There are so many what-ifs in my head now.
Last weekend, MS and I brought Cuppy in for a blood transfusion for a dog named Candy. Due to some complications, the blood wasn't taken. But Cuppy is to be on standby.
This morning... I received another call. This time it's really urgent. I told my boss i need to take urgent leave and rushed out of the office. Just when I was stepping into the lift, I received another call. Candy had passed on...
I frozed. I didn't even speak much when her owner called to inform me of the bad news. My brains just hanged.
What if Cuppy had been there earlier, would the ending have been different?
All these reminded me of Feodora. All those days spent waiting at the vets, not sure what is going to happen, whether she can make it through... It will be 2 years.. coming nov 29. The pain is still so raw... i know how candy's owners must be feeling right now. But, there's nothing I can do to help.:(
I feel so lost now. Life is so fragile.
My heart goes out to Candy's owners.. God Bless.