Lily Flower

Nov. 9 1998 —- Aug. 17 2001

Yorkshire Terrier

I’m in the Air Force and during an exercise where I was working

12 hour shifts I found out that there was a Yorkshire terrier for sale

about two hours away. The breeder only had one girl left.

I went immediately after my 12 hour shift and arrived

about 10 at night.

As I was driving there I thought of her name Lily Flower

it just sounded so pretty.

When I first saw her I was so excited I just wanted to give the

money and go but there were many instructions.

Finally we left and drove the two hours back home.

It was then a little after midnight.

I had to get up at five the next day for another 12 hour shift

but it was all good I had my baby at home.

My husband and I grew to love Lily as a daughter she

was so spoiled and precious she could have anything she wanted

she probably had more toys then most kids.

Lily grew up to only weigh 2 and a half pounds increasing my

protectiveness of her. She would curl into my stomach under the

sheets on the bed to stay warm. I miss feeling her little body there.

For the first year we had her she never made a noise.

Then we moved to Japan I prayed the whole way that she

would survive the flight. Ten hours of repeating “please God let her live”.

We arrived and when they gave her to me she was barking for

the first time I cried and everyone just stared.

I couldn’t help it I was so relieved.

Here it has been hard to make any close friends and plus I didn’t

like to leave Lily too much.

So I turned into what my husband called a hermit.

But now that she is gone I’m glad I spent all the time I did with her.

We got another Yorkie while we are here a boy named Val.

Val and Lily turned into two peas in a pod.

Then one day I noticed Lily was missing a tooth.

I noticed some of her other teeth were loose also.

So I started doing some research on the Internet about dogs losing

their adult teeth. I found out that it was a serious problem that she

could have periodontal disease and lose all her teeth

and then the bacteria could move from her gums into her blood stream

and cause heart liver and/or kidney disease.

I immediately made a vet appt. I took her in Tuesday sure enough

she had periodontal disease and would lose most of her teeth.

I read also on the Internet that a teeth cleaning by the vet would be one

of the treatments to stop the disease.

So when they told me she needed her teeth cleaned right

away I didn’t protest but I was wary the rule is that they put dogs

under anestia for the cleaning.

I’ve always been scared of that for her because she is only a

little over two pounds. I even flat out asked the vet ” how are you with

putting small dogs under” he said no problem that they were good at it.

Stupid me trusted the Vet ( I have a lot of anger for him and you will see why).

Anyway they scheduled her asap since it could spread into her heart.

So I had to drop her off Thurs and they would keep her all night and

I would pick her up Friday morning.

Anyway I wasn’t supposed to let her eat after 8 the night before

that was their instructions. So anyway Thurs morning came I took her

with me to work because I had to take her to the vet at 9 to drop her off.

She had so much fun seeing everyone and snooping on my desk

she was always so nosey. I’m glad I took her cause that gave me more

time with her on what was to be my last day with her.

So I took her to the vet and gave her to them at nine I cried when

I had to leave her.

They said they would do the cleaning in the afternoon then I could

come and check on her. So I called at 1 and still wasn’t done

then 3 still hadn’t started on her. Then I called and 4 and they said they were

just getting ready to do it and should be done in half hour.

So at 4:30 when I was done at work I went directly to the vet,

I was so worried they would kill her those were the actual thoughts

I was really paranoid but I have always been because she was

so petite and fragile.

So I got over there and believe it or not they still hadn’t started

they had just given her medication to make her relax.

So they let me hold her until they were ready for her which took

a half hour. So I had her on my chest and was kissing and hugging

and petting her the whole time.

Then they said they were ready for her I immediately thought

this could be the last time I see my baby alive I really

did think all this I think I knew it I wish I would have listened

and said I changed my mind.

Anyway they said I could stay there the whole time to

make sure she came out okay.

They had two vets there a male and female.

So they knocked her out and put the tube down the throat

to breath for her.

Well that machine stopped working cause they put the tube in wrong

so for about a minute she was not breathing but they got her

breathing again and finished the procedure.

That was scary I was standing there watching my stomach

just dropped I was so relieved.

Then she started to wake up and I thought yay the coast is clear

she made it. So I stayed just a little to watch her wake up

I kissed her and told her I loved her and then went home.

That was my last time to see my baby alive. According to the vet

around 8:30 she started having trouble breathing making funny

noises and turning blue. So they put the tube back in her and put her

in an oxygen tank she went back to normal.

He watched her until 1100 and then went home leaving her in the

tank with the tube in. When he came back in the morning she was dead.

The tube had come out and she died.

Why would he leave her she was in critical condition in my mind,

you don’t just put a tube in a human and put them in an oxygen tank

and leave for the night and then say hey I’ll go home and hope

your alive in the morning!!

He even admitted that he thought about taking her home.

Why didn’t he call me also? He should have let me know she was

having complications I would have made sure he stayed there

with her cause I would have stayed there with her all night

that was my baby.

Anyway I got the phone call at 6:30 in the morning it was the base

operator because our number is unlisted as soon as she told me

who was calling I knew he got on the phone and I said don’t tell me

anything happened he said it did I’m sorry I just screamed

I screamed so loud I felt like I was dying I wanted to hit something,

I just threw the phone and took off running down the stairs,

I tried to tear up a gate we have to block the dogs from going

downstairs while we’re upstairs Alan grabbed me and

I turned around and hit him I don’t remember too much of this

it all seems like a dream. I changed quickly within a minute I think,

drove like a psycho all I was thinking is that if I get there she

wouldn’t be dead it wasn’t true.

I stopped and got a friend so she could drive the rest of the way,

I was afraid I would get in an accident it took about five minutes

to get there.

The vet was outside waiting I just screamed and screamed at him

that he killed her how could he kill my baby

she meant the world to me!!!!!!!!!!!

He had me sit down and told me all what happened

I said I didn’t care he killed her.

Alan showed up I left to fast for him to catch up with me.

We then went inside to see our little girl I held her and told her I was sorry,

I think I held her for an hour but I’m not sure.

Alan was crying too we both were crying.

I’m crying right now I can’t help it it is still so painful to think

of that morning.

We wanted an autopsy done not by that vet though I said he

could not touch her anymore. So they had an outside vet do an autopsy.

The reason she died is she went into hypoglycemic shock in other words

low blood sugar due to the fact that she hadn’t ate anything

for almost 24 hours.

If they had done the procedure when they were supposed to

this wouldn’t have happened. They also admitted they could have saved

her if they knew what was wrong but they didn’t think to check

her sugar levels. Also they found the periodontal disease had already

spread to her heart and clogged two of the four arteries.

Thurs night I prayed to God and asked Him to take care of her

I think he did he took her now when she wouldn’t suffer instead of later

through pain of heart liver and kidney disease.

It doesn’t make it hurt less or make me any less angry at the vet

I’m selfish I admit that I wanted more time with her I wasn’t ready

to lose her yet.

We had her cremated and I will take her home with me to have

her ashes put down by the creek I think that is a nice spot

for her plus that is one of my favorite spots to go and

I will know she is there also.

I am still dealing with her death very badly.

I can’t think about that horrible day.

My husband can’t even talk about it or look at anything that

reminds him of her that was our baby girl.

I love her and I’m blessed for my time with her.

We love you my little poke monster

Love,

Mom and Dad Frost

 

Lily Flower