Hi everybody! It’s me, Lola, again! You know how there are two sides to every story? Well, the good news is, I beat FM to the computer (she is really busy for some reason) so you get to hear my side!
Here it goes… The truth is, we have a bit of a situation here. You know how sometimes you have a secret that no one else knows? And sometimes it is so special that you just want to keep it to yourself for a while and savor it because it seems like it will be the teensiest bit less special once the rest of the world is in on it. Well, when I came to RAGOM, I had a couple secrets like that. I didn’t share them with the RAGOM intake people, my transporters, my FM, the special family who fell in love with me, or any of the vets who got me ready for my heartworm treatment. I’m pretty good at keeping things on the down-low.
But, you know when you are trying to keep a secret, sometimes it slips out when you least expect it? Well that’s what happened here. A week or so ago in the early morning I was lounging on the couch, hanging with my FM, and my secrets just started popping out, one after the other. By the time I was done, FM knew the whole story! Then, instead of helping me keep things quiet, she immediately spilled the beans to anyone who would listen! That’s right, before the day was out, everyone seemed to know about Cupid, Valentino, Aimee, and Juliette. My four special secrets. My four beautiful puppies.
It’s hard to describe the look on FM’s face when she realized the squeaking wasn’t coming from me. Concerned. Puzzled? Stunned! Joyful awe. I think I heard her say “How did this happen?” but I didn’t answer because I’m pretty sure she can figure it out – and if not, Google is a good resource for that kind of stuff. To her credit, even if she was thinking it, she didn’t mention her couch.

What FM did mention, frequently over the next two days, was her worry about one of my puppies. I kept trying to comfort Cupid and help her nurse, but she only wanted to snuggle up against my warmth and rest. By the time we all went to the vet, I was so anxious about her that I kept carrying her around trying to find something, anything, that would ease her distress, even hiding her behind FM to see if that would help her feel better. After looking her over carefully the vet talked to the two-leggers who were with us. I didn’t understand too much, but he said something about issues that were “incompatible with life”. And then FM did something difficult, but so special I will never forget it. She told the vet to give sweet Cupid peace. After a little work, my baby girl snuggled up with me one more time and went to sleep taking my anxiety and worry with her. Please say a little prayer of thanks that my angel Cupid is flying high at the bridge and that she was blessed to be a RAGOM girl.

I would say that now you know the whole story (if you haven’t already heard it from FM – that one’s quite the talker, eh?), BUT for me, Valentino, Aimee and Juliette that’s just the beginning…