What My Father Did To My Pets

03 Jun 2010 2 Comments

by Saru-chan in Blogs, Memoirs Of People, Message, Secret Memories, so called "Uncategorized" Tags: Accidents, Animal Cruelty, Animals, Breast Cancer, Cancer, Cruelty, Death, Dumb People, Father, Idiots, People, Pet, Twinkle

Do you have the heart to let something die even though you knew you could save it  , but you stop yourself from helping because you are just “Lazy”?

This “Man” . He is my dad . He let my pets die , in front of me.

Before this I did not have the heart to post this issue up because I did not want to give a bad impression of him towards the society. However, what happened today cant be tolerated anymore and drove me to bring this up.

Before this, two years ago .

I have this cat , named  Pikaro . He is my maid’s favorite cat . I really like this cat too because he is very smart-cute-fluffy-loyal-and everything what people think of their loving pet.

It just happened that Pikaro got into an accident while me and my family(Mom and sis) was on a vacation and only found out about it when we all got back . Only to see Pikaro wrapped in bundles of towels- clinging to sheer life of what is left in him. My maid was sitting next to him trying to feed him water and diluted food because he is paralyzed and bleeding internally.

I found out that he has been left like this for the pass 3 days , I was quite skeptical because any of those 3 days my dad could bring Pikaro to the vet which is only less than 5 minutes away from home. When  I got back , it was too late . The vet was no open on Sundays.

We questioned our dad about why he did not bring Pikaro to the vet,  he just simply answered this.

” I was busy , the vet was not open”

Rubbish , the vet was opened on Fridays and Saturdays . I even took the effort to ask the local vets.

Pikaro lasted for the next 40 minutes as we watch him pass away only to sleep and never wake up again. He died with his eyes opened, filled with tears.

He just let my cat die.

——————— now in June 1 2010 —————————-

My dog , Twinkle . She is 9 years old (human years) , and she has many puppies before so far I counted about 18 in total. She recently stopped  breeding because her menstrual cycle stopped.

Me, my mom and sis felt something round and hard in one of her breast , we thought it was a tumor , a growth or something because of her unused breast milk due to her previous years of breast feeding.

We wanted to take Twinkle for a check up, but we are all so busy . I have work and college ,My mom is working overtime to maintain my family, My sister works from 10 in the morning until 9 at night.

While my dad has no job and sits at home doing nothing but stare at his lap top.

Since he is so free, We took the opportunity to ask him if he could take Twinkle for a check up because the growth seems to be getting bigger by the weeks.

He simply answered.

” I am too busy” as he plays poker on his Facebook account.

Anger flared within me I only kept quiet because I dont want to start an argument.

The next day , my mom asked him again .

He just answers the same thing again .

“I am too busy ”

My mom replied , stressing him on the point that the growth is getting worst and he should really take her for a check up.

My dad just answered  ” I dont feel like it”

So the next following day, me and my mom took Twinkle to the vet to have a check up. The news wasn’t good at all .

The doctor said that she is diagnosed with Breast Cancer , it will grow and spread to her other breast if we dont send her in for operation ASAP. This breast cancer happens to female dogs at a ratio of 50-50 and most probably the ones that are not sped.

When we got back home , Twinkle urinated massive amounts of blood . Obviously, me and my mom -freaked out.

My mom asked him in a hurry to send Twinkle to UPM for an operation because of her Breast Cancer and the sudden urinated blood.

He replied .

“I am busy now, send her another time”  and continues watching videos on Youtube.

I just finished bathing Twinkle and I swear , I wanted  to throw the hot hairdryer at his pig-assed face and punch him until no one recognizes him anymore.

But of course I did not  do anything because I’m not him.

As I’am writing this post, Twinkle is in the hospital going through an operation. The doctor said that her age is at the borderline for dogs that are too old for the operation but I believe that she will make it.

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Yet again, My father – That “Man” .. He care for the dogs better than he care for his family . When the dogs are hungry , he will make food for them , mix some delicious human food with the dog biscuits , make sure the food is not too hot for the dog , make sure they have water to drink and alll that “fake” stuff that he always do.

He used tell me that I’m not a man with no guts and no balls.

When things like this happens , My father gets cold feet and chickens out like some pussy. He is not even a real man . He has no guts and balls. He is a much bigger pussy than I’am .  He does not handle the family as well as I do. He cant run his family- he is no M.A.N

He only knows how to “Talk the Talk”

But REAL MEN “Walk the Talk”

I dont care if he is my father or not , NO ONE just simply say “I dont feel like it” when someone or something has cancer and needs treatment ASAP. Who gives him the rights to decide life or death.

Now I just hope Twinkle is alright…

-Saruchan-

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