Monday morning my boyfriend Scott and I found that our sweet baby Noah had passed away. He was only six months old and we loved him so much! He was such a good boy and we joked that he was our puppy because he was so social and always loved being involved in whatever was going on.
I feel angry and upset about his death though. Two weeks ago we went on a trip back home to Alaska and during this trip we left him at a pet store who advertised doing boarding. We really enjoyed this petstore as all of the employees cared so much for the pets and all of the animals seemed so happy and active in the place! We trusted that they would take very good care of our baby. After 8 days of vacation we came home and picked up Noah. The next day I noticed that he was missing some fur from his back feet. I thought that maybe it was anxiety from being left for a while but I decided to make a doctor’s appointment anyways. A few days later, on Wednesday, we took him in and the doctor said he looked very healthy. He checked him for mites and examined him in the back room. He weighed a healthy 3.15lbs and he thought that the loss of fur was probably from anxiety. He gave us some antibiotics to give him for 10 days and scheduled a checkup for a week later. The next day I noticed he had started losing fur on his front paw too. He seemed normal and was up to his usual antics but Sunday night he refused his antibiotics…. the next morning he was dead. How did we not see any other symptoms?!!? How did the doctor not see anything?! I feel like I want to blame someone… the doctor that didn’t catch something… the pet shop that we boarded him at where he may have gotten sick…..
I miss him a lot…. I guess the coincidence is that I called his mom and dad’s owner to thank her for giving us such a wonderful little boy that brought so much joy to our lives …. and she mentioned that the mom and dad will be having their second litter in a few months… it gives me hope to think that we may get one of Noah’s little brothers 