The story that I am going to tell you is perhaps one of the most pitiful that has ever been told about a dog. In this tale, my family and a lovely puppy named Lovely Daisy tell the narrative of their lives together.Lovely Daisy entered my life, lived with my family for a while, and then very quickly left, never to return. She never returned to what she had left behind.The time that we spent with her was very unforgettable.

The Arrival of Lovely Daisy

My mother purchased a dog between eight and nine years ago, while my family was still intact got the name of Lovely Daisy at last. Over the course of several years, she had been expressing her desire for a dog, and she had always felt that a Shih Tzu would be adorable. She arrived at her house one day carrying one.

Considering that my father was still working, he was unaware that there was a dog living in our home… Furthermore, did I mention that he was averse to the concept of owning a dog?

When I arrived home, it was already one o’clock in the morning. He became shocked, but he was not angry. I did nothing but wait for him to get home, and then I went to sleep. Normally, I get up around 5:30 in the morning to get ready for school, but my father chose to wake me up at 4:00 in the morning. I was my father’s most prized possession, for those of you who are unaware of this fact.In fact i was also anxiously waiting for Lovely Daisy.

Naming the Dog and the Deepening Family Bond

I have always been his favorite, and as a result, he entrusted me with the responsibility of naming this dog. Initially, I had the intention of naming her “Sonny,” which is a name that I have always desired for a female dog. This intention stems from the fact that I had a toy dog named sonny from My Littlest Pet Shop.But the nature was willing something else like of naming the dog Lovely Daisy.

Even though my father detested the name, I knew deep down that he was just trying to cover up the fact that he had allowed his daughter to give a dog a name, and he certainly won’t take it back because it would be extremely painful for me to experience the consequences of his actions.

Also, I wanted a dog much like my mother did, but I never bothered to bother my parents about getting one because I was aware of the significant amount of responsibility that would come with having a dog. In the end, my father showed signs of being similar to me as well. In his opinion, taking care of someone was a bit of a responsibility, and he did not want to take on that obligation.

It was at this point that I came to the realization that my father loved me so much, even if it meant he had to accept things that he did not want, such as getting a dog. in this particular instance, acknowledging that the dog in question would be given the name Lovely Daisy.

I came to a conclusion. Now, he and I have made the decision to give the dog the name Lovely Daisy, which is a reference to the stuffed animal that I adored the most, which gotname Lovely Daisy. Due to the fact that I loved Lovely Daisy more than anything else in the world at that moment, I handed her the stuffed toy even though it caused me a great deal of pain.

Lovely Daisy’s Attachment to Father and Her Dislike for Pinny

Though, as it turns out… It was my mother’s absolute pleasure to take photographs of Lovely Daisy. At this point, she began to place a high value on material possessions. Her passion was vanity. Because of this, my father was the only person who was responsible for Daisy’s care. Despite the fact that I was present, Lovely Daisy did not appear to be concerned about my well-being. The moment I arrive home, she is overjoyed, but she continues to go back to my father.

I got injured because I was a child. The thought that was going through my head was, “I gave her my most-loved stuffed toy, but she loved Papa more than I did?!”

But once more, I came to the realization. It is not appropriate to feel envious at this moment because my father has taken care of a lot of things for me. Now is the time for me to put others before myself.

So I decided to accept it and go on…

Not only was I still my father’s baby girl, but I also had a new family member who was very affectionate. lovely Daisy, I would sleep on his left side, and then I would sleep on his right side. That was the extent of her love for him.

Up to the point where my mother acquired a male Shih Tzu, she had… as a result of her desire for puppies. When it came to the puppies, it was my mother who expressed interest, not Daisy.

Pinny, the second dog, was the object of Lovely Daisy’s strong dislike. The only thing she ever did was try to get away from him and remain with Papa. It was especially noticeable when Pinny began to hump Sophie that Sophie started to get extremely possessive of my father.

Daisy’s Reluctance as a Mother and the Family’s Challenges

Neither my father nor I were aware that she was carrying a child. It was on the floor of our bathroom that she gave birth. In addition, on the day that she gave birth, she figuratively abandoned her children, leaving them without a mother to nurse them, and for what reason? with Papa as a companion.

Since that day, my father has made it a habit to continue to sit on our toilet in order to be with Lovely Daisy while she breastfed her children. She would leave her children there in the event that he left.

We were aware of the fact that Daisy never loved her children, or at the very least, that she had no desire to have children. I was particularly of the opinion that she compelled to care for children, despite the fact that she never really cared for them. On the entire planet, she had only one person she loved.

Struggles with Separation Anxiety and Father’s Health

To fast forward a few years, my family eventually disbanded. Together with Lovely Daisy and two of her children, we relocated to the countryside. Only after Papa had left the house to go to work did my brother and I begin to notice that Daisy was feeling down by herself. She would only wag her tail when my brother and I returned home, and when she discovered that it wasn’t Papa, she would stop wagging her tail. Rather than continuing to wag her tail, she decides to lie down by the door and wait for more.

The situation was becoming increasingly concerning, so we decided to make an appointment with an animal psychologist from the United States and communicate with her via video call. After everything was said and done, Lovely Daisy was determined to have acute separation anxiety.

My father suddenly suffered a heart attack after a period of two years had elapsed. Though he did not pass away, he was had to remain in the hospital for a number of weeks. When Daisy refused to eat. We had no choice but to force food into her mouth in order to save her from starving to death.

At the moment when my father returned home, Lovely Daisy unexpectedly became infected with parvo virus. For several weeks, my father was unrelenting in his care for her. Nevertheless, there came a point when the stress caused his heart to literally hurt… A full recovery seemed on the horizon for Daisy. My father made the decision to take a short trip away from home. He wanted to to recuperate from the stress that he was experiencing.

As a result, he left me to take care of Lovely Daisy while she was asleep. Daisy was able to rouse herself and lie down near the entrance as soon as he left. I carried her back to the sofa because it was chilly. She continued to limp away to the door, waiting for my father to get home. I brought her back home because she was cold. My heart broke by it. It was 2:00 in the morning, and I necessary to get some sleep because I had tests tomorrow.

While we were lying near the entrance, I laid down two blankets and covered both of us with them.

As soon as dawn arrived, I made my way to school to go over my tests. Lovely Daisy was being cared after by my grandmother and my brother, who were both at home.

Daisy’s Final Moments and the Aftermath

Three hours after I had left for school, Daisy let out a shriek. Despite the fact that her mouth and nose were dripping with blood, she passed away… I was not present, and more importantly, my father was not present with her. She was unaware of our location or the time at which we were going to return…

I received a phone call from my grandmother. Upon my return from school, I was surprised to discover that my father was already present. It was so, so, so hard that he was crying. After he had wrapped Daisy and Daisy in her unique blanket. We went for a stroll around our neighborhood while carrying Daisy in our arms. Since Daisy had always enjoyed going for walks outside.We thought that she would be interested in taking one more excursion.

Both my father and I were visibly upset. On the spur of the moment, he declared his intention to take his own life. It’s true. I went back, but for some reason, I didn’t feel angry about it. Although he was well aware of how miserable Lovely Daisy would be, he expressed to me how much he regretted abandoning her. He experienced feelings of egotism. It was as if he were a horror. Again, when my mother had left us, he experienced a profound sense of isolation.

It was in our front yard that we laid Sophie to rest, and just above her, flowers began to grow.

But in my opinion, he remained.