So, my one and half year old Yorkie, Mia, is pregnant.
Before I go on explaining how stressed out I am about this, I would just like to say, SHE IS A DAMN HUSSY.
I haven’t been able to get her fixed yet because of financial obligations, and now that she’s all knocked up, I wish I had spent the money on that instead of buying music. Anyways, so my grandmother’s Yorkie, Toby, corrupted her innocence, and got the broad pregnant. How rude, right? I mean, because seriously, Mia was an ANGEL. Like me. (Shut up, you know I’m an angel. These horns growing out of my head? Purely a fashion statement.)
I called Mia’s vet and set up an appointment for this Thursday, so I can have her spayed. Which also means that they are going to abort the babies. I feel so shitty because of it. The thing is, I can’t handle a litter of puppies right now. I would love to be able to have Mia stay pregnant, so she can shoot little Yorkies out of her no-no place, and I’ve thought about giving the puppies away or selling them once they’re born, but I’ve read up on it, and my anxiety will not be able to handle that. I would have to keep the babies for at least 4 weeks before I can give them away. There is NO fucking way in hell that I would be able to do this. The stress from Jasta (my 2 year old Yorkie) and Mia already makes me lose all coolness sometimes. Imagine having a litter? No thanks.
I’ve cried over this a couple of times because the idea of having to abort her pups just … kills me. It’s not something I’m prepared to deal with, though.
Does this make me a bad mommy?
*cries. again.*
Omg. Okay. You know what? Don’t do it.
We’ll think of something. Your sistar is here to help you.
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