Charlie The Hairless Pom
Charlie the Hairless Pom howls when I laugh
I have a dog, Charlie. He came to me along with Eddie the Oddle (poodle) as grown dogs, via the sociopathic liar Leonard, but that’s another post on another day. Today is Charlie’s day. I call Charlie hairless, but he’s not completely hairless, he’s sprouts hair in certain places and he grows hair on his legs, he has alopecia a common problem for Pomeranians, poor thing. Makes him look like he has a really bad hair cut and he has a rats tail.
A few years ago I was taking him to the vet to see what the problem was. We were sitting in the waiting room when a man walked in, looked at Charlie and proclaimed””Holy Haircut” LMAO like I had done this intentionally to the poor dog. I wanted to defend Charlie, I wanted to defend myself. Not sure if this has affected Charlies personality in anyway, he is a character and always has been a character even with a full body of hair. I’ve only known Charlie for about 7 years and I never knew him as a puppy.
Today I’m really sad. I know that Charlie the Hairless Pom has to got to see the Vet. He has peed the bed which has never happened until this summer. He always gets off the bed in the middle of the night to pee. I have doggy pee pads set up for him. I thought maybe he was trapped by cats, but this week I thought no he isn’t waking up he is sleeping right through the night, which is so unlike him.
I called the Vet’s clinic and talked to the assistant, I told her what was happening. She said Charlie needed to come in for an appointment. I said I would like to speak with Dr. Griebel who is the Vet. This assistant had no idea that the last time I took my other dog Eddie in for an appointment, within 20 minutes I had to make a decision to put him to sleep. I was devastated. I wasn’t going through that again. I started to cry on the phone. Ashley, the assistant, was now dealing with a past trauma, which she knew nothing about. I knew that Dr. Griebel would understand my dilemma.
She said she would talk to Dr. Griebel and either the Dr. or her would get back to me. Within a half an hour Ashley called back and said that the Vet that it could a number of things that were treatable. I made an appointment for tomorrow morning at 9:20, however, I need to catch Charlie’s first morning pee. Now that will be an feat unto itself.
I did tell Ashley that I will not be putting Charlie to sleep tomorrow should the situation be dire. I learned my lesson with putting Eddie to sleep. I think I could have waited and prepared myself for his death. I never knew exactly what Eddie had because no post mortem was done or suggested. I have always felt I killed my dog.
Though I have felt this could be my last summer with Charlie, he is still full of piss and vinegar, I have never been able to talk m animals to the Vet to get checked out and get their shots. Since losing everything and being on disability I do not make enough money to keep up with their health. I feel so guilty about that. There are so many times I apologize to my boys saying how sorry I am for what happened.
My animals are my family. They are all aging. Eddie was about 16 years old: I think Charlie is about 14 years old now: Joey is my baby he’s 14; Merritt is my buddy he’s 13: and Mac is new to the family, he is the delinquent foster child, I found under my deck 2 years ago, a ginger Tom who had balls the size of plums, the vet says he’s probably 5. Charlie truly is one of a kind and a character, and Eddie the oodle stole my heart. I miss the oodle, when he died I was in shock. I sat in silence and cried for 3 days straight. I stopped eating for 6 days until I brought home his ashes. I cannot do that again. It broke my heart. I called the Saskatoon Pet Loss Group and attended meetings.
I have been thinking of setting up a Go Fund Me account just for my animals to make sure they see a Vet. It isn’t fair to them that my life took a noise dive 3 years ago, they were collateral damage.
As Donna Jean from Pet Loss says they are Pet Lovers and Pet Owners. I am truly a Pet Lover.
