02 by Emmy
Thirsty Dog
Getting ready for bed one night I opened up my cans, but then I realized that my bag wasn't in the room, it was still in the bathroom. So I went to the bathroom to retrieve it and decided that I would brush my teeth and all of that fun stuff while I was in there. It didn't take me that long to finish up and head back to my room, but it was too long for Misty...
As I entered the room, I saw Misty standing over my cans, her face all bloody. I wanted to scream, but it was late and I didn't want to wake anyone up. So I ran over to her and I realized that in every opening of each of my cans was all bloody. Misty obviously was quite thirsty, because I don't see why anyone would want to drink those things otherwise. I wanted to cry, it was so gross, and it probably was hurting her. So I cleaned up her face and went and dumped the rest of my cans down the toilet, what was left in the can (a mixture of blood and liposorb) I did not want to put into my body. Then I made Misty drink some water thinking that it was the best thing that I could do to keep her tongue from swelling up from infection.
That night I had nightmares of Misty's face swelling up so she couldn't eat and she died; waking up serveral times in a sweat. I no longer leave my cans open on the floor...