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A Little Bit About Coby

Breed: Shih Tzu

Gender: Male

Favorite Toy: His bed

Favorite Treat: All kinds of treats

Best Trick: Belly rub

Favorite Pastime: Barking and whining

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Got Coby on Valentine's day. Out of the blue, I asked my boyfriend if we could go to a pet shop because I wanted a dog. I had a tight budget so he offered to pay half. I went around the place and found the cheapest shih tzu dog. He and his brother had no papers that's why they were sold cheaper. They were teacup sized, the first one was beige/cream colored and was very playful and fat. The other one was tri colored (brown, white and black), he was very quiet, didnt mind his brother who was jumping around the cage. I was really tempted to get the active one but instead I got the quiet one because I was inlove with him. I loved his color and how he looked like. He looked like a stuff toy. On the way home, i remembered he was placed in a box and he puked his food out maybe because he was not used to car rides and the pet store was far from home. When my dad saw him, he asked me why I got him. He looked weak and he didnt move much. My dad told me to return it because it might die.

But of course he didnt. He was very active a few days after. I kept him in a cage and he would always weep at night. When I bathed him the first time, I saw blood as I was towel drying him so I took him to the vet the next day. He had a hot spot. The vet clipped his fur and he looked ridiculous with a hairless patch on his back. Eventually it healed and his hair grew nice but I always had a hard time because of matts since he doesnt like it when I brush his hair.

With constant vet visits to complete his vaccine, the vet told me that he was too thin he had to eat more but he was really a picky eater. I frequently visit the vet because I worry too much when he is sick. But even though he was thin he was still an active dog who loves to play with his toys. One day, he was really sick, he was drooling and was very restless so I took him to the ER vet. After bloodwork, I discovered that he was bitten by a tick and got a disease from it that required antibiotics for a month. He was more active than ever after treatment. But my vet bills were really eating up my savings. I really didnt let myself get affected because I loved him dearly. He was always with me. At 5 months I let him out of the cage and go free in my room. He basically lived in my room. I dont let him out that often because he is a very fragile dog but he enjoyed my room because I spoiled him with toys and treats. He would always sleep in his bed when I lie down my bed and stand up when I stand. He follows me everywhere. He loves hanging out in my bathroom while I take a bath. He waits for me to get dressed then follows me outside the door. He was anti social to other pets but got along well with other people. People love him because he would always attract their attention when he forces his head on to your foot then lie down on his back so you could give him a belly rub.

Just months ago, I discovered that his skin was crusty and didnt really imagine where he got that disease other than the groomer's. Since it was not bothering him that much I didnt mind bringing him to the vet again to stay away from vet bills but the time came when his hair was falling out and was turning bald that I had to really bring him. The first vet's methods did not work so I came to another one. He became balder but the treatment was working. I was pleased that all he needed was to grow his hair back and all will be normal.

Just this month, I discovered that he didnt eat too much but figured that he had moods. Sometimes he really starves himself and then eats when he is really hungry. I still see him eat but I couldnt monitor him because I had work. On the 24th of December when I woke up I saw him just laying there looking at me so I called him but he couldnt stand up. He tried to but he cant. I was heartbroken. I immediately took him to the vet and they diagnosed him with severe anemia. His temp was subnormal, his gums and tongue were so pale. They had to confine him. At first they couldnt because they cant find a vein but after a day they succeeded. He stayed at the hospital for 4 days. On the third day, I was on my way home from the gym and it suddenly came to me that I should visit him even though I didnt want to see him after the vet described him as still very weak and barely surviving. But I still visited him and was heartbroken by what I saw. He was so weak as he lay down there, he barely had fur. I called his name and he still had the strength to lick my hand. His tongue was still so pale, I couldnt bare seeing him like that. As I stood up, he whined at me. As if saying "take me home, I wanna go home." As I was driving home, I couldnt help but cry. I hated that sight and it will forever haunt me. I couldnt sleep that night as I prayed to God for my dog to live. I believed he was a fighter. HE withstanded everything that had happened to him throughout his life how can he not survive this. But the next day, the vet called and told me he was gone. She told me the night before that she was happy to hear him whine and bark and the morning after he still ate his food. But he suddenly gave up. HE died so quickly and unexpectedly. It is now the 2nd day and I still cant get over it. SO many memories here in my room. He was my bestfriend, I took care of him every time he was sick, he made me happy during my darkest days and now he is gone forever... I hope he is in a very happy place now with all the food he wants and all the comfy beds he can lie down to. I hope he will never feel pain or get sick ever again and just be a healthy and normal dog. I will never forget him. He was my first dog ever. I dreamt that my kids would play with him in the future... I am very heartbroken and I dont know if I could ever love a dog as much as him...



It has been a week and a half and I was surprisingly doing good because Prada (yorkie), your friend is keeping me company every night. But I suddenly missed you so much right now. I dont know why, but the image of you a day before you died suddenly popped through my head. You were lying there and I was calling your name and you licked my hand. Oh my god, I really want to spend more time with you. I still keep on thinking that it was my fault that you died. You deserved better than that stupid vet who couldnt do anything but let you die there. I should have taken you home and took care of you. I really really miss you so much. Please give me a sign or something that you are happy where you are; that you are getting everything you want. So that I may find peace and truly let you go. I still cant get over your death... 

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